Chapter 33: Strike while the iron is hot

Style: Fantasy Author: Night KnightWords: 2312Update Time: 24/01/18 04:50:12
Strike while the iron is hot.

Gavin didn't give Anna any chance to regret, and set off as soon as dawn, without stopping all the way, speeding to the city of Beldusk.

Here, Gavin fulfilled his promise, helped Anna find a suitable caravan, sent letters to her parents and teachers, and then found a suitable caravan here and joined as a fellow traveler.

This caravan will go north after arriving at Asbrawen, walking along the distant mountains, from Horusvar through the Sunset Mountains, along the Goblin Borderlands, passing through Thun Swamp, Distant Sea Swamp and rocky land. Arriving at Tiffinton, the destination of Gavin's trip, brought an end to a journey of more than 3,000 kilometers.

This is the closest of the three trade routes to Tifanton, but it is also the most difficult and dangerous. Once it passes through the Sunset Mountains and reaches the goblin wilderness, the trade routes along the way are no longer dominated by humans, but by humans. Various monster groups.

Gavin chose this path because he was most familiar with it, having walked it at least three times, one of which was as a slave.

In his previous life, he was sold to the Zhentarim through this business road. This business road is also the focus of the Zhentarim's future development.

When I followed this business path in my previous life, the time was basically close to now.

Therefore, the most dangerous business path in the eyes of others is the safest in Gavin's eyes. At the very least, he knows where the dangers are and where there are profits to be made.

The most important thing is that his short-term goal will be to focus on the rocky terrain of the last leg of the journey. Taking advantage of the opportunity to walk again, he can dig deep into his memory while making a new round of planning.

The caravan went very smoothly on the road before Hruvas, and humans were the dominant ones here.

By the time they arrived at the west entrance of the Sunset Mountains, the caravan was almost ready.

In Gavin's view, this caravan is still on a level playing field. All the independent merchants are veterans of business for many years. Many of them have been on this trade route three or four times and have rich experience. Most of the hired guards also know each other. Old acquaintances, on the contrary, the three Gavins are completely new faces.

Fortunately, in this caravan, Gavin met an acquaintance whom he had met on the way north. This merchant had acquaintances all over the place, and these acquaintances naturally quickly became Gavin's acquaintances.

In Hruvas, they bumped into another caravan. Although they didn't merge, they were one behind the other, and the distance was no more than 20 kilometers. It was still a response.

Normally, all businessmen are in a competitive relationship, but when faced with external threats, they can often unite to fight against the danger.

There are no near misses when traveling through the Sunset Mountains.

This kind of shock was not caused by the monster swarm, but by the landslide caused by the heavy rain. Apart from smashing a few carriages and the goods on them, there was no loss of life.

Since they joined as fellow travelers, Gavin and the others were relatively free to move around in the caravan. Even if they left the caravan for a period of time and came back, there would be no problem.

The premise is that we can still catch up with the caravan. After all, the caravan's itinerary is not fixed. It stops and goes, and sometimes it is forced to take detours. Everything is decided temporarily based on the weather and road conditions.

This situation most tests the business experience of the caravan leader and the merchants. A wise decision will avoid a devastating disaster.

In this aspect, Gavin considered himself inferior to those businessmen.

Therefore, we seldom intervene and make random suggestions, and try to reduce the number of departures from the team as much as possible. Even if we leave the team, it will not exceed three hours at a time. Even if the team has left, the traces will be very fresh and easy to track.

Gavin still went there with the idea of ​​making a lot of friends. If he could help, he would help as much as possible. It didn't matter whether it was money or not. The most important thing was to make more friends.

The wild animals that we usually hunted, the wild vegetables that we dug, and the like, even if there were extra, were not sold for money. Instead, we entertained a bunch of people on the spot and ate and drank.

Sincere friends are not considered true friends. Anyway, there are a lot of fair-weather friends. As long as it is not too excessive, the entire caravan is willing to open the door for Gavin and the others.

Along the way, Gavin spent most of his time on self-cultivation. This time he was no longer alone. Vic and Anna accompanied him.

After this journey of edification and subtle influence, Vic, who was originally like a puppet on a string, finally found his goal in life, which was to become stronger and not be able to control his destiny. At least he was unwilling to fall into the same hungry state again. A life of well-fed slavery.

Driven by this goal in life, he is like a sponge, eagerly absorbing all the knowledge around him, including physical exercise and close combat skills that many people think are not important to warlocks.

He was willing to learn, and Gavin was naturally not stingy with his teachings. He specially selected the ones that suited his physical condition and taught him the flexible fighting skills.

If possible, Gavin still wanted to get two dwarf muskets or hand cannons for him to defend himself.

As for the one in Gavin's hand, it wasn't that he wasn't willing to give it to him, but the back seat was so powerful that it was very difficult for him to use it. With Vic's small body, he would probably break a bone every time he fired.

It's a pity that the caravans encountered along the way are basically not related to the dwarfs of Lantan Island, and there are no sellers of goods there. They can only be entrusted to them. Pay attention in the future. If you can get such goods, as long as the price is right , can be shipped to Tiffanytown, where he will buy it in large quantities.

This is purely based on the idea of ​​casting a wide net and catching fish diligently. Regardless of whether there are fish or not, cast the net first. It is best to catch fish. If you cannot catch fish, there is no loss.

Anyway, Gavin didn't have much hope for this. The dwarfs on Lantan Island were notoriously isolated from the world. He had not seen a few firearms from there in his previous life, not to mention that Fanton was thousands of miles away from Lantan Island. miles away, the likelihood of goods arriving is even smaller.

Instead of pinning your hopes on trade, it would be faster to wait until you settle down and find a suitable craftsman to develop and imitate the one you have.

As for the other companion, not to mention Anna.

She is like a little bird out of the cage now, not to mention how happy she is, and she is extremely energetic.

While following Gavin for high-intensity training, he still had the energy to run around, looking at this and touching that. He was full of curiosity about everything and had the eagerness to learn more.

Coupled with her natural simplicity, kindness, and helpfulness, and her lovable face, her popularity among the caravans was far higher than Gavin's.

Gavin's friendship with those businessmen was somewhat utilitarian. He had decided to take root in Yandi, and these businessmen were the elders of this business road. There would be more and more opportunities to deal with them in the future.

Anna, on the other hand, has no other thoughts and simply likes to help others.

Although her healing spells have weird side effects, her ordinary medical methods are absolutely nothing to say. Minor illnesses and disasters can be cured with medicine.

She didn't brag about herself. She was really good at mixing healing potions. She was able to easily mix a lot of potions for treating minor injuries and minor injuries based on the various medicinal materials collected in the wild along the way.

The treatment effect was quite good, with only one small flaw - after drinking the healing potion she prepared, instead of feeling warm and comfortable, my whole body felt tingling and itchy, as if there were countless insects in my body, gnawing at my bones and flesh.

It can range from a few seconds to a dozen seconds in severe cases. Whoever uses it knows the taste of life and death.