Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

Ian couldn't figure it out. It was hard to say for Ian about other starting professions, but if a mercenary knight with armor and a tamed horse encountered such a caravan at full status, he would undoubtedly be able to deal with them.

It's just that since Ian is currently in an unarmored state, he doesn't dare to take risks.

While Ian was thinking about it, the player also exchanged opinions with his servant, and the lean fake businessman came to Ian. Ian also pretended not to notice their little movements and said nothing.

"I am Damon, a traveling merchant from Brightwater in the Reach."

"I don't care who you are?" Ian interrupted, "I only care about this batch of salt."

"May I ask you are?"

"Ser Ian Hisham." Ian smiled. He did not pretend to be an orthodox Lannister in front of the players like he did in front of the groom. After all, it was far more troublesome to lie like that than to have an illegitimate child.

At this time, the advantage of pretending to be an illegitimate child is very obvious. As long as the other party does not want to offend you to death, they will not ask further.

"Perhaps you haven't heard of me, but this batch of goods is wanted by Ser Kevan (brother of Tywin Lannister, Duke of Casterly Rock). I suggest you don't have any ideas." Ian pulled the tiger skin. warned.

"Uh." The lean businessman was obviously frightened again. This obviously went beyond what the leader had just told him to say, so he looked at the fat servant again.

The fat man felt a little crazy, so he had to step forward quickly and explained: "Sir, my name is Harui. My cousin is not very bright. I usually make the decisions on everything in the caravan."

A very reasonable explanation, Ian sneered in his heart, if I were really the illegitimate son of some nobleman, I would have been deceived by you.

"I'm not a lord, I'm just a knight." Ian rejected the merchant's compliment sternly (perhaps it was just a slip of the tongue?), "Anyway, it's up to you to talk to me and give me this batch of goods. You What kind of compensation do you want? I can make the decision and pay you three times the price. Even if you send the goods to the south and disperse them in batches, the profit will not be more than this."

"Unless you want to evade taxes, by the way, you probably don't want to evade taxes, right?" Ian was talking nonsense, wondering if he could escape safely if he drew his sword and killed the businessman now.

The conclusion is no, because judging from the unhurried speed of the salt miners, it is difficult for Ian to say that the foreman has not been bribed by the other party.

He would have a certain chance of simply killing the merchants among a few trash servants and escaping, but if these miners were bribed by him, it would be difficult for him to leave.

After all, miners in this era have always been a semi-mafia gang. If you don't have any skills, you can't control such a high-profit scene. For miners, cracking your head open is no more difficult than cracking a stone in a well.

Moreover, the businessman's convoy was lying in front of the gate of the mine. If he wanted to leave the mine, he had to make a circle around the convoy just like when he came in. This undoubtedly increased the risk of being beaten down by the salt workers.

Opposite Ian, Harui's thoughts were also racing. He was not here to make profits from this little salt. He was here for the huge sum of 3,000 gold dragons and S-level NPCs. Who knew he would be able to escape halfway? A fool is worse than an illegitimate child.

If he gave up the opportunity to hunt here and went to Salt Farm Town to arrange the layout again, time would be too hasty. There are now a hundred players thinking about how to grab blood, and time is everything.

"Of course it's impossible. We are legal businessmen. My family has been good people for three generations and we will never do anything illegal." Harui bowed his head respectfully.

"Oh? So, four generations back, someone has committed a crime? Otherwise, you should say that all generations have been good citizens."

"No, no, no," Harui waved his hand quickly, "I don't know my great-grandfather at all. We are honest people and we will never talk nonsense about things we are not sure of."

Damn it! You are an honest person, and Tazhai is a model village! "I don't have time to listen to your jokes, so you just ask, can my proposal be a deal?"

"No, no, no, of course it's not necessary," Haruy shook his head again, "We just need to let the salt mine return the principal we have paid. Please give my regards to Sir Kevan."

"Enough! Who do you think you are? When did Ser Kevan need a pariah to say hello?" Ian couldn't help but sneered, and said in a Lannister's arrogant tone, "I said I'd pay you three times, you take it. That is, don’t even think about taking advantage of this opportunity to have any relationship.”

Harui's face froze. He had just said this out of habit, completely forgetting that as a businessman, he was not qualified to climb up to the Lannister family. Only after being scolded by Ian did he react. I had to force out an awkward smile.

He didn't dare to feel any anger, because he knew that it was natural for nobles in this era to have this attitude towards civilians, even if the guy was just an illegitimate child.

Ian looked at Harui and overcame the nervousness in his heart. I ruined your fishing plan. Use whatever means you have.

Soon, Ian keenly noticed that Harui winked at the foreman of the salt well. His guess was indeed correct! The other party had already bribed the foreman! Fortunately, I didn't act rashly just now.

"Then Sir Ian, please go to the town to rest first. We will start counting the inventory now. You can take all the goods away early tomorrow morning." The foreman walked to Ian and said respectfully.

It turned out that he wanted to distract me so that he could continue to squat here. Ian's eyes flickered and he said, "Take me to see the goods first. Our family's transportation team will be here soon. Then my people will help. We will try to finish loading the truck before tonight."

"By the way, Harui, move your convoy first, don't block our position when the time comes." Ian looked at Harui and clearly stated his true purpose.

Harui's convoy just blocked the gate of the salt field. As long as he moved these carts away, he could rush out immediately after killing him.

"Okay Sir, I am happy to serve you." Haruy bowed.

Hearing the news that a transport team from the Lannister family was coming, he gave up his plan to have any contact with the bastard. Anyway, the Lannister group would leave after pulling the salt today. At worst, he would fill the bag with sand tomorrow. Fishing continues here.

So Harui began to order his servants to move the car.

Seeing this, all the nerves in Ian's body tensed up, ready for a thunderous strike.

Now no one here doubts him. He only needs to take advantage of the gap after killing Harui and no one can react. With the strength of his horse's feet, no one here can catch up with him.

However, just as he watched Harui's carts about to leave the spot, the sound of arrows cutting through the air and a low scream suddenly sounded.