Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 56

2021-01-23

Chapter 56 Reunion with Benwei

The person wearing a big hat and bowing his head Entered the stables where the officers were tethering their horses. All the way to inquire about the name of Winters · Montagne, was directed to the side of Winters.

Winters didn't recognize the face, but someone called him by his last name.

"You are Mr. Montagne?"

"Do I know you?" Winters became wary.

"I'm a friend of Ben Venuto, and I'm sending him a message."

Hearing Ben Venuto's name, Winters hurriedly led the person to the horse. No one outside the shed.

According to cripple, a group of Monta people were digging three feet to find Benwei, but the friend reported Benwei's name directly in front of others.

"What message, say it." Winters couldn't help reminding the other party: "Someone is looking for your friend, don't mention his name casually. If someone who has a heart hears this name, you can follow you. Find him."

"No way, the Monta people are so good. I helped deliver many letters, and never made a mistake." The Ben Venuto messenger thought himself Experienced, quite disapproving of Winters' reminder.

Seeing the disapproving smile of the messenger, Winters roared in the heart: "The Wan people just don't have the slightest sense of keeping secrets!"

There are countless military deceptions in this world. After passing the enemy's spies and scouts, it was ultimately lost because of the tips from the shepherds and woodcutters.

Never underestimate the intelligence capabilities of the masses, an important lesson Winters learned in his war history class.

But apparently it didn't make any sense to talk to the messenger, and Winters asked directly, "What message did he ask you to give me?"

"Benway says he's fine now, Be safe, so you don't have to worry about him. He'll find you when the storm is over."

"Where does he live now?" Winters thought.

The messenger answered without hesitation: "I live in my house."

......

Two hours later, a small village on the outskirts of the city In the small courtyard, Ben Venuto is chopping wood.

His shirt hangs aside, shirtless, his upper body tanned from working on the dock all year round. He is not fat, nor does he have that kind of strong tendon meat, and he looks lean. But when he swung the axe, others could see the power contained in this body from the sinews of the Coiled Dragon that appeared on his body.

Benwei is in charge of swinging the axe. Another little boy was in charge of placing the sawn logs on the stakes. The two people have a clear division of labor and cooperate skillfully. The chopped firewood has been neatly and tidy under the eaves to form a wall.

"Benwei, look who I brought you." The courtyard door was pushed open with a creak, and there was the happy voice of the owner of this small courtyard.

Following the messenger, Winters came in with a horse.

"Why are you here?" Ben Wei's surprise was beyond words.

Winters strode up to a bear hug: "It's a long story."

Benway's courier and owner of this small courtyard warmly greeted the family's mother-in-law The Winters are ready to eat and drink, and the Vine, though not very conspiratorial, are generous and hospitable, loyal to family and friends.

Most of the residents of this small village were Wan people who fled to Veneta to escape the war more than 20 years ago, so it is no wonder that Ben Venuto is hiding here.

"Just you here?" Winters asked. No matter how you look at it, this small courtyard can't live in Benwei's family.

"My younger brother and I live here." Benwei moved a stool for Winters and said plainly: "The old people have been sent to other places to kiss the Qi Family."

The two of them sat under the shade of the tree in the corner of the small courtyard. The owner of the courtyard called his son into the house and avoided it kindly. Only Winters and Benwei were left in the courtyard in front of the house.

It just rained last night. After the sun came out, the stagnant water was dried a little bit, and the outside was hot and humid like a steamer. Under the mottled tree shadow, Benwei held a large jug to pour water for Winters.

"You're not safe here at all. This friend is a nice guy, but also a terrible messenger. He's too careless. Your enemies can easily find you." Winters straight to the point.

Without time to greet each other, Winters checked the defenses of the small courtyard from an officer's point of view: "This courtyard is too low, it's on the edge of the village, and it doesn't even have a dog. At night. What if someone touches you and your brother?"

Benwei handed the water cup to Winters: "It's alright, the Wan people in this village are all related to my family, as long as there is a face in the village to show me You can get the news right away. With their protection, I'm safe, don't worry."

"The safer you think you are, the more dangerous you are." Paralyzed by the sense of security: "This small courtyard is not in the village, but on the edge of the village. If I bring people here, fast in and out, the people in the village will not have time to react."

Benway said with a smile: "Don't think too much about those Monta people. Whether they are Monta people or Palatine people, they are actually just like us Vine people, they are just a group of dockers with a little strength."

"The more you think about it, the more dangerous it is," Winters said worriedly.

"Okay, then my younger brother and I will move to the innermost house in the village." Ben Wei didn't really care.

Winters sighed, the client was not in a hurry, and it was useless for others to panic, but at least it would be safer to live in another house. He added: "It's better to change places every day, so that others can't figure out where you are."

"Okay, okay." Ben Wei reluctantly dealt with Winters.

The two were silent for a while, only to hear the toad gu gu in the small pond outside the yard,
"I heard about the dock." He opened his mouth and said, "When will you be working on the pier?"

Benwei leaned gently on the tree trunk, looked towards the distance, and said, "It's not a few years, anyway, my dad It wasn't like this when I was working at the wharf... In fact, in the final analysis, it was for the purpose of grabbing a job. Over the years, more and more people have flocked to Hailan. Although the work at the wharf is hard, it can be done with strength, so the competition is becoming more and more fierce. Malicious The price reduction is light, and it is common for people to be maimed in the alleys. If you don’t hold a group, you will be bullied by the group, forcing people to hold a group.”

“You are creating an oppression for yourself. This kind of..." Winters bit his lip and didn't know which word to use: "...gang, organization, society, whatever you want to call it. Although now we only form a group to avoid being bullied, but in the future, it will definitely deteriorate and become a gang. The monster who violently sucks your blood."

"Yes, it has already begun to show signs of this." Benwei said with a self-deprecating laugh: "But after the dock was divided into several sites, the porters were divided among the porters. The malicious price reduction was only ended. Outsiders are not allowed to rush to the dock to rob lives, and the porters earn more money. Even rogue order is better than no order."

"Forget it. , Why do we two talk so far? This is something that the customs have to worry about, and it has nothing to do with me." Winters restrained his smile and asked Benwei seriously: "How do you Wann people want to end this matter? Hide? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Benway laughed and patted Winters' shoulders: "It's okay, you're taking it too seriously, it's not a war between two countries. Monta The thunder is loud, the rain is small, and the shouting is loud, in fact, to take up more space. When this thing subsides, I don't have to hide."

Winters frowned said: "As far as I know, The Zhimonta people have bought a lot of real guys and a dozen matchlock guns, and they really want to take revenge."

According to cripple, usually only sticks are used in dock fights, not Bladed weapons, let alone muskets.

Dock workers are not soldiers. Fighting is nothing more than robbing, not killing people, and they don't want to make things worse. cripple believes that the Monta people are real this time, and the purpose is not pure. It is very likely that they want to make a big blow to the other two groups and monopolize the dock.

"Don't worry, we also have guns. In fact, taking guns out is just to scare people, and there is no lead in it." Ben Wei angrily punched his thigh: "These Monta people have all these in their minds. There's something wrong! It's our Wan people who are to blame for the death of our own people, and they insist that it was my family who killed them, really..."

"Uh, it's really not you and your younger brother. Do you have a moving hand?" Winters suddenly found a blind spot.

Although the Vine people do not admit it, whether it is cripple, Field, Moritz or Winters believe that Benway and his brothers killed the leader of the Monta people.

Because...it's all too reasonable. There are nearly two hundred homicides in this city every year, of which vendetta accounts for one third.

Enemies meet, draw swords and stab each other, which is a very common thing in Hailan City.

Revenge is the simplest emotion of human beings, and the culture of revenge is a culture shared by all human beings. Although the law relegated the power of vengeance to the ruling class, in the "Barbarian Desolate Land" south of the shaded mountain range, blood vengeance was still held in high esteem by the majority.

Benvenuto avenged and murdered Uncle. Although he violated the law, the citizens of Seablue City would still applaud him.

But just now, just a few seconds ago, this was not what Benwei meant.

"Of course not!" Ben Wei's tone was extremely helpless: "I did plan to avenge Uncle with my younger brothers, but Scar's death really has nothing to do with us. Sigh."

"Of course not!" p>

"Not you?"

"Of course."

"Neither your brother?"

"The night Scar died, My whole family is keeping the Uncle's wake, it must not be done by my younger brothers."

"Then what..."

Benway sighed: "That's the biggest problem, Everyone thinks that my family killed the big scar for revenge. Not only the Monta people, but the Vine people also believe this, even my distant relatives think so, no matter how I explain it. "

There's no need for Benway to lie to Winters, especially about this one. Because although Winters originally thought it was Ben Wei's hand, he was still on Ben Wei's side, and Ben Wei understood this.

So since Benvenuto said it wasn't him who killed the Monta, in Winters' view, it really wasn't him.

"Then this matter is not going to turn into a bad debt?"

Benwei groaned: "It doesn't really matter, even if the scar doesn't die, I will avenge Uncle. In fact, it didn't make a difference once, but it saved me trouble."

"The difference is big!" Winters said anxiously: "If this matter falls on you, you will be sentenced to exile if you don't talk about it. ."

"I can't get this on my head." Benway said with a smile: "My neighbors are all my witnesses. It's because I can't get the sheriff to get me up. Sent to trial, Montagne would be so eager to seek revenge from me. And I didn't do this in the first place, and I would never admit it."

"Is there anything I can do to help? "Anything." Winters asked, "Anything."

"It's okay, I don't need anything right now, I don't have to go to work, it's alright."

Winters looked Benway in the eyes, Seriously and solemnly, "If you didn't save me at the dock that day, I would have drowned, and I owe you my life. Anything...anything I can do, as long as you say it, my friend."

The word "any", Winters bites especially hard.

Benway understood what Winters meant, he smiled and punched Winters' knee: "Do we still need to talk about repayment? I'm a bit of a mess. speaking of which, I really have something I want to ask you."

"You said."

"Is your workshop still there?"

"Still, my little Uncle is in charge now."

"Can you help me get an apprenticeship?"

"Of course! I'll vouch for it, and I'll promise Uncle." Winters patted his chest.

"It's not that I want to be an apprentice, I want my Third Brother to be an apprentice." Ben Wei quickly explained: "He also studied Lu You and graduated this year, but unfortunately he can't go to Jade City. I I don't want him to work on the wharf, and it would be great if you could guarantee him to be an apprentice."

The skilled craftsmen are the middle-income class in this society, they rely on technology to make money, Neither depend on the sky like the peasants, nor are they criticized and scorned like the merchant class. It is the envy of most purely manual workers.

But handicraftsmen are not what they want to be. In Veneta, associations from all walks of life since ancient times have monopolized access to all industries by paying a lot of taxes.

A person who only knows how to work as a carpenter can't be a carpenter. At most, he can only make some furniture for his own home. Only full members of a carpenter's guild can openly sell woodwork and provide woodworking services to others.

The same is true for other industries.

In this way, artisans limit the number of people entering the market and avoid excessive competition. In fact, not only handicrafts, but also merchants did the same thing through commercial guilds.

And if you want to become a full member of the guild, you need to become an apprentice of a full member first. After five to seven years of apprenticeship, you can bring the master with you when you are an apprentice. Tools automatically become full members of the guild.

The apprenticeship period is extremely difficult, because many craftsmen have extremely bad tempers, advocate stick education, beat and scold at every turn, and the apprentices have no wages. But it's a surefire way to break into a lucrative industry that many don't want.

"Otherwise, you can go to my workshop too. The work on the dock is very hurtful to the body and can't be done for a lifetime." Winters is sincerely thinking of his own prestige. Ben Wei is the same age as him, nineteen years old this year, it is not too late to be an apprentice at this age.

"I won't go." Ben Weidan said with a smile: "The apprentice has no wages, and I still have a big family. It's enough to have my younger brother to be an apprentice. I'm just worried about this. The kid can't bear the pain of being an apprentice."

"Don't worry, I will ask Giovanni to take care of your younger brother." Winters remembered a serious matter: "By the way, I have something to ask you. You were there when the pier was sunk, right?"

"Present."

"The person who sank the pier was not a black robed man, but dressed like a man. It's a dock worker, do you have an impression?"

Ben Willem nodded with a smile: "Of course I have an impression, it's the Monta."

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