Poor. This word ran through William's entire life.
Even though William had been in the Border Town before, he didn't know if there was a gold mine here. After all, he was a player. It was okay to pay attention to some rare mines, but as for the gold mine?
What was the use of paying attention to it?
Could he rob it or dig it? There was no chance …
But there was a possibility of the existence of a gold mine, because the super mine in the Blackleaf Forest was not just for show.
As long as they could really find a gold mine and completely control it, they could smelt gold and produce gold coins. As long as the gold content could reach 90%, it could be used in the entire Legendary continent.
It had to be said that the Border Town was lucky.
The natural barrier that was more than 80 meters high was the key to preventing other human nations from invading. If they wanted to climb up from below, there were only some winding and steep cliffs. If a small army wanted to climb up from here, it would be like sending themselves to death.
However, it was difficult to climb up and exhausting to go down. Other than using ziplines, hand held ladders, and walking on the mountain path, they could only rely on the leap of faith …
After all, the Rainbow River had been formed for a long time.
The waterfall formed by its fall had a great impact. The pool below was very deep, but it was not wide enough. There were solid rocks beside it.
As long as they had the guts.
One leap of faith and they could easily go down the mountain …
As for whether they were dead or alive, it all depended on the posture. Anyway, William had jumped many times before, but … he didn't die O (≧ ▽ ∀) O.
But it was also because of the cliff that there was not much trade between the Border Town and the human nations. Other than the official trade once a month, they could only rely on wandering caravans.
But wandering merchants were also mercenaries. They would seek benefits at the edge of the human nations and would also take risks in the forests and grasslands.
The most important thing was that not only were they merchants, but they would also play the role of robbers from time to time.
…
Curry was the captain of a caravan. As a level 41 warrior, he had just entered the middle level. He led more than 30 members and climbed the winding and steep path. At the cost of losing a horse, they finally arrived at the Border Town.
Coming to the top of the cliff, Curry looked at the plains in the north. His mind was open and he wanted to write an obscene poem. Unfortunately, he smacked his lips and didn't say anything.
"Boss, I heard that a group of Elves came to the Border Town. They should be very rich, right?" The man who spoke smiled wretchedly.
"Since you know they are elves, what else do you think? Even if they are not elves, you should have heard of the treatment that the caravans received when they came to the Border Town in the past, right? "Curry curled his lips. The wretched-looking man beside him sighed when he heard this.
If this group of people were businessmen, they could also play the role of robbers.
That Border Town was a gathering place for high-level criminals!
Apart from a small number of civilians, good citizens who did not often commit crimes …
That's right, people who didn't commit crimes often could be called good citizens in Border Town …
The other civilians were all ferocious professionals …
Back then, many caravans had risked their lives to come here to do business. Inside the small town, there was nothing to worry about. After all, there was a powerful mayor who could suppress all riots.
But wasn't it a little too much to be robbed right after leaving the town?
There were even many merchant groups that dared to resist and refused to hand over their goods and money. The grass on their graves was already more than three meters tall.
Of course.
All of this had something to do with the fact that the local civilians had been cheated by the caravans in the early days of the town's establishment. This had also led to fewer and fewer merchants coming to Border Town.
Curry dared to come here because he had some information. The Border Town had changed its mayor, and a large number of pure-blooded elves had followed him here.
"The pure-blooded elves of the Blackleaf Forest. With them suppressing the town, the problem of public security should be greatly improved. This time, our main goal is to build a good relationship. The asking price can't be too high. If we can form a regular trade, we can definitely earn a lot of money. "All of you follow behind me. Don't look around and don't speak. Otherwise, no one will be able to protect your lives." Curry said a few words to his brothers behind him and led the team to the town.
William stood on the treetop and looked at the caravan. As early as when they were climbing the mountain, scouts had already discovered them. After all, he had already arranged for people to monitor all the mountain paths that could be used to climb up.
"Should we let Odom and the rest hide?" Lautner, who was at the side, opened his mouth.
"We are a neutral town. What does it matter if the Dwarves are here?" William shook his head and turned to Nox. "Just don't let them enter the town. Bring them to see me!"
"Yes, my Lord!"
…
Curry glanced at the team of Elfin warriors who had stopped them and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Not mentioning anything else, for someone like him who rarely saw Elves, it was really an eye-opener.
First of all, not mentioning how good the weapons and equipment of these Elves were, they looked really handsome …
Good looking …
Want …
Of course, these were all thoughts in their hearts.
Curry and the rest didn't dare to show it. They could only secretly peep at these Elves.
Especially the strength of the Elves, Curry didn't dare to underestimate them. Just this Elfin guard named Nox in front of him made him feel that he didn't have absolute confidence in defeating him.
As for the other ten handsome Elves, their eyes were also bright and they had a kind of confidence that came from the bottom of their hearts. Curry even had a feeling that these Elves in front of him could destroy his caravan.
But all the nervousness disappeared with the arrival of a young man.
William was wearing a slim purple robe. His dark and shiny long hair draped over his shoulders. His pointed ears were exposed outside his hair, and his eyes were as dazzling as the moon. He didn't have any extra accessories on him, but the feeling he gave people was like a spring breeze, and their affinity for him increased …
"Hello, I'm the Lord of the Border Town, William Blackleaf!" William held a small bear in his arms. There was no etiquette in his words, and he didn't care much about the affinity of these ordinary merchants …
But Curry and the rest didn't dare to put on an act. When they heard William's greeting, they all patted their chests with their right hands and bowed slightly. "Greetings, Lord. May you live forever!"
"May God be with you!" William also smiled slightly.
Curry didn't care about William's response, because when he heard William's name, his brain had already crashed.
In addition, he saw many Elfin guards just now, so he quickly organized his words and said respectfully, "My Lord, my name is Curry, and I'm a caravan from the Black Lava Dukedom. My surname is too inferior, so I won't say it and dirty the Lord's ears. "And I'm here to do some business with the Border Town. For example, salt, cloth, sauces, and even some rare materials. I'll even do my best to buy whatever you want in the future."
When the other members of the caravan heard this, they couldn't help but glance at their captain, as if wondering if their captain was gay.
Did he have to bootlick like this?
Didn't he know that a bootlicker would end up with nothing?
William remained calm. He had been observing Curry's affinity for him, and he even had some doubts. He hadn't done anything, but Curry's affinity for him had increased to 500 points. What the hell was he going to do?
Why did he feel like he had met a pervert …
But William thought about Curry's respectful look.
He seemed to understand that this guy should know from somewhere what his surname represented …
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