Syndicate is a robber. Sometimes he works as a bandit, sometimes as a pirate, sometimes as a smuggler, and sometimes as a helper for some big shots who don't want to reveal their identity, doing some work that is not suitable for others to know.
He doesn't care what he does, as long as he can make money, it doesn't matter what he does.
Privately, he calls himself a "capitalless gentleman". The former is a metaphor for his identity, and the latter flaunts his style of doing things.
Among his peers, he is indeed considered a rather gentlemanly figure. Every time when "making a deal", as long as the other party is willing to surrender, even if they are still fighting one moment, he will restrain his subordinates to let the opponent go the next moment. At first, the subordinates were very dissatisfied, but as the reputation gradually spread, fewer and fewer people were willing to fight to the death with them. Some even offered money to pay for their passage after seeing their flag more than once.
He also has a standard for those who are willing to give money for traveling. As long as the money can allow the brothers to eat and drink together, it is not worth fighting for more money. Because he always believes that there is endless money to be made, but reliable brothers are not so easy to find.
As a result, his "business" grew bigger and bigger, and gradually became the largest group in the border area between the Blue Moon Kingdom and the Qianquan Kingdom. Some people even began to respectfully call him the "Mountain King".
To be honest, Syndicate doesn't like this title at all. He was lucky enough to enter the ancient elf temple in the ancient forest and received advice from the immortal elder. At that time, the elder warned him not to be greedy, not to be in the limelight, but to make a fortune quietly. He believed this deeply and has always adopted it as his motto.
His ideal is to be an unknown robber and earn enough money to find a chance to clear his name. Then become a small noble in the mainland, spend the rest of your life peacefully, and leave enough descendants to pass the family down from generation to generation. It was not until many, many years later that later generations of descendants who were keen on studying the history of their ancestors found out his origins from the fragments of dusty records, and were stunned...
Now it seems that this ideal is probably going to come to nothing, and he is very depressed.
Recently, he received news from an old acquaintance who he had worked with in the past, saying that the bandit business, especially the business of big bandits, will be more difficult to do in the future, and shipping channels will become a crucial part of the business. This made him a little confused and didn't understand why.
Most robbers don't like to rob goods. Firstly, they run slowly with the goods and leave too many traces, making it easy to be caught up or found. Secondly, they have to find a way to sell the stolen goods after they get them. When selling the stolen goods, they often I couldn't buy a single silver coin for something worth gold coins, so I suffered a huge loss.
In contrast, it is much more convenient to grab money directly. Even precious gems are not as reliable as money.
Of course, if you can grab some precious magic props, it will be much more cost-effective than robbing money. Magic props are easy to sell, and the price is often not deliberately lowered when sold. They are the best hard currency.
Of course, the syndicate is not exempt from this custom. All along, when he buys road money, the cash money is calculated based on three times the price of the goods - or to put it another way, if the goods are given without money, three times the goods can be worth twice the money. . If possible, he would rather ask for money than goods, even though he has good channels for selling stolen goods.
For example, this time.
He led about ten people and lurked in a deliberately dug depression on the hillside. He was covered in grass-covered raincoats, which looked like ordinary grass. As long as they don't use magic, no one can discover them.
The place where he ambush is quite spacious and not dangerous at all. No spellcaster would be crazy enough to use detection magic in such a place.
For this business, he prepared five days in advance. The manpower and material resources he spent alone felt like it was worth hundreds of gold coins.
But it was worth it. As far as he knew, "Dragon Tail" Trading Company had just recently transported a large amount of goods to Buyi City, but it did not buy many goods from the city. This means that they either bring a large amount of cash, or high-value gems or magic props. No matter which one, they are worthy of his efforts or even his own action.
Time gradually passed, and the sun gradually turned westward, but Syndicate and his brothers were still lying on the ground motionless, as if they had turned into piles of soil covered with weeds.
To do big business, you need to be able to keep your composure. This time he brought the most reliable old brothers. Everyone understands this and can keep his composure.
When it was about an hour before dark, two carriages came slowly. Looking at the sign on the carriage, it turned out to be a group of bumpkins who claimed that their ancestors had picked up a dragon's tail bone and used it as a mascot.
When thinking about the origin of the name of this trading company, Syndicate wanted to laugh.
But he suppressed his laughter, instead he was serious.
Dragon Tail Trading Company is not an easy character to deal with. Their ancestors also did business without capital. The reason why they were able to make a fortune back then was not at all the good luck brought by some bullshit mascot, but because they did the same thing as him. Business going to hell.
Facing such an opponent, if you don't be serious and cautious, you are really looking for death.
The carriage is not big, and if you look closely, it does not have much cargo. But he noticed that the drivers of the two carriages had a very calm temperament, and he could tell at a glance that they had considerable strength. As for the inside of the carriage... the last carriage is a freight car, and the person escorting it should be an intermediate-level warrior, so there is nothing to be afraid of. However, the fluctuation of magic power can be vaguely felt in the first carriage. I am afraid that there is a powerful mage in charge, so don't be careless!
Seeing that the carriage was about to pass by, but for some reason, a horse in the carriage in front suddenly stumbled and fell towards the roadside. The whole carriage was about to overturn, and the people on the carriage were about to be killed. Falling half to death.
This was naturally a trap designed by the Syndicate. He dug some small holes on the road. They were not big, just a little bigger than a horse's hoof. They were padded with thick paper and covered with loose soil and weeds. They looked like ordinary ground. the difference. But as long as the pack horse steps in, it will be knocked down immediately, and the entire carriage will fall down.
The people at Dragon Tail Trading Company were attacked and suddenly panicked. Two people walked out of the car in front. One was a magician wearing a fiery red robe, and the other was a ranger wearing gray soft armor. The two coachmen and the back The soldiers in the car also took out their weapons and were ready to fight.
The Syndicate nodded, lifted up the turf, and stood up alone.
He did not speak in a hurry, but took out a flag and planted it on the ground beside him.
In the evening breeze, the flag was unfurled, and a tiger sitting on the top of the mountain was majestically looking down at the people down the hillside.
"Sitting Mountain King?!" The ranger looked shocked, but then he laughed.
"You came at the wrong time this time." He smiled and took out an exquisite holy emblem, "Our firm did make a lot of money this time, but I deposited it all into the Golden Crown (Goddess of Wealth). Temple, even if you kill us, you won’t get the money.”
A few hours later, in their secret base, the Syndicate fell into deep thought.
It seems... the world has changed.
This era is no longer suitable for gentlemen without capital.
Thinking of this, he made up his mind.
Since then, the famous thief "Sitting Mountain King" active on the border between Blue Moon Kingdom and Qianquan Kingdom has disappeared without a trace. A few months later, there was a young noble named "Thomas" in the northern part of the Gold Coin Federation.