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Chapter 550 0398: Trade

"You seem to have used my blood coin? I was very happy when I heard about it."

Stephen's pale cheeks kept changing expressions.

Since he ate up the share of the Dua tribe, his status in the black market has risen, and he has been able to control the business routes of various countries going south, and the current circulation of goods and horses in the northern border is also affected to a certain extent by him.

Ken slowly lay back on the expensive leather seat, enjoying the fragrance from the fumigation, and ignored what Stephen said.

"you……"

The bloodborn can feel how powerful Ken is now.

He has played with countless people's hearts, and now he doesn't understand what the young man in front of him wants, so he can only try his best to guide the topic.

Stephen said: "Palotus has already begun to be influenced by you. All major independent camps are learning from Ambera Ice Port, and the leaders of the black market all recognize your way of managing caravans and mercenary unions."

Ken hummed noncommittally.

The blood-blood took a breath, and imitated him and slumped on the backrest: "You are not interested at all, are you?"

"It doesn't make sense, you know."

Ken helped him skip the nonsense and reached out and tapped on the table. "After the war starts, the neutral camp will be occupied by the tribal coalition forces, and the chambers of commerce and mercenaries of the countries in the southern borders will decrease sharply...the people are gone, who will manage?"

Stephen pursed his lips, and the exaggeration on his face faded a lot.

He is used to playing riddles with the kind of conspirator who is deep in the city, but Ken is a real smart person, he has both the overall situation and small thoughts, and he can only tell the truth frankly, but he is relaxed.

"The war has made the northern border unknown, but you were declared war by the orcs."

Ken said: "If Frengundo hadn't targeted me, it is estimated that the war would have been advanced by more than a month, and there would be no room for it."

Stephen arched his eyebrows high, and stretched his fingers: "It is indeed as you said, the black market bosses and the battle flags of the neutral tribes... are all paying attention to the situation on your side now, there is no suspense about the outcome, you must live go down."

Frengundur symbolizes the fury of the North and is the voice of war.

Ken Bouvier and Thornton Kaya are other options.

The outcome of this declared war represents the fate of others.

As long as Thornton Kaya is not slaughtered by the orcs, it means there is still room for buffering, mercenaries can survive within his range, neutral camps can operate in a low-key manner, and non-hostile southerners can still cross the high wall ...

If Ken dies, it means that the fish is dead and the net is broken.

Palotusbi will usher in the darkest and bloodthirsty era. It will completely break with the people of southern Xinjiang. The contradictions are greater than any interests.

"Hahaha, I'm pretty important, right?"

Ken's self-deprecating laughter made the Bloodborn's back tingle, and for a brief moment, the other party began to worry about his mental pressure.

"Does death excite you? You always do dangerous things, from Ambera Ice Harbor to Red Maple Heights. I thought I was familiar with your style of doing things, but every time new news comes to me Surprised."

"Of course I don't like death."

He smiled gently, and a moment of emotion flashed in his eyes. After a short pause, he said, "Let's have some food, and the wine you drank last time."

Stephen frowned and licked his fangs, raised his head and squinted his eyes: "The eyes are really poisonous. I only saw it once, and I was thinking about good things."

As an exquisite blood descendant...

He was stationed casually in the caravan. In addition to the black-skinned maids, he was also equipped with very professional chefs to cook those precious ingredients.

Stephen would often meet with other black market behind-the-scenes power holders, and occasionally meet the nobles and rich men of the southern border, so he would recruit winemakers on the journey through the two towns.

This group manages the bloodborn's private brew, sometimes accompanied by magicians.

[Status: Good liquid gain]

[Description: The bonus of top-level drinks, the reduction of negative emotions, and the bonus of mana recovery speed. 】

The reddish liquid swayed in the cup, and the fleeting gleam brushed over the surface of the liquid, hiding the rare materials inside, and then slipped lightly into the throat without any unpleasant stimulation.

"It's not as good as wine." Ken tasted it.

Stephen started to enjoy the steak, and said of course: "Of course it's better."

Ken pursed his lips and began to conceive of a winery estate of his own, but the oppressive feeling of war came to his mind again, and everything had to wait until the battle was over.

He mobilized his [Reputation] entry.

The high value proves that the name of [Ken Bouvier] is spreading in the wasteland, and the war has turned it into gray. If he dies under the sword of Frengundo, everything will become meaningless.

Stephen saw Ken was silent for a long time, and then began to enjoy the food slowly.

"As the hero who defeated the dragon and the spokesperson of the mercenary, don't you still lack food?"

"The difference between filling your hunger and eating is like the difference between survival and life. Your sense of delicacy is a long-term accumulation of precipitation. The delicacy I pursue is a kind of resistance and unyielding."

Ken said while eating, his movements were very elegant, obviously he didn't get along with Selina for nothing.

Stephen pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, without expressing any objection.

Black market bosses focus on the life and death of Ken Bouvier.

Stephen stood in the middle of his march, also to provide corresponding help: "We will help you deal with the baggage, the raw fur of the wild beast is meaningless to you, you need to work, tight goods, things that can arm the army."

Ken nodded and waved his hand to let Stephen deal with it.

There are many things that have been changed by the war. The countries in the southern border are active on the commercial roads in the northern border, and some precious weapons and equipment are also slow to sell in the black market of various neutral camps at this time.

Stephen clarified his purpose and said, "You haven't been back to Santon Kaya for so long, and the number of troops has doubled many times."

"I know."

"..."

Stephen’s words were choked.

Ken has been away for so long, but Thornton Kaya is still in his hands. Others may lie, but every step of Thornton Kaya's development has been outlined by him.

Everyone who joins Thornton Kaya's army will become a beating number on the note.

Stephen came up with a piece of information in his mind, and then said to Ken:
"At the Samyang camp, a batch of good items have been parked recently, brand-new oiled standard steel armor, and equipped with corresponding weapons, which can arm a team of thousands of people."

Ken heard what he desperately needed.

But he was not in a hurry, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said bluntly: "Even if I mortgaged all my things, I probably wouldn't be able to afford them. Could it be that the black market bosses decided to give them to me generously?"

Stephen’s face collapsed in an instant.

Ken hadn't met the other bosses, they were all difficult characters.

Weapons and equipment are already in high demand during the war preparation stage, and it is already the limit to be able to win a deal to Ken. If they can get them to pay for such a luxurious batch of items, it is equivalent to showing the war.

If Ken died in Frengundur, those tribal leaders are not fools, they will settle accounts later!

"I'm already very grateful that you can help me dispose of some goods. I want to exchange some minerals that are in short supply, magic consumables, and healing supplies... I already owe you a lot of favors and equipment. Let me find a way."

Ken has a good impression of the Bloodborn, so he doesn't intend to blackmail him.

Stephen frowned after hearing this: "You look down on the black market leader, if there is no possibility of a deal, I would never sit here and waste time talking to you."

He asked suspiciously: "Wait, wait a minute, don't you know?"

Stephen then showed a surprised expression. "It seems that you don't know your tribe that well either."

Ken's sitting posture has become more upright, his eyes are bright, waiting for the next one.

The blood said: "I have learned about the recent trade situation of Thornton Kaya. You have enough financial resources to take this batch of equipment and armor. In fact, the reason why I am sitting here is because someone has already paid a deposit for you. "

Ken sat back, crossed his legs, and stacked his fingers on his waist, ready to listen to the other party in detail.

Remarks can only reflect the hard attributes of Thornton Kaya, but there is no way to reflect the actual situation and other detailed things.

He really didn't know that his tribe was able to spend such a batch of money.

Stephen was immersed in this interesting information, spread his palms, and began to describe the situation a few days ago: "The Red Maple Heights was unsealed, the news of the war was passed on in the hands of the black market and traders, after the invasion of the southern border countries, the looters riot……"

That batch of equipment was a commodity traded by the empire. It was destroyed by a certain tribe, and it was left on the black market for other reasons.

Stephen and the other leaders met recently to discuss the situation in Palotusby and how to make a decision on the issue of Ken Bouvier.

When everyone was overwhelmed by the war situation, the caravan near Thornton Kaya was extremely smooth.

Ken's original decision to maintain the commercial road showed results at this time. Those guys who were chased by knives and axes to nowhere began to move closer to the ancient Qiuming road.

Black market bosses began to discuss its trading methods and future potential, deciding whether to invest.

Stephen tried to pass the news of the newly acquired equipment to Thornton Kaya, but he didn't expect that the tribe's reaction after Zhanjing left was still quick.

Just two days later, ten horse-drawn carriages bearing the emblem of Thornton Kaya arrived at the independent camp, bringing with them all kinds of kingdom coins, as well as all sorts of strange collaterals, which were converted into a large sum of money as a deposit. .

Stephen went to the appointment in person after hearing the news.

He still likes to pretend to be a servant and meet the representatives of the other party in person.

A short, long-haired man with a foul mouth and a quick way of doing things.

A gentle and honest giant descendant who barely spoke.

"The wasteland porter is at your service, be sensible, take all the money, don't waste time counting, I just want to know how soon you can deliver the things to our village!"

Stephen imitated the tone of the other party, "He stood on the saddle of the short growl beast and yelled at me condescendingly."

The blood-blood narrowed his eyes and looked at the silent Ken: "Is it yours?"

Ken nodded.

The Hankey brothers are currently handling trade matters for Thornton Kaya.

Before Ken left the tribe, he had heard about his plan from the long-haired people, but he didn't think about it because he was in a hurry to go out, and he didn't estimate that the subsequent trade of Santon Kaya could reach the level of life.

Now it seems……

The Hankey brothers are having a blast.

Stephen once tactfully asked if this was "Ken's" opinion, but after the "representative" of Thornton Kaya paid the deposit in advance, he firmly stated that this was what Zhan Jing wanted.

"I must say, you have an assistant who is very considerate for the leader and is also very capable. Where did you recruit him?"

Stephen was very impressed with the Hankey brothers.

"Where did you come from..." Ken thought for a moment, with a nostalgic look in his eyes. "I met by chance on a snowy night in the wilderness."

……

Quema, Lowndes, McGonagall, Collins, Valery.

Ken brought a group of people closest to him to meet Stephen, and enjoyed another meal in the other party's luxurious tent.

The laborers and mercenaries teamed up to transfer the baggage in the team to the black market cargo boxes one after another, and later converted it into wealth and sent it to the hands of various black market leaders.

The deposit and final payment of the Hanqi brothers will also arrive later.

Stephen will transport the batch of finished materials to Thornton Kaya during this period of time. He has very detailed information, and of course he knows that the current military pressure will breed uneasiness.

As an experienced black market middleman, he is thoughtful and will let this batch of equipment arrive at the same time as Ken.

If Meng can't grasp the right to speak, sending it in advance may become the capital of the rebels.

Stephen gave Ken an advice: "You should return as soon as possible. The war from the south has begun to burn to Sandun Kaya. No matter how many soldiers you recruit, without core, it is just empty."

Ken shook his head, and had his own plans.

Stephen appeared here today, not for this little baggage, but for the follow-up cooperation by default. As long as Thornton Kaya can survive the declaration of war by the orcs, the trade in the northern border will be inclined to it.

Ken needs to find ways to increase his strength now, and if he gets through this hurdle, he will be able to rise rapidly.

He beckoned his followers to put the horns left by Lu Ling in front of him, and asked, "Do you know who can handle this material?"

Stephen raised his eyebrows. As a well-informed man, he certainly understands the preciousness of this thing.

He didn't speak for a long time, and repeatedly filtered in his mind, thinking about what Ken needs most now, how to make the most of the materials left by the beast spirit.

"When you say that, I think of an old fellow."

After speaking, Stephen took out the map on the parchment and circled a very remote location for Ken.

Ken saw a look of surprise in Collins' eyes.

He has been in the north for a long time, and he knows a lot of things, so it is clear that the location marked by the other party is [Moni Snow Peak], and this is the place where Fren Gunduo first formed the orc army.

Stephen waved his hand and said, "Since you want to fight the orcs, at least you need to know your opponent."

Frongundor's past is closely tied to the rise and fall of the orcs in the North.

Ken stared at the dots on the map, lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)