"Anyway, I won't agree..." Kefreya saw Roman's pitiful look before she finished speaking, so she had to swallow the second half of the sentence back and leave the next sentence: "I, I I'm too lazy to care about you two—"
Brando had long known that Freya was a hard-faced temper, so he poured his bag on the table early, and clanged out a few silver coins, which looked like four or five hundred Tor.
He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he had only so much money. He originally received a small handful of lower-level gems in Alberton's trophies, and sold them at Anchor for a good price, with tens of thousands of Thors. He divided the money into three parts and handed them to Roman and Freya for safekeeping, and then he remembered that his money was almost the same for the three magic materials of evening primrose, fluorescent moss and black mage in Ankeze. used up-
The combination of these three magic materials with golden acorns can produce a high-level magic potion that stimulates the will in a short period of time. It is known as a wizard's violent potion. This is a luxury item that is hard to find in the game. It is estimated that it should be more in this world. Be sought after by others.
But this thing is like the painting of the fairy princess "Dark Yao" worth a million Thor in his hand, and it is an investment that will not be effective in the short term. Especially with that painting, he found that he couldn't get rid of it at all for a while, and now he regrets giving it to Charles to do it. He had known that he would just take one or two gold and silver utensils at that time.
Such a treasure with obvious characteristics is not an easy commodity on the black market, unless he can find a more private channel. But what Brando wants to scold his mother a bit is that when he was a player, he didn't have so many worries. Players don't need to consider how the NPC feels—
He spread the money on the table one by one and sighed: "It seems I only have so much money, but Freya should have some."
"You, why did your business get on me again." Freya almost didn't come back in a breath. She stared at Brando viciously, but took out the purse: "Damn it, anyway, our travel expenses It's all inside, you, you can figure it out by yourself..."
Freya threw more than four thousand Tor in the pocket on the table, Brando was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at her in surprise.
It has been almost a month since leaving the Dragos area. Since this time, he, Roman, Bartom, the alchemist Tamar and his son have almost all eat, wear, shelter and travel in Ankerze. Leia was in charge alone, six people plus four horses, and the money for hiring a carriage. Brando took it for granted that the travel expenses he handed to Freya should not be much left, but he didn't expect that there was so much left. many!
He didn't expect Freya to be a good housekeeper, he couldn't help but think.
"You, what are you looking at?" Hearing Brando's gaze, Freya was stunned, and couldn't help but lower her head to check herself. Did she wear the wrong clothes
"It's nothing, but I think Freya is really virtuous. I don't know who is so lucky to marry such a girl in the future?" Brando looked at her and replied.
"Freya belongs to Roman." Roman smiled happily.
The face of the girl with a long ponytail was as red as the sunset, and her heart could not stop beating: "What good blessing... You, what are you talking about, such silly things."
She immediately glared at Roman again fiercely: "And you, Roman, shut up—"
It's a pity that the merchant lady had already ignored the attack. She smiled and took out a purse, as dry as Brando. She shook the empty bag and replied, "Roman doesn't have much money either."
"Damn it, where's your money!" Freya was startled and couldn't help asking immediately. Brando originally divided the money into three equal parts, but logically, this businessman eldest lady should not use money the least
"You need money to get news, Freya, and I also bought a warehouse and stocked up some wine." Roman replied honestly.
"You bought a warehouse?" Freya was startled, when
"When Freya is not paying attention."
"You have to talk about this kind of thing."
Roman thought about it for a while, and shook his index finger mysteriously: "The merchant's little secret—"
"Secret you are!" Freya was so angry that she was speechless for a while, but she also knew that Roman was like this, and the conversation was unsustainable for a while.
"Little Roman, what do you store is alcohol, not food?" Brando asked.
"Well, Brando, mainly gin and Yu Song liqueur." The merchant nodded.
Brando took a close look at the clean face in front of him—Romain stared at him with bright eyes—the girl's eyes always seemed to be filled with curiosity.
"Did you expect the war to end in July?" Finally the young man couldn't help asking.
"It's a little later, and Roman didn't expect the situation to turn so sharply, but Madara's army stopped at Dragos. I think they will find another prey? Doesn't Brando often say , The timing of the war is on the front line, and the commander of the undead should know this too—"
"But in any case, the nobles will need a celebration after the war, isn't everyone talking about it?" The merchant replied with her fingers folded.
"How do you know this, Roman?" Freya looked at her incredulously.
"The merchant's little secret." The merchant's tail was up to the sky again.
"You learned really fast." Brando couldn't help but stretched out his hand and flicked little Roman's forehead with a smug expression, letting the latter cover his forehead, raised a pair of small eyebrows and retracted, one Complaining vigorously: "No, don't play, Brando!"
But Brando thought it might have nothing to do with learning, but a kind of instinctive keenness. In any case, it is really unusual for a girl with such a talent as Little Roman.
He looked at the three pockets of cash on the table with less than 5,000 Torr for a moment, and found that there are indeed a lot of places for him to maintain his current identity after arriving at Braggs, and to realize his planned use of money step by step. Not to mention the construction of territories in the future, it will be a lot of money. As the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, and there are a large group of people under Leto who are counting on him to raise him-Brando rubbed his forehead, and found that his schedule was missing. This is a very important step. It seems that making money must be done first.
However, he didn’t expect high-end magic potions, the paintings of the princess "Dark Yao", and the endless ice earrings. The buyers of these things are in the backcountry of Golan-Elson. Can meet but not ask for.
Unless it’s in Kurk, the capital of Golan-Elsen, or the free port of Amperisel in the north, the city of Whitesail, or the capital of the kingdom, Menströss, where there are a lot of wealthy people who spend a lot of money, in the underground black market. No matter what you sell, it won't attract too many people's attention.
Brando thought about it, and his only way to make money at the moment was about alchemy besides being a sacred stick. Of course, the profit of the former is hard to say, but the risk of tying the stake is certain. So alchemy is more secure, not to mention that he has Tamar as an assistant, which is even more secure.
Anyway, those nobles are conspirators. They must like tree crystals, graveyard dust (Eberton’s spoils) and refined poisons. The extra evening primrose, black mage and fluorescent moss can also be used as some mana potions. , Presumably will be sought after by those intermediate wizards.
To determine this, he asked: "Roman, how much do you want, is one hundred thousand Thor enough?"
"One hundred thousand?" Freya was taken aback: "Brando, how can we have so much money?"
"I heard that there is a lot of money in Earl Nagin's treasury..." Brando replied, rubbing his chin.
"You, you..." The ponytail girl's face turned white. Judging from Brando's performance in Ridenberg, she was really afraid that he would really do that.
However, the merchant lady didn't worry at all, and replied heartlessly: "A little more would be better. Roman conservatively estimated that it would double it—"
"Roman, don't make trouble on the side. At any rate, persuade Brando, he plans, plans..." Freya looked around carefully, and said that she never planned to come out-she was afraid that others would hear it and immediately denounce it. The local gentry nearby, I'm afraid the three of them can't even get out of this hotel.
"Freya, Brando can be trusted." Roman replied.
"I believe you are tall!"
Freya almost didn't get angry, but she thought about it and made up her mind that she would never let Brando rob the noble's treasure house. The last time I escaped in Ridenburg was just a last resort, this time I couldn't do it anymore.
The girl finally convinced herself in her heart that she was just out of righteousness, not worried that Brando would go to the gallows.
After figuring this out, she calmed down and sat down and gave Brando a fierce look.
"By the way, what did Brando want to do when he brought everyone to this village early in the morning?" After she calmed down, she suddenly realized another problem.
The human village on this avenue seems to be nothing more than a settlement, but there are 23 households with an inn—according to Brando's words, it belongs to the kind of unnamed village where no point can be seen on the map.
But they have stayed here for half a morning.
She couldn't help but glance at Brando.
What Freya did not expect was that Brando was also a little impatient in waiting. It has been almost half an hour since he sent Battom out, but he hasn't come back yet. Could it be that he was wrong
But he looked outside through the wooden window of the hotel-it seemed that this place was right, Brando didn't think his memory had faded to the point where he couldn't even remember this kind of place. He saw the old beech tree next to the carriage on the road outside, and the style of the building behind, he was convinced that he had not come to the wrong place.
Is it too early that the person hasn't moved here yet, but isn't it said on the forum that he was there at the beginning of the game
He couldn't help frowning.
Then he finally saw a bright red appearing on the corner of the street, it was Bartom's red beard.
Brando raised his eyebrows.