Food Poems

Chapter 36: He who knows the current affairs is a hero
The next day.

Ye Zhi followed the Starlight Caravan on a journey to the Absolute Mountains.

Lena attached great importance to this trade trip. There were more than 40 beasts of burden for carrying goods, including camels, mules, horses, and giant goats, all loaded with silk, tea, jewelry, potions, and food.

In the social structure of the North, intermarriage between the Isu, humans, and orcs is common, but racial conflicts are not intense, and slavery is the main system adopted.

Chiefs, warriors, free people, and slaves constitute the four major classes in the North.

In the North, human chieftains can hold banquets with orc chieftains; but in Golden Lion, northerners are regarded as barbarians who must be eradicated.

Although the North is regarded as a barbarian country by the Kingdom of Golden Lion, luxury culture is prevalent among the aristocratic circles in the North, and silk, tea, and jewelry can all find good sales.

Yeats rode on a docile thoroughbred horse that Lena had carefully selected for him, and looked at the footprints left by the caravan climbing the winding mountain road.

The carrying capacity of a horse-drawn carriage is several times higher than that of a beast of burden. The main reason why horse-drawn carriages are not used is that the trade route through the Jueling Mountains is too difficult to travel, and the transportation cost has risen sharply.

Not all merchants have the courage to cross mountains to trade like Lena, but once this deal is done, the Starlight Chamber of Commerce will inevitably become the leader among the guilds.

"Magic items like Dimensional Pockets and Storage Backpacks are not something that ordinary mages can covet, let alone caravans..." Ye Zhi thought to himself, "The transportation capacity of this world is still relatively primitive."

Gray sat on another packhorse, bored, and explained to Yeats the local tax laws of the Kingdom of the Golden Lion.

"According to the tax law established by the lord, the local lord has the right to levy taxes on all caravans passing through this place. Even if the goods fall off the carriage, the lord has the right to take the fallen goods for himself!"

Yeats was surprised: "You also understand tax law?"

Gray said proudly, "I understand a little bit."

Ye Zhi: "Very good, when I formulate new tax laws in Morning Frost Ridge in the future, I will first ask you to be my consultant!"

Merchants have a very low status in today's society, and the nobles try every means to squeeze money out of them.

If Morning Frost Ridge wants to develop into a town, it must first rely on this group of merchants.

My territory is located in the frigid zone, so the agricultural prospects are not ideal... Yeats thought to himself... Therefore, in addition to developing industry, we can also reduce taxes on merchants as appropriate to promote trade.

For this trip, Lena mobilized all the guards at her disposal and spent a large sum of money to hire the Valkyrie Hildre and her group.

The transport team was marching on the left side of the road, and on the right side was a guard team of more than 30 people. The woman in the eagle helmet rode a white horse, and walked at the front of the team, protected by her trusted team.

Ye Zhi looked at her back and thought: "The current Xilude should be able to kill the three-ring dark night bishop alone. I just need to prepare some targeted potions and buy the raw materials from the caravan..."

Increasingly tilted.

Dusk enveloped the vast mountains, and looking back, the Morning Frost Ridge in the back could no longer be seen.

The caravan had walked about thirty miles but had not yet officially entered the mountain range. The majestic snow-capped mountains stood before them.

On this day, they encountered several groups of wandering enemies, all of which were magical beasts that had moved to the outskirts of the mountains as the cold wave approached. The first few groups of goblins were small in size and not a big deal, until a group of hungry werewolves targeted the caravan and their roars caused the pack animals to panic a little, but they were quickly wiped out by the guards led by Hildreth.

Ye Zhi witnessed the fighting style of Hilde's team with his own eyes: the Argonian herald swung his two-handed giant sword and broke the lumbar vertebrae of a werewolf; another orc swung his long-handled battle axe and split the werewolf's head in half, and red and white things flew all over the wilderness.

Yeats hissed.

This group of veterans of the Iron Oath Guard focus on one battle, it’s awesome!
Compared with her subordinates, Hildreth's fighting style was elegant and cold. She held a slender and sharp rapier with a ring-shaped handle. Every strike she made was aimed at the eyeballs, neck, heart and other vital parts. After the werewolf leader fell, she waved the rapier indifferently and shook off the blood dripping from the tip of the sword.

A line of victory settlement automatically floated through Ye Zhi's mind. Do you feel it? What is Michaela's sharp blade...

The setting sun is like blood.

As night was about to fall, the caravan camped in an abandoned watchtower, waiting for sunrise before setting off again.

The auxiliary staff of the team set up a big pot and cooked food, with smoke rising up.

The wolf girl Lena took the initiative to come to Ye Zhi's side and said with a smile: "How do you feel about the first day? It's not too late to regret it now and rush back to Morning Frost Ridge. Once you reach the Absolute Ridge Mountains, I won't be able to send anyone to escort you back."

Ye Zhi smiled slightly: "I feel good. I am looking forward to this trip to the North."

Lena didn't ask why Ye Zhi had to go to the North. She thought everyone had their own secrets. She glanced at the woman in the eagle helmet beside her and said, "Are you interested in this watchtower?"

Hildre's eyes from under his eagle helmet kept looking at the walls and ruins, and he whispered:

"This watchtower is where the Golden Lion King and the Iron Arm King fought the battle of Morning Frost Ridge. Although the Golden Lion won a great victory at that time, this place has been gradually abandoned. It's a pity for this strategic location..."

"I've often heard that Lord Hildreth has extraordinary vision and vision," Lena invited. "You must be proficient in King's Chess as well. Why don't you play a game with me before dinner?"

King's Chess, according to legend, is a chess game invented by the Black Knight, the god of strategy, and its rules are exactly the same as those of chess.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Hildre's face, and he left on the pretext of being alert to his surroundings.

Lena was a little confused and turned around and asked, "Young Master Ye Zhi, did what I said just now offend her?"

Ye Zhi smiled awkwardly... It's not your fault. After all, no one knows that Xilude is a bad chess player.

Her chess character was so bad that after losing, she would pick up the chessboard and hit the person!

The night is dark.

The night was dark, and several sentries were on guard in the camp under the watchtower.

The priestess in black clothes and black robes hid her face in the outer perimeter of the camp, her eyes fixed on the tent. After half a day of observation, the priestess was able to conclude that the noble boy with luxurious clothes and handsome appearance did not have extraordinary strength.

The festival is approaching, and we cannot allow unstable factors to enter the mountains. To do this, we need to create chaos among this caravan.

Assassination is the priesthood of the Dark Night Goddess. As an assassin who believes in the Dark Night Goddess, the priestess is extremely confident in her skills. Even a three-ring strongman cannot discover her existence.

The night concealed her whereabouts. Her body was covered by a layer of black veil-like magical power, and she came to the front of the tent silently.

The priestess held her breath and placed her hand on a corner of the curtain. Suddenly, her pupils contracted and a fierce murderous intent came from them!
The priestess was sweating all over in an instant. She quickly stepped back and heard the conversation in the tent.

"Yezhi, there's an assassin!"

"How did you know?"

"Dragonborn's intuition!"

The priestess' heart was chilled, and she was about to use her invisibility to slip away, but she saw a snow-white owl flying out of the tent.

The owl's yellow eyes were bright and sharp, as if they could detect the fluctuations of magic power, and they emitted two sharp rays of light.

It was moonlight?!

The priestess's face turned pale. Although the Moon Blade missed her target, the veil of darkness was torn by the moonlight. Her invisibility was forced to be lifted, and she was exposed for a moment!

The next moment, an even more powerful force rushed out from another tent. The priestess only remembered the last words she heard before she fell into coma.

"Hilde, leave him alive!"

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"Are you going to personally interrogate this priest of the Dark Night Sect?" Hildreth held an eagle helmet in her hand, her hair red as fire, and frowned slightly.

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "It's a good thing that the assassin came to our door. With her here, she can directly lead us to the hiding place of the Dark Night Sect."

Xilude was silent for a moment, and then said, "The followers of the Dark Night Sect have firm beliefs. Conventional methods may not be effective."

Ye Zhi: "Don't worry, I have sent someone to feed her the potion, it will take effect soon."

Hildre said: "What kind of potion is it exactly?"

Ye Zhi: "I mixed it myself, the itching potion!"

As the name suggests, the itchy potion will cause the patient to suffer from poisoning symptoms such as redness and itchiness all over the body after drinking it.

Phantom Wings players have a more popular name for this potion, called 'athlete's foot potion', which is very effective against some fast-moving bosses.

"..."

Hildreth had no objection to poisoning the assassin, but she had some doubts as to whether it would be effective.

After all, the Dark Night Goddess is the priest of poisons, and most of her believers minor in poisonology and are good at resisting potions.

She then followed Yeats into the interrogation tent.

The Dark Night Priestess had her hands tied behind her back on a chair, her body twisting constantly, her face covered with red spots, and she cried bitterly:

"Please, give me the antidote. I swear, I will do whatever you say!"

Hild was silent, glanced at Ye Zhi who was standing beside him and looked as if he had expected this, and a sense of respect inexplicably rose in his heart.

He could actually use poison to pry open the mouths of Dark Night believers.

This Lord is good at torturing people...

"In my hometown, there is an old saying that goes, 'He who knows the current situation is a hero.'"

Ye Zhi said: "As long as you tell me the purpose of the assassination and the plan of your Dark Night Sect, I will not only give you the antidote, but also a huge reward!"

Under coercion and inducement, the Dark Night Priest told a plot that roughly matched Yeats' memory: the Dark Night Sect was going to carry out a living sacrifice, the purpose of the sacrifice was to gain the favor of the Dark Night Goddess and thus obtain the power bestowed by God.

To this end, the Dark Night Bishop ordered his men to poison and kidnap civilians from the surrounding villages, preparing to offer a blood sacrifice in order to beg the Dark Night Goddess to cast her gaze...

Ye Zhi smiled coldly.

No one, cat or dog, is worthy of praying to God for strength.

We have to wipe them out in one fell swoop, get some gold coins and equipment, and then get rewards from the kingdom!
After leaving the tent, Ye Zhi discussed with Hilde, "I wonder if you are interested in doing a business?"

Xilude naturally understood and announced the dividend: "70% to 30%."

Ye Zhi: "Why am I only 70%?"

Hildesh remained silent, staring at Yeats.

Yeats: "Three successes are three successes..."

He who knows the current affairs is a hero!

(End of this chapter)