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"It makes sense." Commander Odus agreed. "Besides, we should also thoroughly find out the details of this foreign upstart. Senator Candrick, I heard that your eldest son Mikros organized A mercenary group named Silver Raven is very good at gathering information. Why not leave this task to them? "

"Damn old fox!"

Candrick cursed angrily in his heart. Odus saw that his attitude towards the Vizeme Manor was a little too gentle, and was preparing to use Mikros to push the Selkirk family to the front line of confrontation.

But in this case, there is no way to directly resist the commander's order, so he can only bite the bullet and agree: "I will discuss this matter with Miklos personally."

"I hope the tiger father has no sons, and Miklos can take this opportunity to show off himself." Odus said with an expression of "I am very optimistic about your son", and then said to other members of the Business Council, "In view of the strength shown by the other party It is too powerful, and you are not allowed to act without permission before collecting further information, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.

At the same time, we impose an economic blockade on him and cut off all business contacts with him. I want him to have money but not be able to buy any supplies. I will see how he develops. "

This is also a common method used by Sambian businessmen, and they have this strength.

As long as their merchant council issues an order, not only Sambian merchants will respond, but even those merchants who have business dealings with Sambia will also have to respond.

Candrick couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This economic blockade came a little too late.

If it is placed before the ghost wine auction, or if the auction is directly disrupted, it may put huge pressure on the other party.

But now, people's various resources are piled up like mountains, and many of them are transported there personally.

With the current blockade, it will be difficult to see any results within three or two years.

This kind of trouble can certainly not be said now. They can only respond to the orders with other members of the Business Council, but only they themselves know what Xiao Jiujiu is fighting in their stomachs.

"That's it for today." The commander waved his hand and ended the emergency meeting.

This military conflict in the Land of Three Rivers just gave the citizens of Sambia some more stories to talk about after dinner and tea, especially the Nine Rings of Revenge Storm and the Dragon Slaying.

Gavin has also officially changed from an unknown little person to a little trouble worthy of facing up to.

That's all.

They are only here for a while now and have no way to eat him.

Gavin wanted to have an impact on them and Sambia, but he was far from qualified.

Even if he is sitting at the intersection of three rivers with an excellent geographical location, and Sambia's merchant ships pass by, does he still have the guts to stop it?

In that case, they can send out an army of mercenaries in an honest and upright manner.

What really keeps the businessmen and parliamentarians in Sambia awake at night is that a piece of fat meat is placed in front of their homes. They can see it but cannot eat it.

The mercenaries captured by Sir Griffin Hill also had sleepless nights because they were worried about their future fate.

After they were captured, they were stripped of all their equipment, leaving only their personal clothing, and were driven to a new village under construction.

The newly built sewer system in the new village came in handy and was used as a temporary prison location.

These sewers are dug very deep, a full three meters and two meters wide. They are all embedded in the stone layer, and the sides are piled up. The rocks coming out from below make these tunnels appear deeper.

When these mercenary prisoners were driven into these tunnels, no one paid attention to them, and their hands and feet were not even bound.

In the absence of special shackles, so many people gathered together, even if they were tied, they could help each other untie them, so there was no need to worry about it.

Although the clothes are thin, it is midsummer in July, and the temperature and cold are not unbearable. What is terrible is the mosquitoes and flies, especially the former ones, which are in groups. They are not afraid of people at all and will move up when they see people. Pounce, slap him, and his hands are covered with blood.

They could only rely on the rock walls of the sewer to drive each other away.

"Why is there such a big rocky tunnel here? What do they want to do here? They don't want to bury us alive, do they?"

"Definitely not. Such a deep and long tunnel cannot be dug out in a day and a half even if they have the help of a large number of enlightenment trees. Who would prepare a tomb for the enemy in advance."

"I just took a closer look. These rock tunnels are dug horizontally and vertically, much like the sewer lines in towns. The excavated stones were not discarded randomly, but were processed very neatly and stacked neatly. If I could guess Yes, they want to build a village and a town here.”

"Build a village or a town? The area here is not small. If a village or town is built, it will not be a matter of accommodating hundreds of people. It can accommodate thousands of people. Do they have such a large population?"

"This is not a problem for us to worry about. You should still worry about whether you can survive until tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, if they want to kill us, they don't need to spend so much effort at all. They can just kill us on the spot by the river. At least for a short time, our lives are not safe."

"Not necessarily. Didn't you see that the one who subdued us was clearly a ghost knight transformed by a drow, no, it should be a ghost wizard. When we were driven away from the battlefield, she was casting a spell to manipulate the dead, summoning all the souls of the dead, transforming them into ghosts, and leading them to the direction of the manor. Maybe, this is the fate that awaits us."

"Hiss... Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? You can't see it wrong. It wasn't just me who saw it at the time. Those people walking behind also saw it."

"Yes, I saw it too!"

"I saw it too!"

"Those damn merchants lied to us, saying that the ghost manor was haunted, but it was just a trick to scare people. Many people went in to see it, but it turned out that there were not only ghost knights here, but also the ability to transform the dead into ghosts. We should let those bastards come and see for themselves, no, turn them into ghosts directly."

"It's not that they lied to you, but we were all deceived by that Sir Griffin Hill. After the ghost wine auction, I I have been to the ghost manor myself. It is true that the effect inside is just a combination of various music, screams, illusions, magic and other effects to scare people. I really didn't see any ghosts. "

"How do you know that what you see inside is an illusion? Not a real ghost?"

"(⊙o⊙)... Do you mean that the illusion is not a real illusion, but a ghost disguised as an illusion?"

"It is very likely that the minds of these big shots are bad, and they are full of bad water!"

"Then what should we do now? If it doesn't work, let's run away! It's not enough to rely on those dozens of enlightened trees alone. It's easy for us to get out of here together!"

"Hush... Keep your voice down. There are indeed only dozens of enlightened trees, but how can you be sure that there are no hidden spirits around you? There were so many entanglements before, which means that there are many spirits here. Maybe they can see our conversation clearly now!"

"Hiss..."

The mercenaries around couldn't help but take a breath and fell into silence.

Because this is not just a simple guess, but a very likely thing.

The mercenary, who could be called sober in the world, said quietly: "The most important thing is, how do we leave here after we escape? Are you going to go back from the upper reaches of the Asaba River? Or walk through hundreds of kilometers of wilderness and return to Sambia? Whether it is the former or the latter, you should listen to the movement outside first!"

The howling of wolves became the background of his speech.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Aqir..." The mercenary just said his name and realized that something was wrong, because the voice did not come from the side, but from the top of his head, and it was a strange voice.

The other party was not a captured mercenary.

The mercenary jumped up from the ground, looked up at the sound, and couldn't help but take a breath.

In the reflection of the dawn light, a figure gradually emerged from nothing. What came into view was a young, clean, handsome face, slightly thin, not really thin, but caused by the face shape of an elf, tall and strong, like a cheetah.

He exuded an invisible charm all over his body, which made people relax and settle down.

Many people recognized his identity instantly.

Gavin * Nott, the Lord of Griffin Hill, the owner of Vizeme Manor, the dragon slayer, and the person who could decide their life and death.

Under the halo of many identities, his identity instantly became extremely tall, an existence that they had to look up to.

No one knew how long he had been standing by the tunnel, and how much of their previous conversation had been heard by the other party, and they were worried.

"Achir * Laen greeted the Lord." The mercenary who introduced himself knelt on one knee and expressed his submission and respect to Gavin.

Those who could see Gavin followed suit.

"Very good." Gavin nodded and said, "I hope that you will be as clear-headed as you are now, and recognize what choice is the best for you."

After leaving these incoherent words, the energy dragon wings stretched out and took him into the air. When he rose to about ten meters, the combat armor had been put on, emitting a dazzling white light, covering the light of dawn.

He attracted the attention of all the captured mercenaries and slowly said, "Since you have chosen to accept the employment and attack my territory, you must be prepared to fail in the battle and pay the price.

But I am a kind person and can now offer you a new choice.

Accept my employment and work for me for three years. After three years, you can come and go freely.

During these three years, food and accommodation will be provided, and the commission will be calculated according to the market price of Odulin. Different types of work will enjoy different prices. Farmers have farmers' prices, experts have experts' money, and if they are excellent craftsmen or warriors, the price will be higher.

The salary will be paid once a month, but it will not be paid to you, but directly to your family.

So, wait a minute, when you fill in the address of your family, it must be true, otherwise the salary will not be delivered, or it will be delivered to the wrong person, and you will bear the consequences.

Now is the free question time, feel free to ask any questions, even if it is excessive, I will forgive you."

One thousand eight hundred people sounds like a lot, but the management of the group and the crowd together only occupy three or four hundred meters of the sewer passage.

With a little use of magical power, Gavin's voice was loud enough to reach everyone's ears.

His words were like a heavy bomb, which exploded among the captured mercenaries, and their breathing became heavier.

The hiring price of Odulin alone was enough to be significant.

Where is Odulin?

The capital of Sembia.

Among the six core cities of Sembia, the only inland city, the most populous and the busiest city.

Legend has it that you will never have trouble finding a job.

Unless there is one thing, that is, you are too lazy.

The commission price is 30% higher than that of the other five major cities, and several times higher than that of rural towns.

And the hiring price of Sembia is one of the highest standards not only in the surrounding area, but also in the entire Falling Star Sea.