Riding and Slashing

Chapter 181 Good Brother Ramon

Singal.

This is a large and lively city, even more lively than Sarleon.

As we all know, if many people are willing to go to a city, it is either because it is safe enough to protect personal property or because it is chaotic enough to find a lot of excitement...

As for Singal, it is obviously the latter.

A long row of tattered corpses hung on the city's outer wall, almost completely covered by dense flies. When the wind blows, a cloud of black mist will be released from the shaking corpses.

The rotting corpses and the stench of rotting vegetables permeated the air, mixed with the smell of spices and opium in the market, forming a unique smell that belonged to Singal.

Only the herbal stalls exude some exotic aromas--the kind that make people dizzy after smelling them.

Snack vendors flap their dirty straw hats and sell meat skewers. The meat pierced by bamboo sticks is sizzling and shiny on the stove fueled by cow and horse manure, but the source of these meat is quite suspicious...

Bundles of silk were crowded on the counter, but much of the satin was stained with blood.

Most of the weapon dealers are also used weapons, and basically every weapon has dark brown stains that cannot be cleaned.

Some D'Shar, who are known to be outlaws at a glance, also openly sell their trophies in Singal's market-heavy clothing, shoes and hats, deformed gold and silver jewelry, and even some with Clearly heraldic shields and armor.

The drug dealers directly set up bongs and straw mats on the street, and many addicts were lying on their sides on the straw mats, smoking in public, and there seemed to be people waiting in line next to the straw mats—this was probably The most 'orderly' scene that can be seen in the entire chaotic market.

In the very middle of the market was a huge booth on which slave traders were waving their whips to display their wares - some strong young men and women with their hands and feet tied up, all naked and naked, every body was inspected by customers on the booth. From time to time, the traffickers would open the mouths of the slaves to let the guests see the teeth.

Of course, the slaves sold publicly are all low-grade goods. The slave booth is next to the livestock market for selling horses and donkeys, and the sales process on both sides looks exactly the same.

There were quite a lot of customers entering the market, but most of the locals with white cloths on their heads tightly covered their wallets and put their hands on the hilt of their swords, as if they were always on guard against their backs.

And customers from out of town... wish them luck.

Anyway, those seemingly harmless urchins around are waiting for their opportunity, and occasionally some suspicious gadgets will be accidentally exposed in their sleeves-small razor blades used to cut wallets.

In addition to the market, the streets and alleys are also full of people from all walks of life.

Knights who still wear black armor and horned helmets on hot days;

Snake Cult warriors in full green viper attire;
There are also pagans in brown cloaks, warriors with long-handled knives, men in black playing with daggers...

These various people look very different, the only thing they have in common is that they all have the same demeanor—the kind of dangerous eyes that only a thug who has been murdering and arsonating for a long time has.

These heretics and murderers roamed the streets unhindered by the city's guards with pointed helmets and spears, who ignored them.

There are many tall courtyards on the street, which seem to be the headquarters of various organizations, but there are almost no guards. Probably no one would dare to stay in front of these courtyards—even the guards in the city avoid those courtyards. the door.

The murder deeds are publicly posted in various taverns in Singal, and some are posted outside the doors of some taverns... From time to time, people will take a look, but most of them will leave quickly, maybe they are just checking their names. appear on the wall.

And in the seedier alleys of the city, where filthy wild dogs wrestle with young orphans in the rubbish heaps, some members of the Red Brotherhood are pointing at them as they recruit members from among these young children .

Some stumbled women wore bright and revealing skirts and stood at the door of low, dark houses, offering special services for a few copper coins. Most of them wore veils, presumably to cover some traces of pain and disease.

The 'prophets' in tattered robes were also preaching the benefits of believing in cults in the alley, and in the small temple behind them, which was even more tattered than the robes, human sacrifices were being carried out openly. The fire and blood might indeed bring them some believer.

Only those who appear to be mad at first glance can navigate these mean streets without hindrance.Their madness may have been caused by contact with the gods, it may have been caused by poison, but in any case, only the madman are inviolable...

The groans and begs of the lame beggars, the greasy cries of peddlers, the melodious calls of prostitutes, the whimpering and barking of stray dogs after being kicked, the angry roars of victims, and the chants of priests with various accents... …

All this constitutes a symphony called 'Singal'.

Not harmonious, but, very "free".

And in the very center of Singal, a tambourine with an ominous rhythm drives the heartbeat of the city.

But the center of the city is not the castle of the lord, but a luxurious building taller than the castle.

The lord of Singal was named Tahir, a caliph.

Although he was nominally in the service of 'Bahad Khan' Kadan, his service was more or less limited to periodically trying to issue a little new order in the city and crucifying the 'outlaws' to the walls.

The stench of rotting corpses even permeated the wealthy areas of the town, but as long as Tahir was still making offerings on time, Kadan Great Khan rarely interfered with Singal's affairs, because he knew that even if he sent out an army, he would not be able to conquer The forces in the city of Singal.

In fact, most of the Pendor people think that Singal is not so much the territory of the D'Shar Duchy, but rather a free territory outside of order and morality.

Because the orders and laws promulgated by the Great Khan of Kadan and the Caliph Tahir serve only to provide a little topic for the residents to gossip, the power and justice of this city are completely determined by dinars.

And in this city, the person with the most dinars is not the city lord Tahir, but a slave trader named 'Ramon'—so, Ramon is the 'justice messenger' in this city, He is also the real speaker of Singal.

Fruz's slave hunting group traveled thousands of miles to the Noldor Forest to commit crimes because of a reward.

And the person who issued the reward was Ramon.

Ramon's reputation is quite large. In fact, the name Ramon is even more famous than the ruler of the Principality of D'Shar, 'Bahad Khan' Kadan.

Because he is the largest slave trader in Singal, and also the largest slave trader and ransom broker in the entire Pendor continent.

In other words, he was the spokesperson for all slave traders in Singal.

Even Li Ang is very familiar with the name Ramon, whether in his previous life or now.

Ramon's nickname is "good brother" - in the previous life, players would say this nickname when joking, because players would sell them to him after they got captives, and they met Ramon the most times.

But after coming to Pendor Continent, Li Ang discovered a wonderful coincidence——Ramon actually has the nickname 'good brother'.

But this is not because he has anything to do with the Brotherhood. In fact, Ramon is not a member of the Red Brotherhood, but his slave business has been more successful than all the Red Brotherhood agents.

He made Singal's slave market the first choice for buying slaves on the entire continent, and he was the recognized leader of all slave traders in Singal.

Ramon got the nickname 'good brother' mainly because he was good at making friends - anyone who ignores his 'friendship' and doesn't want to treat him as a 'good brother' usually turns into a bad boy after a while. They were sold as slaves, or simply disappeared mysteriously.

Well, there's a chance of being found, too—such as finding a swollen corpse on the lake behind Singal.

Five of Singal's first six judges were thus found on the lake.

And the last judge resolutely implemented the fairest Singalian justice-the kind determined by the amount of dinars stuffed into his hands, so this judge has been a judge of justice for several years in peace, After becoming Ramon's good brother, life is quite nourishing.

Therefore, Ramon must be a 'good brother' - all Singalians admit this, including the city lord Tahir...

That luxurious building taller than Tahir's castle is Ramon's property.

It looked like a luxury hotel.

Perhaps that is indeed the most luxurious hotel in the entire Pendor Continent.

After all, this large building covering an area of ​​nearly ten acres has six floors above the ground alone, providing three hundred luxury suites, enough for thousands of people to stay comfortably.

But in fact, the real body of the building is below the ground.

There are three floors underground, and each floor has a different secret room.

That is Ramon's slave auction site, which is different from the low-end slave booths in the Singal market. This is the only place in the whole continent that can sell those "top goods" - such as those noble girls with noble blood, or those with unbelievable beauty. Beautiful Noldo Maiden.

Right now, Ramon is in a small luxurious secret room, handing a glass of wine to a middle-aged man in a noble robe.

Behind him on the stage, some girls in veils, or just veils, were beating tambourines in a cheerful rhythm.

"Brother, are you sure that Feruz can really get back the Noldor noble girl?"

This man in aristocratic robes looks about 50 to [-] years old. He is burly and greasy, but his face is covered with a golden beard and his hair is also golden. He is obviously not a D'Shar.

There were two hot and scantily clad women sitting on his left and right, but he didn't seem to be interested in the woman beside him at the moment, so he just took a sip of his wine and put the glass on the table.

"I just got the news from him half an hour ago, and he has already got it—after all, he got the Nudo girl a few years ago... I miss that auction very much..."

Ramon shook the red liquid in the glass, and it seemed that he did have some nostalgia for the past.

"That is your famous work in the auction house, of course I know... But those are just three elf girls, not Noldor nobles... What I need are noble girls! You know, let an army come from Passing through the kingdom is not easy, I took a lot of risks..."

The greasy noble reached out and pushed away the woman next to him who picked up the wine glass and planned to feed it to his mouth.

Ramon shook his hand holding the wine glass, and the two women left with great interest.

"Alderfried, my friend, you have to believe in the power of dinars...Although Fruz is a brazen bastard, as long as there are enough dinars in front of him, he will definitely be able to put Bring back what you need..."

Ramon seemed quite confident in Feruz's slave hunters.

In other words, it is confidence in the dinar.

He raised his glass to Alderfred, signaling for a drink.

"But, when will he get the goods back?... Good brother, I don't have much time..."

Alfred looked anxious, picked up the glass but didn't drink.

"To be honest, Alfred, I don't understand...why are you in such a hurry? And why would you spend such a large price on a slave for a nobleman like you?"

Ramon shook his head and smiled: "I can see that you don't like beautiful women..."

"Good brother... I'm just not interested in vulgar fans. I'm still very interested in the Noldor elves..."

Alfred shook his head and smiled, with a little vigilance in his eyes.

"Alderfried, it seems that you don't trust me very much... I have the most top beauties in the whole continent here, but you haven't even looked at them... And what you want is the nobleman of the Noldor Maiden—if it is only to get the Noldor, then any Noldor girl is about the same, why do you only want noble girls?"

Ramon put away his smile, got up and approached Alderfrey, and said word by word: "My friend, you don't want to continue to be good brothers with me, do you?"

Alfred's face twitched a few times, but then he laughed: "My good brother, don't be kidding, the drums here are too loud, I can hardly hear your voice..."

Ramon also smiled and waved his hand, and the veiled girls who were beating the tambourine behind him all left the secret room.

"It's just the two of us now, Alfred, tell me the real reason - I know you are definitely not the final buyer!"

Ramon took the wine bottle in his hands and filled the glass held by Alfred.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I will offer the noble girl of the Noldor to the king! It is my king who wants... tsk... this wine is very good!"

The good brother poured the wine himself, and of course Alfred couldn't refuse. He picked it up and took a sip. Afterwards, he probably felt that it was really delicious, and then took another sip.

"To the king? You mean Ulrik? No wonder so many mercenary groups entered the Noldor Forest... I thought your Sarleon Kingdom hired so many mercenary groups to destroy a certain Noldor tribe... "

Ramon was obviously also surprised: "Why would Ulrik want an elf noble girl? It can't be for the purpose of marrying an elf, right?"

"Hmph...the king does not need to report to me..."

Alderfried shook his head, apparently not wanting to reveal any secrets, but there was a hint of ferocity on his face: "But I have to seize this opportunity! Maybe you don't know, I was blackmailed by Ulrich before! "

Ramon frowned, and then quickly realized: "King Ulrik blackmailed you? Is it to get enough dinars to recruit a mercenary group? Your Kelledan castle has been quite rich these years, It is normal for the king to borrow money..."

"It's not about borrowing money, it's about coercion—Ulrik knew about the fact that I sold civilians in the territory to Singal as slaves. He used this to blackmail me and asked me to pay [-] dinars! Otherwise, I would not only lose The title and territory will be ruined..."

Alfred gritted his teeth and said, he picked up his glass and drank it down.

"Then you still intend to fulfill the king's wish? I don't think you are such a magnanimous person..."

Ramon shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth again, picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass for Alfred.

"Satisfy his wish? Hahaha... Ramon, good brother, I bought it from you with money, of course to sell it to him at a higher price! I have to earn back the money he extorted! You have to... Hiccup...give me a higher status!"

Alfred picked up his glass and looked at it, hiccupped, then raised his eyebrows and took another drink.

Apparently, the wine was really good, even addictive, and Alfred seemed a little confused.

Ramon frowned: "I can understand that you want to resell the business to make a difference... But, a noble girl from the Noldor can make Ulrik give you a higher status? He is not such a person... What is the reason?"

"Because a virgin among the nobles of the Noldor... Hiccup... the blood of a virgin can heal the king's disease!... If I can get the noble maiden of the Noldor, I can... Hiccup... in turn threaten Ur Rick!"

Alfred seemed a little crazy, and started talking about everything.

There was a deep smile on Ramon's face, and his voice became softer: "Then, the king must be willing to pay a lot of money..."

Alderfried showed a strange smile with his mouth slanted: "A pure Noldor noble girl... Hiccup... 30 dinars..."

He fell crookedly, and the wine glass fell to the ground.

The red liquid spilled from the cup onto the carpet, but it turned the originally red carpet into blue-gray.

It's definitely not wine, presumably some kind of hallucinogen!
Ramon smiled and looked at Alder Fred, who fell on the ground and fell into a state of intoxication, and shook his head: "Since it's so profitable, how can I let you earn the difference? Good brother..."

He exhaled and clapped his hands twice.

Hearing Ramon's high-five, several men in black appeared at the door of the secret room: "Lord Ramon."

A little boss-like man in black came in with his head bowed. It seemed that they respected and feared Ramon. The little boss didn't even dare to raise his head when he was talking to Ramon.

"Throw this baron to the auction house, and inform Fort Kyle Ledan, and let them redeem him with [-] dinars!"

"Let all the brothers gather, let's 'greet' that batch of expensive goods...According to Fruz's habit, he should bring a small group of people back first? Haha..."

(End of this chapter)