There were no guards here, no city gates, and naturally, there was no entrance tax. Merchants came and went as they pleased. There were almost no restrictions when they came here to do business.
At least Prince Eliard couldn't see anyone in charge, but the strange thing was that these merchants were very well-behaved. They didn't block the road, but traded at specific trading places. This place already had the scale of a small town. There were inns, restaurants, and many shops selling daily necessities on the streets. The big and small signs above were quite characteristic of the ancient city of Stone.
There must be someone in charge here, and this person was very powerful. There were many bandits hiding in the nearby ruins of Stone. If there wasn't a strong iron fist, the shops here couldn't operate normally. Even if there were, the customers in the shops would definitely be fewer than the hired thugs.
But in fact, this place was similar to an ordinary city.
Prince Eliard and his group walked on the street. The carriages came and went beside them. They noticed something, and a guard came forward.
"Prince."
"I know, someone is watching us. Don't act rashly. Remember, we are here to do business. Act naturally."
"Yes."
Then, Prince Hilaire strode into a tavern.
It was very lively here. They couldn't find an empty seat, so they could only split into two tables.
"What kind of wine do you have here?"
Prince Eliard turned his head and asked the waitress who had placed glasses for them. She was about 30 years old and was probably a resident of Stone.
"We have all kinds of wine, but I recommend the sweet ale. The sweet ale here is the best in the world."
Before the waiter could answer, a bearded man sitting at the same table said casually, "That's right.
Merchants generally had loud voices, which was an advantage.
The prince smiled and nodded at him, then said, "Then please give us six glasses of sweet ale. Oh right, give this gentleman one more glass."
"Thank you, ha!"
The bearded man said with a laugh.
The waitress quickly brought a pot of wine and began to pour wine for everyone. The wine glasses were very big, made of wood, and there were some bite marks on them. Prince Eliard frowned slightly. He saw the bearded man pick up the glass and said, "I wish you a fortune."
"Yes, I wish you a fortune."
The prince picked up the glass. The others looked at each other, then silently raised their glasses and clinked them gently. Seeing Prince Eliard chug down a glass of wine, they felt very worried.
"Ah, strong! Ahaha! "
The bearded man finished the drink in one gulp. The prince wiped his mouth gently and smiled.
This wine did have some characteristics, but it still couldn't be compared to the famous wines of the upper class. However, it would definitely be very popular among the common folk.
"Speaking of which, is this your first time here?"
The bearded man asked.
"Yes, let's try our luck."
"Trying my luck?"
The other party suddenly frowned, and the prince's heart sank. Could it be that he had exposed something?
The bearded man laughed and said, "Then you've come to the right place! This is a heaven for small businessmen like us to make money. If you are willing to endure hardships, then you will definitely be able to make money. "
Hearing this, the prince was somewhat interested and hurriedly asked, "Hey, do you have any good connections?"
"Your Excellency, haha, you make it sound like I'm some big shot. I'm just a small traveling merchant who can't make a lot of money. But since you asked, I can tell you some things. For example, the ale we are drinking right now. If you don't feel tired, you can buy some ale here and go to a coastal city in Shevanfu. The people there are very fond of this kind of wine. I guarantee you that you will get double the price. Then you can buy some things like nets there. Other than food, you can treat them as commodities. You don't have to worry about selling them here. Really, it's just a little tiring. "
The bearded man said sincerely.
"Thank you for telling me these things."
"What thank you? Everyone knows about it. It's not a secret."
Everyone knows about it?
The prince smiled and nodded. He gave a look to his men, and it didn't take long for them to leave.
When paying the bill, the shop owner who received the Luyas currency silently glanced at the crowd, then secretly pressed a button in the drawer …
Those people were still secretly following them.
The prince and his men had been able to feel the other party's gaze, but those who were following them were professionals and didn't use magic. The prince and his guards didn't know the other party's location or their intentions.
But they didn't make a move, which meant that they probably wouldn't be exposed in public.
So Prince Hilaire felt that he could swagger around and investigate.
They walked into the working area of the merchants, the bustling market. Everywhere, there were sounds of conversation, fierce haggling, crying, and all kinds of rude voices.
Everything was sold here. When they passed by a vendor, Prince Hilaire saw a cage. There was a one-meter-tall cage with a long-haired child sitting in it, which made him feel extremely shocked.
But what was even more shocking was that the owner thought that the other party had taken a fancy to the goods and knocked on the cage with an iron rod. The little girl inside woke up with a start and raised her head.
Hilaire would never forget those eyes, that gaze. She wasn't human, at least not completely. Her eyes were dark brown, her pupils like a beast's, and they could change. What was even more strange was that she had a tail, even if she tried to cover it up.
A magic seed.
A descendant of a human and a demon.
Hilaire's face was ashen. He turned around and left. He felt angry and powerless. They were actually selling this kind of thing here … He gritted his teeth and frowned. But according to the law, all magic seeds would be humanely disposed of …
He hated this place more and more, so he quickened his pace. Soon, they found the shop they were looking for, a shop that sold food.
They learned from the bearded merchant that the most profitable thing here was to buy food to sell. Of course, the premise was that you had the ability to prevent yourself from being robbed by hungry refugees halfway through.
They entered the shop. The business here was very quiet. There were almost no people, and there was no business at all.
This was different from what they had heard.
"Sorry, today's share is sold out."
Before the prince could say anything, the shop owner came out to stop them. The boss was a middle-aged man who looked somewhat honest.
"Sold out?"
"Yes, it was just sold out. Please come back tomorrow."
Hearing that, the prince immediately turned around and walked out of the shop. He glanced around and suddenly found a group of strong men carrying sacks.
"Follow them!"
He quickly ran and caught up with the workers who were moving the goods.
"Hey! Wait! I want to buy the goods in your hands. "
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