Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 10 The Old Blacksmith

Soon, he set his sights on the salt pan town, which is only more than 180 kilometers away from Harrenhal where he is now.

I was less than three days away from there (it can be shortened to two days if I don't worry about the state of the horse), in such a short period of time, even those players who rushed to the meeting place at the beginning of the game may not be able to meet each other.

In other words, in the most ideal situation, he could even grab the first kill.

Even if he couldn't, as long as he successfully hunted down a player in the next two months, those 4 points alone would be enough for him to get rid of the threat of the assassination mechanism for a long time in the future.

Waiting is still wrong. Although other professions will not find that their opening equipment is easy to see through, traveling merchants will definitely be able to find out, so they are likely to sell part of their assets or buy more mules and horses, or even dismiss them. a servant or a few more farmers to help.
In this way, how can I tell the difference?
After thinking for a while, Ian found the answer - the starting capital, but their starting capital of 100 gold dragons remained unchanged.

Ian deliberately studied it when he created the character, and he clearly remembers that except for the final occupation, the previous options have little impact on the starting funds.
That is to say, even if the traveling merchant fills up the starting funds in the options, the money he currently has will not exceed 110 gold dragons. As far as this fund is concerned, he wants to earn 1000 gold dragons or even more than 1000 gold dragons within two months. The wealth of the Golden Dragon must be studded in
"When I arrive in Yanchang Town, I just need to inquire about the local salt price. Maybe the foreman will also receive kickbacks, so I will also inquire about the percentage of kickbacks. In short, based on these two points, I can calculate the purchase volume of merchant players. range, and then we can target merchants who are suspected players from the amount of their shipments." Ian perfected the whole plan in his mind.

Without wasting any more time, he quickly put all his equipment on the table.

He planned to sell these things and his horse, then buy a machete and an old draft horse, and pretend to be an ordinary caravan guard to go to Saltpan Town.

Caravan guard is actually one of the starting jobs that players can choose, but due to his poor equipment, poor attributes, and no money, Ian put him in the T3 sequence.

Moreover, the initial equipment of the caravan guards is a short sword and leather armor, and Ian also differentiated them in these details.

Anyway, with the poor strength of the traveling merchant, as long as he approached him without arousing suspicion, he would be able to take him down firmly.

The advantage is mine!

Thinking of this, Ian began to estimate the value of his equipment.

The whole set of armor can be sold for about 500 silver deer, and the hand and half sword can be sold for more than 200 silver deer.

And his horse that is still tied in the yard of the inn at the moment, according to the memory obtained through the background story, is a 5-year-old Hejian trainer horse. It has just grown up and is at its peak. It should be able to sell for 750 silver stags. above.

All add up to more than 1300 silver deer.

After completing the valuation, Ian put his full set of equipment into the bag, opened the door and left.

After arriving on the first floor, he asked the proprietress about the location of the Harrenhal blacksmith shop, and paid another 10 copper cents as the accommodation fee. Then he went to the backyard stable to pick up his horse and left the inn.

Arriving outside the gate of the hotel, Ian stopped in his tracks.

Less than half a meter in front of him stood an unbelievably thick stone wall. The mossy stone wall was covered with dense cracks, which looked like it had been weathered for a long time.

Ian took two steps forward, and through these gaps, he saw the other side of the stone wall.

It was a completely abandoned hall without a ceiling, where all kinds of rubble and rubbish were piled up, and the flags hung on the walls were so dusty that the coat of arms could not be seen clearly, as if telling a distant history.

The gloomy environment and the stench coming from the gap made Ian's heart palpitate. He didn't stay any longer, but looked away, and walked quickly towards the exit of the alley.

Turning the corner of the street, suddenly a gust of north wind blew, and there was a strange cry in the sky.

Even though Ian knew it was the sound of air passing through the cracks in the Wailing Tower, he still felt panicked, so he had to speed up his pace again, and gradually changed from a quick walk to a trot.

The footsteps of people and horses echoed in the narrow alley, forming an eerie harmony with the howling in the air.

After passing through several deserted streets full of rocks, Ian finally came to the square where the blacksmith shop was located.

"What bad luck! Sell the equipment quickly, and get out of this ghostly place." He muttered and tied the horse to the stake outside the door, and then walked into the blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop was very deserted, only an old blacksmith and two young apprentices.

The old blacksmith looked short and strong, with graying brown hair. When Ian walked in, he had just finished repeatedly hammering an iron sword, pulled it out skillfully, and put it into the bucket of cold water next to it. Medium quenching.

The red-hot iron sword sank into the water, making a sizzling sound and emitting a trace of white gas.

"Young man, do you need anything?" The old blacksmith noticed Ian's approach, turned around and asked him.

Ian looked around the room and quickly ruled out the possibility that there were other players here.

First of all, he found out about this old blacksmith from the proprietress of the inn. According to the setting that player characters appear out of thin air, this old blacksmith who has worked in Mugu Town all his life must be an aborigine.

Then there are those two young apprentices in their early 10s, obviously for the minimum optional age.

Ian breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the package, and took out his sword and a full set of old chain armor from inside.

"Uncle, I want to sell this set of equipment." Ian put the things on the table.

The old blacksmith Ayton gave Ian a suspicious look, and then carefully inspected Ian's equipment. There were no cracks and the surface was not severely worn. After re-polishing, he would make a lot of money.

'However.' Ayton looked at Ian again, with some doubts, "You should be a knight, right? You are still so young, why would you want to sell equipment?"

Ian is indeed very young, to be precise, too young.

Ian tested it when creating the character and found that age would not have any impact on the data, so he directly pulled the age to the minimum limit of 16 years old.

A knight at this age should have a bright future in the eyes of the old blacksmith, so he couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to sell equipment.

Because I got an arrow in the knee?Ian thought of it jokingly in his heart, but he still showed a wry smile on his face, and made up a story casually: "Because I've had enough of the Hedge Knight's life, people say that we and the Robber Knight are two sides of the same sword, There's no honor in that and I don't want to continue living like this."

(End of this chapter)