Chapter 296

The bargaining process was boring. If it weren't for the money, Field really didn't want to spit with Simon.

In the end, the rose salt of Night Territory was finally supplied to Simon at the price of 60 silver coins.

At the same time, Field also signed a contract: without Simon's authorization, it was not allowed to sell rose salt to other lords.

It was another monopoly business. If it weren't for the need to enter and exit the territory through the gate of Maple Leaf Territory, Field would not have agreed to such a domineering clause.

When Li Hongzhang came, he sighed in anger.

Field silently swore: When the strength is sufficient, I will directly break through the trade blockade and sell things to whoever I want.

Happy beans and rose salt brought me 62,000 gold coins in one breath, alleviating the financial crisis of the territory.

"Sometimes I envy you, Field." Simon even felt that he didn't make enough, and sighed, "This is an amazing fortune. As long as you have a treasure map, you can start a treasure hunt legend."

Simon greedily tasted the refined salt, thinking about getting the gold coins back.

"More than a month's income doesn't seem to be much, an average of 2,000 gold coins a day in trade income."

Field shook his head. For an individual, 60,000 gold coins are enough to live a life of drunkenness and dreaming until death.

But for the Night Territory, which has a lot of work to do, it's not enough to waste money.

"Goodbye, I'll go shopping first."

Field performed an impeccable noble salute and was about to leave when he met two masked guys.

The white robe with gold patterns, paired with a silver mask, fluttered in his clothes, exuding a domineering aura.

"Clang!"

Before Field could see clearly, the man walking in front suddenly shook his sleeves and drew his sword quickly. The terrifying power made the air emit a violent whine.

The overwhelming murderous aura suppressed his fighting spirit, and even gave him the illusion of wanting to be killed by this sword.

"Fuck!"

Biting his tongue hard, the piercing pain made Field quickly come back to his senses, and reached out to touch the Gluttony Great Sword behind him.

Ever since the empire was in chaos, he would carry Rosaria on his back wherever he went.

"Field, their killing intentions are not pure, they are undoubtedly a test. It doesn't matter if I die in battle. I can wait for hundreds of years and be reborn in the gray fog, but if you die, you will really die."

However, Rosaria's warning suddenly sounded in his mind, and at the same time, the Gluttony Great Sword used the white cloth used for camouflage to carefully cover the corrupt breath gushing out of the sword body.

The long sword finally hovered one centimeter above Field's head, and the cold blade made his scalp numb.

"What... what a fast speed."

Field was frightened, and a sickly blush appeared on his face. Field pulled back and exclaimed: "Simon, what's going on? An assassin has come in."

"Calm down, haha, my friend." Simon laughed evilly, his round belly trembling wildly, "I was also like this at the beginning, and was frightened by them. They are really naughty beauties. But you'd better not get angry, they are all third-level God Chosen."

The two masked men stepped back a few steps, took off their masks, and revealed their stunning looks.

"We are the Purge Imperial Guards. Sorry for the intrusion, Baron." The woman silently put away her long sword, and her waterfall-like hair covered her left eye. "Because there is a difficult chosen one in the Shadow World Sect, named Libao, who has the ability to possess, we must find her."

"There is really no better way than this." Another girl with light blue hair said with a joking face: "I believe that you, who have the style of a knight, will not mind."

"Roar? Moral kidnapping."

Field spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. He bit his tongue too hard just now. Now he has recovered and it hurts Field to grin.

Looking up and down at the two people in front of him unhappily, Field said coldly: "Offending a noble, this cannot be the will of the Queen. How can I be sure whether you are from the Shadow World Sect?"

"We are the authority, no proof is needed." The blue-haired chosen one crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"With this attitude, I can't see the appearance of serving the Queen at all." Field was not false and questioned immediately.

"Ahem."

Simon was stunned by Field's tyranny, and quickly coughed to signal: "Don't fight here, it will be difficult for me to do business in the future."

The Purge Imperial Guard is a terrorist department composed of the Chosen Ones, and only obeys the arrangements of Her Majesty the Queen.

It is considered one of the backbone forces of the empire. Although it almost never attacks nobles, there are examples.

If Field is hacked to death here, his own interests will be damaged.

"Got it."

The two members of the Imperial Guard responded and looked at Field again.

"Don't be so defensive against him,Miss Dark Curse, I have investigated his information. "The blue-haired Chosen covered his mouth and chuckled, "He is just a poor man struggling, abandoned by his family, and participated in the rebellion campaign, but he couldn't even keep his military merit."

This guy actually investigated himself.

Field frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

"Remember Pat? The one who stole your achievements. He is from the same family as me. Pat also boasted to me that he stole the credit of a fool."

The Chosen, known as Dark Curse, said coldly: "Biska, this is not a glorious deed. We are purging the imperial guards. As long as we do our duties, please don't make trouble."

"What does it matter? There are many down-and-out nobles. Even if they are small nobles, in the Griffin Province, you can hit several people with a brick thrown at random."

Biska flicked her hair indifferently: "I am also a noble. It's an offense if I offend him. "

Field's previous questioning of her identity made the proud Bisca feel humiliated, and she immediately revealed the secret without considering the consequences.

"Hiss~"

Field couldn't help but clench his fists.

This was the first time he encountered such a guy who was so aggressive, and he was taking advantage of him.

The military merits at the time were meaningless to him, but being ridiculed by others made him particularly unhappy.

"Aren't you afraid of being known by others when you say this?"

Taking someone else's military merits is not a trivial matter.

"What if you know? The Costello family is not afraid of any challenge."

As a large family with a fifth-level God's choice, Bisca is really not in vain. Even if the scandal is exposed, they will not offend themselves for a disgraced and impoverished baron.

"Field, I regret it. Let's fight them!"

"No hurry."

This time it was Field's turn to persuade Rosaria to calm down: "If you fight hard without reason, you will only sacrifice in vain. I have plenty of ways to beat her. No, just beat her up, that would be too easy for her, I want her to kneel down and sing "Conquer" for me. "

Field took a deep breath, didn't say anything more, but turned around and left.