When the eyes of several people lit up, a space of nearly 400 square meters appeared in front of several people. The space was surrounded by torches, not dark, there were no houses, and there were stalls, and everything sold, including food, weapons, slaves...

There was a group of gangsters standing around the entrance. They all showed various tattoos with their arms exposed, revealing their appearance as bad people everywhere. These people are people who look at the market in this black market, similar to bodyguards. If anything happens, they will solve it.

Locke swept over and said that except for two or three eyes that had divine eyes and those with slightly raised shoulder armor, he was surprised that everything else was cannon fodder in his opinion.

"Those two guys have the strength of privates." Hans whispered, everyone could see it and didn't say much.

"It's not bad to just a black market." Kane said carelessly. This guy has been training hard recently by Hans' promotion to the captain of the team and private. He is now almost as strong as a private. He is qualified to say such big words.

Gulas didn't say anything, but showed an interest in the gangsters, afraid that his hands would be itchy.

After getting along recently, Kebi knew what these people were. He quickly took the lead in the middle of the black market. Generally, the largest sellers in the black market are there, and only the Silverler who can eat them, and there will be no trouble.

The group of gangsters were waiting here all day long, and in addition to eating and waiting to die, they naturally developed the ability to look at people. The expressions of Gulas, Hans and others watching the prey made these people very unhappy. They were not the two people who took the lead, so they probably had gone up to find fault.

The two little leaders were also smart people. You can tell at a glance that these people are not easy to mess with. Those who survived the war and were still doing well were stupid. They hurriedly restrained their subordinates. "Who caused trouble for me? I will not let him see the moon tonight." One of the little leaders with a scar on his face said viciously to his subordinates.

When Locke and others walked into the center of the black market, they found that there was actually the only house in the space below, a small house of only thirty square meters, which seemed particularly crowded after Locke and his men entered.

"Do you have any requests for a few guests?" When Lock and the others were still in the small house, a gloomy and dry sound came, and an old man in his sixties and seventies asked, sitting behind the only counter in the room.

This house is very strange. There are no goods, only shelves and notes. Each shelf has a note with a list of goods written on it. At first glance, there are twenty or thirty shelves. It seems that this house is indeed very powerful, but most of them are food types and a few daily necessities. There are only a few weapons, such as daggers and daggers, and even less armor.

Kerby was of course at ease with such things. "Old guy, this time I brought you a big business, it depends on whether you can eat it." After that, he winked at Hans and Gulas. The two took out the wallet of the back and threw it heavily on the counter. The few people had agreed to Kerby before, and the few people took out the transaction, and the few people played the role of a sermon.

The old man was dissatisfied with Kebi's words at first, and showed a contemptuous look, but he was more concerned about Locke and the others, but then he was awakened by the loud noise of the two wallets. After living for decades, he could certainly hear that this was the sound of money, and it seemed that it was not a coin.

The old man stretched out his shriveled palm and peeled off the wallet. The silvery Deleya inside was covered in his eyes. He took out a few of them and couldn't wait to use his teeth to test the authenticity. The ratio of silver to other metals in Charlotte's coins was 6:3, plus 10% of impurities. Although Foster's silver Deleya's metal ratio was 5:5, it was better because there were few impurities, so it was harder. It was easy for an expert to tell the authenticity.

"I don't know how many people want to..." After the old man verified the authenticity, he began to seriously look at Locke and others and began to ask about the transaction content.

"We want silver coins, and all of them are exchanged for silver coins. If they are gold coins, it will be even higher." Kebi expressed his request. Silver coins are of course the currency of Charlotte. Like Silver Deller's status in Fosterstein, it is the highest-end currency that civilians can access.

"Gold coin, hehe, old man, I don't have that great ability." The old man laughed strangely, just like 100 Silver Derrell, although 100 Silver Derrell is officially equivalent to 1 Jin Derrell, no one is willing to exchange it. The same is true for Sharlot. The actual ratio of gold coins to silver coins is about 1:12, or even higher.

If this old man had a channel to get gold coins, these silver derricks would probably be exchanged for 2,000 silver coins, that is, 20 gold coins, and Locke decided to trade. This is a huge profit. Unlike silver coins, its depreciation is limited. If the logistics of 18 gold coins is collected, Locke would not let go. This net profit of 1,600 silver derricks is no faster than this.

"There are no gold coins, but there is no problem with silver coins." The old man smiled and clapped his hands. The servant in black robe walked in from outside the door. After listening to the old man's instructions, he walked out.

Soon, a larger bag was sent in by four big men's guards. It seemed that these people were all raised by this shop in the black market. After putting down the bags, the four guards went out to guard the door and did not walk away.

Kebi stepped forward and peeled the mouth of the bag, which was full of silver coins.

The transaction was completed successfully. Locke and his men did not stay in Walier City too much and hurried back to the camp. They were originally taking Gulas, Hans and others to worry about being bad at the wrong time, but they didn't expect that it was a false alarm and they didn't bother them without open their eyes along the way.

This time, I exchanged nearly 2,000 silver coins. The money was so eye-catching that I put it directly into the logistics department's traffic management. Locke took out 700 silver coins and asked Hans to find someone to bring them to Uncle Yosak. The 700 silver coins were nearly twice the value of the 200 silver coins that Yosak lent him, and it would be better to repay favors.

The remaining money was taken in the following days, that Locke did not have much ambition. He used to survive, but now he lived better. This money was just the first step. He tried to earn all his lifelong pension money after the war, and then buy a manor under the baron to enjoy the happiness. This is Locke's dream. These more than 1,000 silver coins made him one step closer to his dream.

In the evening, the troops stayed next to a forest.

"Get a camp!" The shouts of the patrol school clerks came, and the soldiers of the troops began to integrate in an orderly manner.

Locke was riding on the horse at this time, holding a dead branch in his mouth, looking at the woods not far away.

To be honest, Locke is still very curious about demonized creatures and monsters. He is wondering if there will be demonized creatures in this woods.

"We are now in the southwest of the Bering Mountains. This forest should belong to the Bering Mountains." Uncle Yoshak rode his horse to Locke at some point, "I know you want to find a demonized creature to improve your strength, but I still want to advise you to practice honestly at the moment, and wait until your total fighting spirit increases, and you are considering other things.

"I understand, uncle." Locke nodded.

Yosak didn't know that Young Master Zoro gave Rock Red Sea Flowers. Of course, he wouldn't spread the word everywhere. After this month's diligent practice and the two red sea flowers, Rock's fighting spirit was close to two-thirds of Uncle Yosak.

Of course, only Locke knows about this.

"The Bering Mountains are only part of the Mofi Forest. The afternoon after tomorrow you should go to Bimoor City, located in the northwest of the Bering Mountains." Yoshak said on his own on his horse.

"This time the corps gathered together, there was another tough battle." Locke clamped his horse with his legs and said, "and he went up to say.

"It's winter coming soon, and the war will drag on for another year, and even the iron soldiers will not be able to hold on." Uncle Yoshak is old and understands a lot of things, and he has already felt that the kingdom is almost exhausted.

"We are marching urgently this time, and we may be the first brigade to arrive at the headquarters of the Corps." Locke waved his whip and rode into the barracks.

"Maybe, I know that you have made a fortune. When you arrive at the headquarters of the Corps, you find some ways. There are a lot of good things there!" Uncle Yoshak smiled and followed him to the camp.
Chapter completed!