Scene 207 Eyes and Intelligence

Scene 207 Eyeliner and Intelligence

The four seasons change violently in the Black Forest, but in the Fir Baron, the severe winter of the Year of the Sword has just passed, and there is no sign of the temperature warming up yet. There were two heavy snowfalls before and after the Sleeping Moon, but it seemed to have vaguely heralded the first good harvest in this territory. The street is still cold and windy, and there are very few pedestrians. But inside the only bar in the city, it is a different scene. The fire makes the hall warm. The adventurers who have been wandering around the fir collar since the end of summer are all gathered here. Here, waiting for the ice and snow in the forest to melt.

It's just that every adventurer who enters this hotel, in addition to taking off his snow-covered cloak, after observing the entire hall, without exception, will take off his hat and look at a little man sitting in the corner of the hall from a distance. Salute, girl. The little girl had a high forehead, as smooth as jade, which shone brightly under the firelight. Her eyes were also big, and she looked a little smart, with a curiosity about the people and things around her shining inside. She was wearing a beautiful long dress. Although she was not that old, her breasts had begun to bulge. The skirt was tied at the waist, which perfectly accentuated the young lady's slender figure. -It's just that the dress that is full of aristocratic girlish temperament does not match her. Instead, it looks a little bit shabby, as if she is wearing clothes stolen from somewhere.

"Sister, this is the deerskin you want. The forest has completely frozen. It took us a lot of effort to track down a herd of deer. Hatto also suffered some frostbite. Don't pay too much. Too stingy--" Several people obviously dressed as hunters stood in front of her to negotiate. The leader was obviously a mountain man from a nearby area, wearing a thick leather coat and carrying a long bow.

"Oh, has Hatto been frostbitten? Then he is really unlucky," Roman blinked and asked curiously: "Are there no deer in the forest anymore?"

"It's not because of the trouble caused by those damn cavemen that scared the animals into hiding."

"Hey, I heard the cavemen stopped before the snow started."

"Then...it has something to do with it anyway."

"I'm going to make a coat for Brando with these deer skins. Can I pay you two hundred silver coins?" Roman stretched out his finger to carefully poke the deer skin, raised his head and asked.

"Of course we are also happy to help the lord make a coat. In this way, the lord will definitely like you more, eldest sister." The person who spoke had an expression on his face that clearly did not believe that the eldest lady in front of him could make a coat. But he still complimented: "But this is a little too little, eldest sister, Hatto is frostbitten."

"But this is obviously the deerskin from last year. You can see that some places on it are eaten by insects." Miss Shang *** turned over the deerskin with an innocent look on her face.

"Ah——?" The 'big businessman' poked these guys into silence.

The adventurers immediately looked embarrassed and coughed: "The year is not that important. Besides, we have really been to the forest, and Hato really got frostbite."

"So, these deerskins are not worth so much money, as you know. The remaining money is for Hatto's injury medicine. Don't just turn around and use it to lose to that gambler Mano. Tomorrow I will But someone needs to be sent to visit Hatto." She glared at them: "If he doesn't receive the money, I will send cavemen to eat you."

After being scolded, several hunters honestly collected their money and left. Although they did not trick the young lady, there was not much dissatisfaction on their faces, as if they were used to such bargaining. Roman, on the other hand, restlessly touched the round leather shoes under the hem of his long skirt, his big eyes rolling around, as if they had never stopped. She looked around, holding a cup of steaming barley beer as if she was still waiting for someone.

Throughout the winter, this self-proclaimed businesswoman has been sitting in this position, working here or winning people's hearts. However, it is not unreasonable for her to be respected here, not just because she is the fiancée of the lord, or because she is in charge of half of the wealth in the territory and is a figure who is regarded by everyone as a god of wealth. It's because she is a kind person and will never use her status to pressure others. She is even willing to argue with adventurers all afternoon for the price difference of a few coppers.

But it is precisely because of this that people will not feel the gap in status - the lives of adventurers are not actually rich, money is a very important thing, and they actually do not look down on those who squander money casually. Among all Brando's partners and staff, only Roman and Freya can understand this.

Freya did it because of her background, but Roman instinctively liked those shiny little things. After a winter, she had interacted with many adventurers in Fir City and had become one of them. Although this connection was not close, it was enough for Roman to learn a lot of information that he originally didn't know.

At this time, the door of the bar was pushed open again, and there was silence over there. The little silver elf princess Medissa stood in the snow. She was wearing a plain silver fur shawl. She covered her mouth with her hands and took a breath. Her big eyes looked nervously at the hall with so many people. Humans seemed a little strange to her. Elves were not willing to get together with so many people. Elves' definition of friends valued a kind of spiritual attachment. Due to the long time, this kind of feeling seemed a little indifferent to humans. .

But this is not the first time she has come here. She is here to help the lord's attendant mage Charles convey a message. As soon as the other people in the bar saw the little silver elf princess, they moved out of the way in a tacit understanding. I remember the first time someone teased her, which almost made this little girl with pointed ears turn red. Blushing.

As a result, the rumor that 'the lord loves a shy second fiancée' spread like that. When she thought of this, Medissa couldn't help but glare at Roman.

"Medissa, do you want some ale?"

"don't want!"

"Where's the fruit wine?"

"don't want!"

"Then can I warm up a cup of mead?"

"don't want!"

Medissa knew that Roman didn't even drink. She was holding a glass of hot ale just because it was warm. And this guy is even so stingy that she never wants to change a cup and reheat it when it gets cold. If possible, she will definitely continue it the next day. But it is such a stingy guy who may be able to arrange all expenses and income in the territory in an orderly manner. Anyway, Medissa herself felt a headache when she saw the piles of gold and silver coins that were meaningless to her.

The territory gradually got back on track, and coins from the silver mines were continuously delivered to Roman. The merchant lady then distributed the money to the refugees. Of course, this is not a charity event. Instead, the result is that for the first time in nearly half a century, fir territory has opened up a lot of wasteland in the forest north of the Gris River, and the seeds of winter wheat have been sown, under the snow. Falling asleep, when the ice and snow melt, it will break out of the ground at any time.

Charles and the master craftsmen are discussing accepting more war refugees from the north. The road construction project in the Black Forest is slowly progressing. The population of the Fir Territory is not large, even counting the relocation of Grisport and Minsiburg. residents are far from meeting their needs. Not to mention the lack of troops for the White Lion Army, even the workers of the rune dwarf Oldham who built the city couldn't spare any money.

Food is the basis of this plan, but the maturity and calmness shown by the merchant lady in this matter exceeded everyone's best expectations - as Charles said, she seems to have a natural talent in commodity breeding. Sparkling, this is an innate leadership style that allows her to arrange everything calmly and orderly.

The food from Ampelsel has been shipped here, but Roman did not distribute it directly. Instead, it was handed over to the merchants, and through this method, the money that had been distributed before was recovered. So I don’t know how many years later, the food market was re-established in Fir City in the late winter of this year - since the short-sighted Grudin put this Since everything has been taken into account.

Roman has begun to consider relaxing the compensation for the next recruitment. Brando needs more people, and she wants to make such a trend. The food problem is not a problem at all to her. As long as the gold in the fir collar is shining, then the merchants of Ampelser will swarm in like sharks that smell blood. In fact, they have arrived now. The first merchant fleet is not large in scale, but the food and daily necessities transported are being unloaded in Gris Port. It doesn't matter, there will be more and more.

Gold attracted not only merchants, but also refugees from other territories. The delicious taste of freely circulating currency is sweeter than cake. This is what my aunt said, and the merchant lady is very sure.

She put away the report that Metissa had handed over to Charles, widened her eyes and asked, "Where's Brando, Metissa?"

"Lord, he hasn't come back yet."

"Then I want to talk to him."

"No." Medisa immediately refused. This was not the first time that Roman had used her as a microphone. She immediately explained: "Since the Lord entered the Ring of Trade Winds, the contact between me and him seems to have been cut off. .”

"Ah -" Roman let out a long, disappointed sigh: "Does that guy Charles have anything else to do?"

"Well, he just wants to ask you what your plans are for spending so much money on hiring adventurers to complete some weird tasks." The little silver elf princess glanced at the pile of deer skins on the table and couldn't help it. I kind of wonder if this guy is just doing it for fun. However, such thoughts are just a flash of the temperament of this merchant lady. As the elf princess Medisa has a very weak concept of property. If Akane or the more serious Freya were here, I am afraid that He would stare at this young lady with a suspicious expression.

"Ah, Roman was just about to say this," the businesswoman looked surprised: "There are no deer in the forest anymore. Do you know why, Metissa?"

As an Elf Royal Family who came from before the era of the Saint's War, was trained as a Silver Elf commander, and had rich war experience, Medissa's face became serious as soon as she heard Roman's words.

Animals in the forest will not disappear for no reason.

This only means one problem, the other side has already begun to take action. She couldn't help but look at Roman, and realized that he was trying to get information, "You know something else, Roman."

"Many adventurers have mentioned that the undead activities nearby have become more frequent recently. I think it's the bad guys like Butch who have arrived. Brando said they are nearby, right?"

Madara——

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