The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 200 That's a Treasure Land

"This is a great opportunity to make a fortune."

Cyril told himself so.

He was a small peddler, and he also made a living by buying and selling goods to the front lines.

However, unlike most merchants, he is a special merchant called "Swallow".

"Swallows" never travel in normal seasons, and only when the orcs' harassment is the most frequent, they will risk their lives and carry small and precious supplies northward.

Although there are very few items in a single transaction, it can reap high profits equivalent to a small caravan.

But the disadvantages of becoming a "swallow" are also obvious. This profession is more life-consuming.

The three generations of Seril's ancestors have been "swallows", and the male members of the family are always stable between one and two. Up to now, no one has lived past the age of 30.

Doing this business can indeed make a lot of money, but Cyril can't take the risk once a year, only when the money is about to run out, he will start again with fear.

Fortunately, this year, he has a new choice.

With a direct ship to Windsor, Cyril no longer has to fight the orcs in the jungle!

The most dangerous part of this journey is the area where the orc cavalry are infested. As long as we bypass them and reach the real front line, the situation will be much better.

The soldiers and horses there are not weak.

So when he heard that there was a ferry ticket that could go directly to Windsor, Cyril bought tickets for himself and his donkey without saying a word.

There are also large caravans with the same idea.

Large caravans are often the ideal hunting targets for orcs, and when they are restless, the quotations from the frontline territories are so exciting.

In the past, they were impassable by water.

Fortunately, today, a genius lord who popped out of nowhere opened up the channel, and the merchants who knew how lucrative the business would be were desperately fighting for tickets, and even two gentlemen fought for two animal tickets!
If you can transport one more bag of goods, you will earn more!
On the day when the cargo ship set sail, speculators who had snatched the tickets boarded the ship proudly.

There were also many sad people in the city who didn't get tickets, so a rumor suddenly became popular in the market.

"Wendsor is a broken territory. The lord there lost his head three years ago. He can't keep that one-acre three-point land at all!"

"There are also murlocs! Those self-righteous idiots got on the boat! But they don't know that the bottom of the boat will be pierced at any time!"

"At that time, just wait and see, those disgusting water villains will eat them like birds catch worms!"

A lot of negative news about Windsor also grew in an instant. Some people heard that the local lord's summons were mice, so they laughed and said that Eckert was a "Furui control".

There are rumors that Windsor is so poor that he doesn't even have a house, and that the castle has collapsed early. In the eyes of these people, the rat people are primitive rats who use stone spears.

The constant information from the Ministry of Internal Affairs made Ickert feel high blood pressure, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because facts speak louder than words.

The first batch of passengers who set off were actually a little apprehensive.

Although a brand-new route is full of opportunities, it is often accompanied by equal risks.

Before Cyril set off, he also heard some rumors about Windsor.

It made him a little sensitive, and he had been on deck like a sentinel since the ship was on the road.

This long-term surveillance did allow him to notice the movement immediately.

I saw a dozen murlocs approaching the ship without concealing their whereabouts.

"It's an amphibious murloc!"

Seril was really taken aback, the rumors suddenly came true!
"Where are the murlocs!"

The merchants resting on the deck also came running one after another. Under the guidance of Seril, they saw that the murloc had climbed to the bottom of the ship and was fiddled with with the shell tools in their hands.

"Not good! They must be digging a boat!"

A businessman exclaimed, which immediately caused panic among the people.

Although the probability of drowning is not high when the ship is driving close to the river bank, their cargo may be lost.

"Those babies are my life! What shall we do?"

"Look for the captain! This cargo ship should hire adventurers to protect it, let them find someone to clear the murlocs!"

The merchants immediately took action on the deck, telling the sailors to go down to kill the murlocs, and warning the first officer to deal with it quickly or notify the captain to come up.

However, most of the crew ignored the merchants' nonsense. Windsor had already greeted them, and they also knew that this group of murlocs would not attack the ships.

However, the merchants did not understand the reaction of the sailors. It was not until the captain came up from below while arranging his clothes that he explained everything to the panicked merchants.

"Gentlemen, don't get excited, you might as well take a good look at what the group of murlocs are doing."

"Mr. Captain, are you crazy? They can only dig a boat!"

Seril almost couldn't hold back his anger, at this moment, the captain is still perfunctory them!
"Calm down, sir, please calm down, you come with me, yes, come here, look, now, please tell me what they are doing?"

Seril was dragged to the side by the captain and looked down impatiently.

Then he was taken aback by the behavior of the murloc.

"What?"

A murloc scraped off the barnacles at the bottom of the boat with the shell in his hand, put them in his mouth and dazzled happily.

Then, a few pieces of moss were poured down as a side dish, and the small fish was rolled with seaweed to eat.

"Did they eat at the bottom of the boat?"

The businessmen had opened their eyes. Are the murlocs in Windsor area more docile, or are they under the illusion?
"How the hell is this done?"

Seril remembered that wherever there were amphibious murlocs, they would usually be accompanied by attacks.

How can they be so easy to talk to?
"You have to ask the lord of Windsor about this."

The captain shrugged.

"He can even tame those big upright mice, and it shouldn't be a problem to tame murlocs."

The captain left only this sentence, and then walked down the cabin again.

The merchants are also looking forward to that mysterious territory.

In just five days, the trackers pulled the boat to the territory.

This can be called fast for the land journey that often takes more than half a month.

Merchants carrying big and small bags walked down the newly built river port, which is still being expanded and is expected to eventually be able to dock five large ships at the same time.

And the merchant's first impression of the city behind the port is that it is full of martial arts.

Even if the dense web of thorns is lifeless, it will not make people feel unsafe.

From time to time, you can still see teams training in the field. That neat line looks like an elite team!
After the merchants stepped off the ship, they immediately felt the enthusiasm of the city again.

Eckert arranged for more than 200 slave rats to help merchants unload their goods.

As soon as they saw someone stepping off the boat, the rats happily came up to meet them.

(End of this chapter)