"Go and rescue the wounded!" Buck ordered the people behind him, then slowly walked to the swordsman and asked, "Who are you? Why did you attack my people?"
"My lord, you don't need to know who I am. As long as your lord is willing to let me go, I will definitely receive a considerable ransom." After the swordsman saw Buck, his eyes moved slightly, and then he said immediately.
"Sir, they are a slave-catching team. I heard in the north that there is a group of slave-catching teams who are hunting down the old and weak refugees." At this moment, Brutz came over and said.
"Slave-catching team, I understand. What are the team's casualties?" When Buck heard that it was the slave-catching team, Buck's expression changed, and he vaguely knew the identity of the other party.
The Slave Catching Team of the Truth Chamber of Commerce. Every large chamber of commerce has its own slave catching team. However, the slave catching team is an angry organization, so these slave catching teams will not have any contact with those chambers of commerce, and even some slave catching teams None of the members of the slave team knew which chamber of commerce they belonged to.
"There are no dead people. I'm afraid they want to arrest us as well." Bruz shook his head.
"Sir, this is just a misunderstanding. I didn't expect those to be yours..." Before the swordsman could finish his words, Buck stabbed him with his sword. The opponent was shocked and was about to dodge, but was held down by Elise. Buck's sword penetrated his chest directly.
"Why? We are trading partners..." The swordsman looked at Buck in disbelief.
"Have you recognized my identity? Obviously your status in the Chamber of Truth is not low. Do you think I will let someone know that I have a vampire around me? Especially a group of guys who can do anything for money. "Buck slowly drew out his dagger.
The refugees in the distance might not be able to tell anything, but the swordsman in front of him should be an elite. After fighting Elise for so long, he might have recognized Elise's identity as a vampire.
"You are a cultist. These refugees are going to be used for sacrifice. The Holy See of Dawn will not let you go. I will wait for you in hell!!!"
Click.
The swordsman's neck was broken directly.
"Do you deserve to be promoted to the Holy See of Dawn?" Elise said with an ugly face.
"You scared the people over there." Buck pointed to the refugees in the north in the distance.
"It's okay. I came out in the woods. They won't know my identity. You can handle the comfort yourself, Lord." Elise naturally knew Buck's abilities and also knew Buck's purpose of accepting these refugees.
Although these refugees may not bring wealth to Buck, some women are still able to give birth. Slowly, new residents will appear in Buck's territory. The development of the territory is inseparable from gold coins and population, and what Buck lacks most is money.
"I won't comfort you, Sim. You are all fellow villagers. I leave those people to you."
"Yes, sir." Sim, who had been following Buck and was ready to protect him at any time, nodded and walked towards the group of refugees.
Sim was worthy of being regarded as the leader of the refugees before, but after a while, Buck received a reminder that the refugees wanted to join the territory.
This time the scout team brought a total of thirty-seven people. Buck took them all as ordered, destroyed all the corpses of the slave-catching team members, and then led the team back to the grain truck and ordered some of the grain to be taken out and given to these people. The refugees cooked a meal, and after eating and drinking, a group of people walked toward York Town in a mighty manner.
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In an open space about half a day's journey from Yorktown, a convoy was temporarily stationed here. In addition to a group of well-equipped guards, there were also 200 young and middle-aged slaves chained up and a group of old and weak people in ragged clothes and frightened faces.
"Have Preston and the others not come back yet?" A man in gorgeous clothes asked impatiently in the camp.
"There is no news yet, sir." The subordinate next to him replied with some horror, because he knew that the person in front of him hated unpunctual guys the most, and he liked to take out his anger on others.
"Damn it, wait no more, go to Yorktown immediately, we are already too late!" As the person in charge of the Truth Chamber of Commerce in the north, even the Duke needs to treat him with courtesy when he sees him, but this time he just It was enough for him to personally lead a small business involving hundreds of people, which was enough to make him angry. Now that his subordinates had broken their promise, Vigor felt that his anger could no longer be suppressed.
But there was no other way. The headquarters ordered him to deliver the goods safely to York Town, and brought a lot of supplies with him. He asked to trade with Baron Buck, and he had to obey.
Soon, the convoy set off again, heading towards Yorktown.
When the convoy arrived at York Town, Buck was already waiting outside the town. Originally, Buck wanted to set up a trading market in the town, but considering certain factors, he gave up the idea and set up a business in the open space outside the town. We built some simple wooden frames or something to trade with each other.
"I'm sorry, Baron Buck. We were supposed to arrive the day before yesterday, but due to some additional requirements from Baron Buck, it was delayed for some time."
Seeing York, Vigor immediately showed a professional smile.
"It's okay. I'm the one who should be sorry. I should be entertaining you all in the town, but the town is too small." Buck also showed an eight-tooth fake smile and greeted the other party.
"It's nothing. As a caravan, it is basic common sense to set up a camp in the wild. Let's start the handover now. Then our caravan will stay in York Town for three days to trade some daily necessities."
Vigor said, taking out a list.
"One special talent steward, Horn, and 200 young and middle-aged slaves. This amount has already been delivered in Black Cliff City. You can take it away directly. The rest is a supplementary agreement. Special goods of one gold coin for every 10 people. We came here this time and collected about 500 people, so if you count 500 people, Chenghui will give you 50 gold coins."
Vigor said, curling his lips without leaving a trace. He didn't know why the superiors would agree to such a stupid request. Although selling 10 of these old, weak, sick and disabled people for one gold coin is a lot, it is very troublesome to manage. 50 gold coins are simply not enough. Not enough for transportation costs.
"No problem, I'll ask someone to withdraw the money right now." Buck nodded with satisfaction. He didn't expect that the other party could capture so many displaced refugees in the north. Then he turned around and ordered: "John, give this guy 50 gold coins." Bit……"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Vigor, and I am the person in charge of the Northern Territory of the Truth Chamber of Commerce." Seeing that Buck didn't know what to call himself, Vigor introduced himself.
"Get 50 gold coins for this Vigor, and then work with Sim to receive the 500 people and give them treatment and food. As for the other 200 people, bring them to the town, but don't remove their shackles. Let the townspeople be careful. Point, these people are strong and would be troublesome if they cause trouble."
"Yes, sir." John, who was following Buck, saluted Buck and immediately went to do his business.
"Now, let me take my dear steward back. Where are the others?" After giving John the order, Buck asked. He saw the refugees and 200 slaves, but he did not see his steward.
"After all, it is important cargo, so it must be transported carefully." Vigor clapped his hands and saw two people walking over carrying a stone statue.
"In order to cause unnecessary trouble, we have done some small tricks on him. When dawn tomorrow, the petrified state will disappear, and then the Baron will be able to reminisce with your butler."
