"Does this happen often at the docks?" Seeing the expression on Hadrian's face, Fulgen knew that this kind of thing often happened at the docks. He thought for a moment and immediately came to a conclusion. "It seems that everywhere in this world is the same. Like to bully outsiders?"
"Hahaha!" Hadrian had a standard commercial smile on his face. He pointed at Fulgen and joked, "My commander, look at you. Do you look like a local? Why didn't they come to trouble you? "
Fulgen immediately understood. He shook his head and stopped talking about this question. "I remember that Mrs. Kiesler is at the northernmost tip of the continent, the front line of the tug-of-war with Chaos all year round. Why are there so many Mrs. Kiesler here? Coming out to make a living? "
"That's right. In Kislöw, except for a very small part of the land that has been strengthened by the Ice Witches' magic that can grow food, most of the land is permafrost. Most of the people there live by fishing, hunting, and trading with the south." Hadrian was wearing a luxurious silk gown. The value of his jewelry was clearly much more gorgeous than Forgan's. However, this great merchant still faced the problem of not matching his jewelry. Wearing a high-class silk gown on his body gave off a strange sense of incongruity and a sense of laughter.
Hadrian, like Oliver, had now become one of the few super-rich merchants in the Old World. The Hadrian Merchant Guild's branches were now all over the Old World. As the royal merchant that Laing had sent to Fulgen, Hadrian had already grasped an astonishing amount of wealth. In order to protect his own safety, Hadrian had even hired a retired commander of the Empire and a legendary tomb robber from the border prince's territory. A total of two legendary powerhouses to protect him.
As for the other merchant, Oliver, he was even more powerful. In the process of trading with the wood elves, due to Oliver's excellent business skills, the wood elves who were satisfied with the trade had specially sent two Lost Runners to be his bodyguards. They were afraid that this person would die, because what if his successors were not as good as Oliver and could not get the goods they wanted?
"In fact, not every Mrs. Kiesler has the courage and determination to fight against Chaos forever." Hadrian continued, "Especially since Kislöw's environment is destined to persist in the corruption of Chaos all year round. Therefore, the Tsar royal family has a secret organization known as the Internal Affairs Committee, which is responsible for dealing with those corrupted by Chaos. Of course, this includes those who oppose the rule of the Tsar family. These people have the highest authority to interpret Kislöw's laws, and very few who are taken away by them can return alive."
"As expected, we can't hope that nothing will ever happen in Cardia." Forgen grinned rather mockingly. "Go on, Hadrian, go on."
"Many Mrs. Kiesler choose to leave their homes in the midst of hunger, cold, and depression, and come to other parts of the Old World to seek opportunities. These Mrs. Kiesler have formed many gangs in many parts of the Old World, huddling together to make a living." Hadrian raised his head and pointed at the few people who were confronting each other on the docks. "But it is clear that this group of Mrs. Kiesler is just a group of people who appear fierce in appearance but are cowardly at heart. A group of people who make a living on the docks, a group of people who look like workers and mercenaries at the same time. How dare they openly make a move on the docks? Just watch, Sir Forgen. No matter how ruthless these people are, they won't dare to directly make a move. "
Sure enough, this barbarian woman was muscular, with two short knives at her waist, a crossbow on her back, and a two-handed axe in her hand. At a glance, one could tell that she was not a kind person. Seeing that she did not accept threats, the group of Mrs. Kiesler immediately softened their attitude. The leader of the gang, Guhuiyanov, opened his mouth, wanting to continue speaking ruthlessly, but seeing the barbarian woman's arrogance and unyielding manner, the Mrs. Kiesler retreated while reaching for the short gun at her waist. However, they could only grab the handle of the gun at most. "I'm warning you, Nordican, in Magritte, there won't be any juice for you …"
"Pedro, go over and bring that barbarian woman here. Tell her that she's with us." Forgen suddenly became interested. He motioned for the commander of the first company of the Ashes Corps to bring the woman over.
"Yes!" Pedro saluted in a standard military posture. He clapped his hands, and the ten great swordsmen of the Ashes Corps immediately stopped what they were doing and followed him to the dock. "Madam! Our legion commander invites you! "
The great swordsmen of the Ashes Corps lined up in a row, and their aura was extremely terrifying. These soldiers who had followed Forgen had killed the Green Dwarfs, destroyed the barbarians, slaughtered the entire Skogi tribe, and even fought against the Chaos Demons and the Skaven Ratmen. The terrifying aura they exuded made the barbarian woman and Mrs. Kiesler feel a little afraid.
Guhuiyanov immediately realized that this group of people was not someone he could provoke. Mrs. Kiesler looked at the row of great swordsmen with some fear. She wanted to say something ruthless, but after opening her mouth for a long time, she could not say anything. She could only watch as the barbarian woman was taken away. Before leaving, the barbarian woman sneered. "Who can you kill in three days? Mrs. Kiesler? Don't you have any idea in your heart? "
This time, it was Guhuiyanov's turn to be so angry that his face turned red and he could not speak.
Seeing that the barbarian woman did not hesitate and immediately followed the great swordsmen, Forgen thought she was not too stupid. The commander of the Ashes Corps, the king's son, the geno prototype, did not say a word to the barbarian woman. He just turned and left. The barbarian woman hesitated for a few seconds, looked at the group of Mrs. Kiesler, and chose to immediately follow.
A large group of troops went straight into Magritte.
"Commander Amansi has already set up a banquet in the East Palace, but it is still early. Please stay in the Magritte State Guesthouse with the company commanders." Hadrian walked in front, and the big merchant led the way for Forgen and his officers. "Please rest for a while. If you don't want to rest, you can walk around. Just don't delay the banquet."
"Understood." Forgen and the others came to the front desk and followed Hadrian to check in.
The one who checked in for the dozen officers, Forgen, Hadrian, and the others was a very beautiful waitress. Her brown eyes exuded a strong sense of wildness and heat. Her long, dark brown hair fell over her shoulders, and a pair of slender black eyebrows seemed to speak. It was summer, and her dress was quite open. She wore a simple white waitress short-sleeved shirt and a black knee-length skirt, revealing a pair of strong, long legs. When she saw Forgen and the others, she smiled sweetly. Especially Forgen, who was so handsome that he did not look like a mortal, it made her eyes twinkle. "Hello! The famous commander of the Ashes Corps, Sir Forgen. Hello, President Hadrian, and everyone in the Ashes Corps, I am honored that you have chosen to stay in the Magritte State Guesthouse. "
After saying that, the waitress gave Fu Gen and Hadrian a coquettish look. Fu Gen's expression didn't change at all. Instead, he turned around and looked at the female barbarian warrior. He thought to himself that this waitress looked 50-60% similar to the female barbarian warrior.
The president of the Luigi Chamber of Commerce, Hadrian, simply nodded. He smiled at Forgen and said, "When Laing came to Magritte, this was the place that collapsed. So when I found out that you were going to land in Magritte after returning to the Old World, I immediately booked a room here. I hope you like it."
"Laing stayed here before?" Forgen was deep in thought, and a strange smile appeared on his face. "On the way here from the streets of Magritte, I heard many people discussing that he had captured Muxilon."
When the waitress heard Laing's name, her expression changed slightly. She lowered her head. "Everyone, please follow me."
"Isn't that so?" Everyone followed the waitress into the state guesthouse. Hadrian smiled and said, "That was a series of wonderful battles, including the Flash Attack on the Spire Palace, the Battle of Landuin Cemetery, the rescue of Colona, the Battle of Champions, the Battle of Champions, and finally, Sir Laing's childhood playmate, the Paladin Al- Frey, used a torch to blow up the walls of Muxilon alone and captured it. This series of great deeds has already spread throughout the Old World. Many bards and dramatists have seized the time to write many stories, and the deeds of the heroes are being sung everywhere!"
"Hahaha, the little guy has grown up." Forgen thought of his series of bitter battles in Lucia and said with some relief, "Al- Frey, I've seen him before. I've seen him before. He was Ryan's childhood playmate, a Templar Knight. "
"Yes, Sir Laing gave him the entire Freya Ancient Church District and the surrounding two hundred hectares of land, and also rewarded him with two thousand crowns." Hadrian smiled in agreement and said, "In the future, he will be in charge of another parish. It is said that the Church of Justice is preparing to promote him to Paladin Captain."
The tycoon knew Forgen's strength too well. In the Old World, to deal with a barbarian Chaos Champion, the mortals had to pay a great price.
But in Forgen's hands, a Chaos Champion was just a piece of cake. What was there to be surprised about? Fu Gen could even chat and laugh with a Chaos Demon, an extremely terrifying subspace creature. Usually, he could finish it off in thirty to fifty rounds.
As they talked and laughed along the way, what no one noticed was that the waitress's expression was very ugly.
"What about you? You're from Nord? " When the door of the state guesthouse opened, Forgen finally had time to talk to the barbarian female warrior. "Why did you come to Magritte? What is your name, Norskar? "
"My name is Ingrid." The barbarian looked at her clothes a little cautiously. She was tall and strong, and most of her clothes were animal skins and ordinary linen. Her boots were covered in mud. She was not used to such a luxurious environment, and now she regretted coming with this group. "I'm from Nord."
"If you're from Nord, why did you come to Magritte? You can go to Marinburg, Mildenheim, or even Brittany if you don't want to, "Hadrian said curiously.
"I don't have a letter of recommendation. Marlinburg doesn't welcome the Noricans. Brittania is at war, and Bordero is on alert. They don't welcome me, a Norican. So I want to go down south to see if there's a chance in Magritte …" The barbarian woman was a little reserved when she started talking. But as she talked, her true nature was revealed. "Anyway, I don't believe that a warrior like me who can use an axe and a dagger, and can kill a bear alone won't be afraid of not finding a job or a commission. Or is it because I'm a woman? Why can men become mercenaries and earn noble titles, but women can't? Let me tell you, it's time to change your prejudices! I've killed eight Barbarian Marauders by myself! "
"Then you should go to Tyrell!" Hadrian was still puzzled.
"I've spent all my money! I can't reach Tyrell! " The barbarian called Ingrid was quite straightforward. "I can only get off the ship at Estalia and think of a way to get to Tyrell!"
"… Lady Ingrid, do you really know how to get to Tyrell?" Hadrian complained.
"Can't we just go east? I know Tyrell is east, "Ingrid said confidently.
"East, you'll have to pass through the Withering Swamp …" Hadrian covered his face with his hands. It was impossible to reason with the Northans, so he gave up.
"We're going to Tyrell as well. You can follow us for a while." Forgen was interested.
"Why should I follow you?" The barbarian was a little unhappy. "You're making it sound like you pity me. I don't want that."
Forgan glanced at Hadrian, and Hadrian immediately understood. The merchant immediately said, "We are doing this for your sake, Miss Ingrid. You offended those Madams Kiesler at the docks. You are alone, and you don't have any money on you. They have plenty of ways to harass you. You don't want to be woken up five or six times while you're sleeping and have boiling water splashed all over you, right?"
"That seems to be the case." Ingrid nodded. "Alright, I'll follow you for a while. But I'm not a captive, nor am I your servant. I'll be one of you! If you want to fight, you can't go wrong looking for me! "
Fu Gen had a confident smile on his face. He just shrugged his shoulders, and his subordinate, Pedro, immediately understood. Pedro said to the maid standing at the door, "Take this lady down and get a new room. As for the cost, we will pay for it."
"Is there anything else you need?" The maid was a little disappointed that they didn't have any other requests.
The maid had seen with her own eyes how wealthy they were! The dozen or so officers following Fulgen were all equipped with enchanted full-body armor. They were also adorned with expensive jewelry and all sorts of gold and silver ornaments. As for Fulgen and Hadrian, there was no need to mention them. Clearly, they were existences at the top of the pyramid in the Old World. The wealth of the Ashes Corps and their recruitment of new soldiers was not news in the southern countries, and Hadrian's Luigi Chamber of Commerce was one of the wealthiest chambers of commerce in the Old World.
Reality disappointed her. Nobody in the room tried to persuade her to stay.
Thinking about what had happened recently, the maid felt even worse. She could only bow to show her respect and leave the room with Ingrid.
That night, Forgen, Hadrian, and Pedro entered the Eastern Palace and had dinner with the chairman of the Estalia Merchant Alliance, Amancio Perez. Both sides discussed their cooperation plans. As he had dined with Laing before, Amancio and Forgen had many topics to talk about. This wealthy merchant admired the power and wealth of the Ashes Corps and entrusted Forgen to help clear out the Orc tribes in the mountains.
The delicious Estalia paella and sherry wine made them very happy. As the banquet progressed, Amancio laughed and said, "Speaking of which, Lord Forgen, you want to hire an elite army to help you continue the Luscia expedition, right?"
"That's right." Forgen's elegance and nobility left a deep impression on everyone. It was as though he was born to be there.
"Then, I happen to have someone I can introduce to you." Amancio chuckled as he signaled the waiter to bring the man over.
Firm footsteps were heard from the depths of the palace. A strong and tall Mrs. Kiesler appeared in front of everyone.
She was a true soldier. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted, her mouth was wide open, her cheekbones were high, her eyes were deep, and her gaze was burning. She had a thick mustache and a small mustache. She was wearing a set of shabby Kislöw noble attire, and her leather boots were extremely clean.
"Felix Edmundovich, former general of the Kislöw Wing Cavalry 'Dzerzhan' legion. He and his Wing Cavalry brigade will definitely be of help to you!"
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