Ryan's Sword

Chapter 4, Act [-], The Source of Money

"Good day, Mr. Ian."

"Hello, Mr. Ian."

"Good morning, Mr. Ian."

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Going down the stairs from the guest room to the lobby of the hotel, Ian received many positive greetings along the way.In fact, all the residents of this hotel are members of the Golden Oak Leaf Trading Company, because the rich and powerful businessman Keir has taken over the entire hotel as a matter of course.

Most of the people here witnessed the scene of Ian cutting off the stone pier with his sword yesterday, and most of those who were not present had heard about Ian's deeds.Judging from the sharp eyes of these members of the chamber of commerce who often traveled north and south, the sword at that time was definitely not something that warriors of the white rank could slash, and even many warriors who had stepped into the iron rank could not cut the entire stone pier so cleanly. Two breaks.

Even if the senior fighters of the Iron Rank are included in the formal combat personnel establishment of the Chamber of Commerce, they must at least be classified as a squad leader. Therefore, even if everyone is not familiar with this seemingly half-sized boy, they all showed enough Respect—the caravan’s journey has never been smooth sailing, and no one knows whether it will need help from others in the dangers that may occur in the future.

Power is status.

Ian was very aware of this, so he accepted everyone's kindness frankly, and he was not flattered by it, let alone lost his composure.

When he went down to the hall, a waiter had already guided him to sit down in an empty seat, and quickly brought him a steaming breakfast.A generous portion of ham and bacon bread, fresh fruit and vegetable salad, and a mug of warm ale. This is a standard high-calorie food, which is enough to satisfy the appetites of soldiers who are comparable to big eaters—one of these clever waiters He was better informed than the other, so he didn't give Ian a breakfast for ordinary members of the chamber of commerce because of his slightly immature appearance.

"It's nice to have money!"

Ian muttered with emotion in a voice that only he could hear, apparently the fragrant food had successfully whetted his appetite.

After a hearty meal, Ian hiccupped happily to find two new reminders refreshed in his field of vision.

"Hint: You have eaten 'Stone Beetle Inn's special ham and bacon bread (lower level)', life +10%, duration 180s"

"Reminder: You have eaten 'Fresh Fruit and Vegetable Salad (lowest level)', energy recovery speed +5%, duration 60s"

The food recognized by the system as a restoration product tasted much better than ordinary food, and Ian was very satisfied with such a breakfast.After drinking the remaining ale in the glass, he got up and walked out of the hotel.

There are still three days before the Golden Oak Leaf Chamber of Commerce travels. During these three days, the Chamber of Commerce will continue their recruitment work.So for a temporary guard like Ian, this free time is a vacation. He only needs to wait until three days later and set off with the caravan. There is nothing else that needs to be done by him.

After all, in the town of Ryan where the city guards are stationed, the safety of the Golden Oak Leaf Chamber of Commerce does not need to be worried about the safety of a temporary guard like him.

How to spend this vacation has become a question Ian is currently thinking about.

Three days is not the time for a wild adventure.Generally speaking, an adventure with normal income will take at least a week, because it takes a lot of time to go back and forth in the forest. If you are too in a hurry, you will definitely not be able to go deep into the truly valuable adventure area , then the benefits of this adventure cannot be guaranteed.

Excluding the option of taking risks, the options with the highest returns before Ian are nothing more than missions, dungeons, and the alchemy he has mastered.However, considering his current adventure level, the rewards marked by the single-player adventure missions he received are basically mosquito legs; he has not heard of any top-quality dungeons in the novice dungeons scattered around Rob Town. The output of props; as for alchemy... Those precision instruments and various alchemy materials are also a big expense, at least Ian is absolutely unable to handle it right now.

Now, Ian, who wanted to take advantage of the three days to earn some extra money, was completely in trouble.

The remuneration advanced to the Golden Oak Leaf President Keyer has already been spent, and Ian needs to earn some money to fill his empty pocket.After all, no matter what time, money is indispensable.

There has always been a saying in China that the poor are rich in martial arts, and this is still common in Ryan.It is absolutely impossible for a fighter to lack money in the process of growing up. Apart from the necessary weapons and equipment, just the large amount of meat that is required for every meal can cover all the income of an ordinary family for a whole year.Just imagine, if a soldier can't even fill his stomach, where will he have the strength to go into battle and kill the enemy?

So for Ian, making money has been a top priority for a long time.

"The normal way doesn't seem to work, so..."

Ian, who was walking on the street, folded his hands on his chest, looked around aimlessly, and finally stopped under a wooden sign with swords and axes intersecting.

"That's right, why did I forget this, for PVP players, isn't 'fighting black boxing' the most comfortable way to earn pocket money!"

As he spoke, Ian's eyes lit up, and he stood still and continued to ponder.

"Although Rob Town is set as a novice village, its scale has reached the standard of an ordinary town. In this way, there must be no mistake in the existence of special facilities such as the black market and the underground arena. Considering the upper limit of the novice area, then The highest-level opponent you may encounter here... the iron rank, well, the opponent who has the fighting spirit is not easy to deal with..."

Ian frowned while talking to himself, but soon, his brows relaxed again.Although it spans one rank, the gap between the white rank and the iron rank is undoubtedly the smallest among the adjacent ranks.Although the strength of fighters who have mastered the fighting spirit will be improved by leaps and bounds, for Ian, this is not an insurmountable moat, especially after he has mastered a sufficient level of median swordsmanship, the swordsmanship far exceeds the normal level. Cheng and his own combat experience are enough to make up for the gap in rank and rank.

"Then it's a happy decision!"

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Just after noon, the street market in Robe Town quickly became lively.

The well-fed hooligans stared at the rich people walking on the street. Their tricky eyes could even find the location of the wallet through their coats and robes.

Crossing the streets and alleys, Ian crossed the affluent business district and the crowded civilian area, and came to a chaotic neighborhood full of shacks amidst the attention of passers-by on the street.

This is the slums of Robe Town.

dirty!chaos!Difference!
The first impression formed by these three words appeared in Ian's mind.

The overflowing sewage exudes a pungent smell, garbage and filth can be seen everywhere in every corner of the street, and the unplanned shacks are crowded one by one, barely leaving a road for cars and horses to move forward .From time to time, in the small alley formed by the gaps in the dilapidated shack, a few unkempt little heads poked out, blinking their innocent and bright eyes, watching Ian's passing figure.

This poignant scene did not elicit pity from Ian, who knew exactly what kind of place this was.These poor children who are accompanied by diseases and hunger all day long are actually the eyes and ears cultivated by the gangsters here, and they pass on any intelligence messages to the targets that can be attacked.As for older children, they may go to other neighborhoods to become full-time thieves.

It's not that these children are inherently evil. In such an environment, they must unconditionally serve the adult hooligans in exchange for the bread in their hands.Whatever they are told to do, they must do.Otherwise, the only end for these children is to become starved corpses on street corners and in stinky gutters.

Lynn came here just passing by, and his destination was the hidden black market entrance in the slums.Only by entering that place beyond the reach of the law can he find the underground arena that can bring him extra money.

However, in the eyes of street gangsters, Ian, who has put on brand new equipment, is undoubtedly a well-dressed rich man.So, not long after entering the slum, an irresistible thief's hand sneaked towards his waist.

With a "snap", Ian, who felt something strange behind him, slapped his backhand. This precise slap slapped away the dirty hand that was trying to reach into his pocket, and at the same time dragged a thin young man into his pocket. in front of him.Immediately, Ian kicked out mercilessly, and his thick-soled cowhide boots kicked heavily on the thief's stomach, knocking him to the ground with just one blow.

The passers-by who watched coldly on the street started to commotion. Led by a few big men with hideous faces, the surrounding gangsters who pretended to be passers-by tended to surround him.

However, at this time, Ian pulled out the long sword at his waist with a "clang", and swung it down without blinking——During the half month spent in the forest of Yilan, he had always been around. He fought a bloody path among the wild beasts, and after encountering life threats countless times, he had long since lost any thought of mercy towards the enemy.

"what--"

The thief fell to the ground and grabbed his bloody right hand and howled in pain. Ian shook his hand to shake off the blood on the tip of the sword, and said in a calm but unquestionable voice: "This time, only one hand will be crippled. Hand out the claws, that's the head." As he spoke, he slowly wiped off the blood stained on the sword on the thief's body, then put the sword back into its sheath, turned and left without looking back.

Facing the bright sword light, the glaring bloodstains, and the example still struggling on the ground, the ferocious hooligans backed away without hesitation.After all, they were just a group of ordinary people wandering the streets. It was okay to bully good citizens, but they had absolutely no chance of winning against a real fighter.

In this neighborhood where the city guards are too lazy to patrol, big fists are the last word.

Ian showed his strength, and all the eyes that were about to move in the darkness quietly disappeared.

For the rest of the journey he ran into no more trouble.

Walking through the winding road, Ian found a secret passage leading to the black market beside a dark sewer. Of course, this is not a formal way to enter the black market.Generally speaking, if you want to enter a city's black market, you need to find bars, casinos, or brothels deep in the market, and bribe the guards or incisions to enter the black market through the hidden passages of those shops.However, as an outsider, Ian is an out-and-out old fritter. The slum tunnel he is looking for does not need to spend money, nor does he need to spend energy on tasks like a novice to collect incisions. This is the old player of Azure. Believed in the code of conduct -

Where you can spend money, you will definitely not pay a dime.

　PS: Two chapters are here

　　
　
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