In the Kingdom of Wolfheart, at the Sedimentation Bay.
White drove a carriage of people into the bustling port area.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we're about to arrive at our destination. No matter what you've been through in the past, I'm sure you'll have a new life waiting for you. I wish you all a smooth journey in advance, and I'd like to offer you one last convenient service! "White shouted enthusiastically as he pulled the reins to slow down his horse.
He had been living a good life recently. Ever since the arrival of the Graycastle fleet, the Sedimentation Bay suddenly boomed, especially in the short-distance transportation industry. He could earn about ten silver royals by transporting people from the surrounding towns to the port. He could do this job at least twice a day, and if he was not worried about the damage of the carriage, he could even transport another batch of people at night. His income was almost as high as when he had worked for the church.
What was even more amazing was that the reward was not collected from the people on the train, but from the people of Graycastle. As long as they stamped a piece of paper with the stamp of both places, they would receive the reward according to the number of people they killed after passing through the checkpoint. The reward would be paid immediately without delay.
Because of this, transportation became a popular industry. Many sailors and handymen joined in. Even if they did not know how to drive a carriage, they could still find someone to work for them. They did not need to pick their passengers, and when they arrived at the destination, they could just pick a full carriage and set off. The only thing they had to consider was which town to transport people to. After all, the distance was related to the cost.
Obviously, Graycastle wanted to treat everyone equally. As long as they were willing to leave the Kingdom of Wolfheart, they would help them regardless of whether they had money or not. However, the King of Graycastle was wealthy and could afford to do whatever he wanted. White did not want to let go of this hard-earned opportunity.
After all, he would be a fool not to make money.
Moreover, he had already heard that something had happened in the north. The number of refugees pouring into the Kingdom of Wolfheart from the border was increasing rapidly. Those rumors were not groundless. He also heard from Smarty that the lord of the Sedimentation Bay, Baron Jean Bate, had secretly transported a lot of things from his mansion onto the ship. If even Baron had to avoid risks, White naturally had to make preparations in advance.
If he could make more money now, he would have more leeway in the future.
"What kind of convenient service?" someone asked.
"Some useful experiences and reminders." White pointed to the harbor where large ships were gathered. "Look over there. Although everyone wants to go to Graycastle, the journey is not the same. I was in the Sedimentation Bay before they came here, so I've heard some things. Maybe I can be of some help to you in the future. "
"Then … please tell us …"
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to spend a small sum of money. Not much, just one silver royal will do. "
White knew that those penniless people didn't care about their future. As long as they had food to eat, it didn't make much difference whether they asked or not. Therefore, from the beginning, his target was the refugees who had some savings. They were always particularly interested in this kind of side benefit. Plus, the price was not high, and they did not have to pay a dime for the carriage, so they were not too resistant to buying information.
Because he was once such a person.
"Heh, a trick of a mouse." A well-dressed man sneered, "Unfortunately, he's not even as courageous as a mouse. Give him a silver royal."
Soon, someone beside him handed him the money.
He actually brought an entourage. Looks like he's a noble … White smiled fawningly, but he didn't think much of it. How could a noble be so poor that he didn't even have a carriage and had to squeeze into a carriage with a commoner?
"… This is my share." The other young man hesitated for a moment before he took out a silver royal from his pocket.
"Only two people are willing to pay?" Vannera stopped the carriage and waited for a while. Seeing that no one else said anything, he decided to open the door and let the guests go. In any case, it was better than nothing. It was not a bad thing to have two more people on this trip.
At this time, the young man said to the others, "Don't get separated. I'll tell you when I get the information. It's free. "
"Boy, what did you say?" White's face froze.
"I paid," the young man said confidently. "It's one thing for you to tell me, but it's another thing for me to tell others. Is there anything wrong with that?"
"You —"
"You may want to go back on your word, but it won't do you any good. Even if I turn around and let all the people in the port know, it won't affect the people you're transporting. And if you don't get a silver royal, you'll suffer a real loss. "
"What a sharp-tongued guy!" White opened his mouth, but found that he did not know how to refute.
"Idiot, it's your freedom to do this. Can't you just keep it to yourself?" The nobleman said unhappily, "You have to waste each other's time."
"This is not a mistake. Why should I hide it?" The young man said bluntly, "I think it's the fairest way to let the coachman know."
"Fairest?" The nobleman glanced at him as if he was looking at an idiot, and then turned his head disdainfully to look at White. "Hey, I don't care about this guy. I've already paid. Are you going to tell me or not?"
White glared at the young man and had to admit that the young man was right. "Okay, okay, I'll be generous this time. Really … Don't get off the carriage. You can stay here and listen to me."
Then he roughly told them what he had heard, such as which people Graycastle favored, the arrangements for evacuating by ship, the things to pay attention to when queuing up and registering, and the second inspection after arriving at the destination. Especially the point of comparison — as long as the people in front entered the port, they would naturally notice the speech of the First Army's guide, and he just summarized a few key points. But the latter was the valuable information he had obtained from chatting with the soldiers. According to the people of Graycastle, witches would participate in the inspection, and any lies would be exposed. Once the registered identity did not match the reality, they would be labeled as "dishonest", and it would be much more difficult for them to find a decent job.
In addition, the identity of a noble not only did not help to improve their treatment, but it would also annoy people if they kept talking about it, so it was best to just say one sentence. As long as they could read and write, or had a skill, they basically did not have to worry about their future.
"Thank you for your reminder." When they got off the carriage, the young man was the last to leave. "It really saves us a lot of detours."
"Hmph, you're welcome. Anyway, you bought it with money." White angrily lit his pipe and took a deep breath. "As for those people, they should be thanking you — but they all scattered as soon as they got off the carriage. Boy, don't always think of yourself as a good person, especially outside … Otherwise, sooner or later, you'll suffer a lot. "
He himself was the same.
What he got in return was nothing but a cold, fake leg.
"Maybe, but this is the duty of a Knight."
"Ha, do you think I haven't seen a Knight? Or are you referring to the descriptions in the 'ancient books'? Come on, the last time I heard of it was from the mouth of a mouse in a tavern. "
"Everyone is like this, but it doesn't mean it's right."
"Oh?" Seeing that he was so serious, White raised his eyebrows. "You're a Knight?"
"Uh … No, I haven't been conferred a title. My father is, but he's already … "
"So that's how it is. Another hothead with empty dreams, and it seems that he's even worse off than the previous guy." He waved his hand. "I'm not interested in your family background. By the way … What's your name?"
The young man immediately raised his head. "Manfeld Castein."
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