MTL - Bloodline Lord of War-Chapter 9 If you are not in charge, you don't know how expensive firewood is

Chapter 9

  Silver Frost City is the closest big city to the Pioneering Territory, and it is also the last frontier of the imperial civilization. After leaving the Silver Frost City, going north is the border of the wasteland.

  Robin was riding on a horse, walking on a straight and long dirt road. He was wearing leather armor, riding boots, and a long sword hanging from his waist. He looked heroic.

   Behind him followed a four-wheeled carriage, which was another piece of property left to him by his uncle.

  The driver is Simon, and the other ten high-speed subway guards are crowded in the car. The two naïve horses had to use all their strength to pull the ten strong men.

  There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the main road, those on horseback, those driving carts, and those on foot. They were dressed in different colors, and their faces also came from all over the world. Most of them were businessmen who came to Silver Frost City to do business.

  Although the wilderness is barbaric and backward, some special products it produces have made merchants earn a lot of money, especially fur, which is most popular among noble ladies.

  Although there was no one to direct them, all the passers-by on the road spontaneously kept to the right. Looking down from the sky, the flow of people was like two convective rivers, one going to Silver Frost City and the other out of Silver Frost City.

  Looking forward along the road, the tall city walls of Silver Frost City gradually grew on the horizon in the distance. The impatient Robin put his feet on the horse's stomach and shouted to Simon behind him: "speed up, we are almost there."

   After a quarter of an hour, they finally arrived at the gate of Silver Frost City.

Standing under the towering city walls of Yinshuang City, everyone can't help but feel small. The huge city walls more than ten meters high are completely built of huge stones. Years of wind and rain make this northern city look solemn and solemn. Full of a sense of history.

  Below the city gate, people leaving the city and those entering the city lined up in two lines. More than 20 guards in armor were collecting the city tax. When it was Robin's turn, he proudly took out the medal of nobility from his arms:

   "I am a nobleman."

  He secretly felt refreshed, what is a privileged class?

   The city entrance tax was exempted, and under the envious eyes of others, Robin led his team into the city.

For these highland barbarians who have never seen the big world, Silver Frost City is simply another world, with spacious and straight stone avenues, countless pedestrians on the avenues, all kinds of shops, and shops full of beautiful things. Tiewei was dazzled by everything.

  This place seems to be a paradise on earth, completely different from the wasteland with only weeds and wild animals.

  Robin heard two savages whispering behind him: Hey, the women in the city are so white.

  However, the lord is not in the mood to wander around. He lived in Silver Frost City for a few days before, and after a little identification of the direction, he led the team to the west of the city.

There is a military equipment street in the west of the city. This street is full of weapons and armor shops, as well as blacksmith shops, leather shops, etc., and even a magic item shop that sells magic scrolls. As long as it is related to war, everything is sold here. .

   All the passers-by on the street looked not to be trifled with. There were knights in armor, tall and strong fighters, archers, and adventurers, and even one or two mages wearing magic robes occasionally.

  Robin first randomly chose a weapon shop, tied the horse to the door, and led his little brothers into it.

   Entering the door is a lobby. There are two rows of wooden shelves on each side of the lobby. The left shelf is for weapons, and the right shelf is for armor. The walls of the lobby are also full of weapons and armor.

   A group of highland meat mountains walked into the store, and immediately packed the already spacious lobby to the brim.

  Highlanders admire violence in their bones, and weapons are to them as attractive as jewels are to beautiful women.

  As soon as they entered the store, they stared straight at the eyes. These old hats have never seen so many exquisite and beautiful weapons together. Is this the legendary Utopia?

  The store owner is a middle-aged man with a thin face. He was dozing off behind the counter. When he saw a customer, he immediately put on a standard business smile and walked out from behind the counter.

   "My lord, what would you like to buy?"

  Robin looked on the shelf, picked up a long sword casually, weighed it in his hand, and flicked the sword lightly with his fingers, making a buzzing sound, which was crisp and sweet. Well, it's a good sword.

   "How much is this one?" Robin sounded rich and powerful.

"Oh, master, you have a real vision. This sword is produced by the famous Rice forging workshop. The steel used is the finest southern Usli steel. Now our store is offering a promotional event, as long as 30 gold can be used Take it!"

   Thirty gold! Robin was so scared that he almost threw his sword.

  He pretended to be calm and smiled slightly, put the sword back into the distance, and said disdainfully, "Huh, you're just a normal guy."

  The stupid big Simon behind didn't know that his lord was pretending, so he leaned forward to look at the sword, and said in a daze, "Boss, this sword is not bad, let's buy it."

  Robin really wanted to eat this muscular head alive on the spot, thirty gold, you can buy it if you say it? Selling you is not enough for thirty gold.

  But he pretended to be strong, and he had to finish the act. He gritted his molars and said, "It's just ordinary stuff, I don't like it."

   "Boss, your vision is too high, this sword is really good..."

   "Shut up! Subordinates are not allowed to refute their superiors!"

   "Boss, if you don't want to buy it for me, I don't dislike it." Simon opened his mouth wide, showing a simple and honest smile, like an old farmer in the field.

   Robin suddenly realized, good guy, he was waiting for me here, and he finally met me.

   He was so angry that he jumped up and slapped Simon on the back of the head: "Buy your head, get out and watch the horse!"

   "Oh." Simon rubbed the back of his head, aggrieved like a child weighing more than three hundred pounds, and went out pitifully.

  With Simon's lesson learned, the other highland barbarians hurriedly put the weapons they were playing with back into the weapon racks.

  Robin continued to ask the store owner about the price, all the way from the high price area to the low price area, and from the low price area to the clearance sale area. The sweetness of the business smile on the boss's face also plummeted.

  I thought it was a big fish, but it turned out to be a small shrimp.

  Finally, I asked about the cheapest weapon in the store, a very common standard long gun. The head of the gun is made of fine steel, and the body of the gun is made of iron flower tree wood, taking into account both hardness and toughness.

   Generally speaking, although this is a mediocre weapon, it is also sufficient. Many noble armies in the kingdom will issue this kind of spear to the big soldiers.

   That is, the length of the gun is only two meters, which is enough for ordinary imperial soldiers, but it is a bit small and exquisite for highlanders whose average height is two meters upwards.

  When Robin asked the price, an ordinary standard long gun cost fifty silver. He counted the gold coins in his pocket and found that it was enough to buy fifty-one long guns, but not enough to buy armor.

   Alas, a penny beats a hero.

   At this time, the smile on the boss's face has completely disappeared: "My guest, do you want to buy it or not?"

  Robin smiled calmly, turned around and left: "The quality of your weapons is too average, I'll go to another house to have a look."

boss:"…"

   After Robin led a group of iron guards away, the boss spat out the door in disgust: "Bah! Poor!"

   I’ve seen it all here, let’s bookmark it

  (end of this chapter)