I Ascend To the Throne of God with Arcane Magic Chapter 191

Chapter 191 Fez Caravan

The lower part of Canguang City, near the city gate on the north side.

This is one of the busiest city gates in Bright City. Many travelers to the north of Bright City start from this gate. Some green moss has climbed up between the dark gray city bricks, giving this city the appearance of having stood there for many years. The weather-beaten city walls bring a sense of age.

At this time, a large group of people were reorganizing their troops in the open space not far from the city gate.

This is where all the caravans preparing to go to the north gather before traveling.

Most of the trucks waiting here are of the same shape. There is an upright long sword engraved on the side of the truck. This is the logo of the Fes Chamber of Commerce, the first chamber of commerce in the kingdom.

This also means that the organizer and leader of this chamber of commerce are the Fes Chamber of Commerce.

There is no doubt about the credibility and strength of the Fes Chamber of Commerce, so many carriages of different shapes arrived here scattered and lined up at the back of the caravan, waiting to set off.

The leader of the caravan, Roque Riley, director of the Fes Chamber of Commerce, is checking the preparation of the caravan carriage, whether all the goods are loaded on the carriage, whether the tarpaulin on the carriage is tied firmly, whether all the chamber of commerce guards are present, etc. wait.

He needs to check all of these clearly and check them in place.

This is nothing to be careless about. You must know that this time we are going to the Viscounty of Olaya in the northern part of the kingdom. Many places we pass through are vast and sparsely populated. If something goes wrong because the preparations are not done properly, we will lose some goods. It's still a trivial matter. If you lose your life, you will regret it.

Hence, no matter how well prepared Luo Kui is, he will check it again before setting off every time.

This is why he became the director of the Fes Chamber of Commerce and led this caravan just after he turned thirty.

"Lord Luo Kui, the **** team has been prepared, and the White Wolf mercenary group and other mercenaries hired by the Chamber of Commerce have also been assembled."

As the commander of the caravan guard, Zolf walked to Luo Kui's side and said with respect in his words.

“Zolf, I'm going to have to work hard for you this time.”

Luo Kui looked at the burly and steady middle-aged warrior in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

Although each caravan will issue commissioned tasks and hire experienced mercenaries to join the caravan, the most important force in maintaining the caravan is the Fes Chamber of Commerce's own **** force.

When necessary, only your own people can be relied upon, but this situation is quite rare.

Zolph is one of the most experienced silver-level guard commanders in the Fes Chamber of Commerce. It is probably because of that person that the senior leaders of the Chamber of Commerce let Zolf participate in this caravan.

Luo Kui knew clearly that after all, the team was only going to the north this time and was still in the kingdom.

Generally speaking, the teams followed by guard commanders of Zolf's level are caravans heading to other countries.

Luo Kui naturally wants to give Zolf corresponding respect.

“Is that adult here?”

Zolf asked in a deep voice. They were the only two people in the caravan who knew the identity of the adult. After all, the adult specifically requested not to make it known to everyone.

“Just wait a little longer, it should be soon.”

Luo Kui wasn't too sure, so naturally he didn't dare to let anyone rush the gentleman.

You know, because of that person's request, the caravan should have been ready to set off a week ago, but it was forced to wait an extra week, which was enough to see that the chamber of commerce attached great importance to that person.

However, although Roque and Zolf knew it well, the small businessmen who temporarily joined the caravan did not dare to say anything, and some of the mercenaries hired by the Fes Chamber of Commerce complained.

Fink raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun had risen to a relatively high position, but the Fes caravan seemed not ready to set off yet.

A little impatient, Fink complained to Magath, the captain of the White Wolf Mercenary Group on the side:

"What's going on with the Fes Chamber of Commerce? When I accepted the commission, I promised to leave a week ago, but it's been delayed until now. How come they don't seem to be in a hurry at all." Magath ignored Fink and sat down. On the carriage beside him, he was holding a brown rag and carefully wiping the long knife in his hand.

Wiping away the almost non-existent dust as if it were his closest lover, Magath sheathed his sword and glanced at Fink.

This guy has some talent. He is already a high-level bronze warrior at a young age, but he is just a little too impatient.

Where are you now, why are you so impatient?

Magath shook his head, slapped Fink on the head, and cursed:

“You bastard, you're talking so much nonsense, just wait for me. Are you in such a hurry to see the God of Dawn?”

“Oh, Uncle Magath.”

Fink, who had been taught a lesson, covered his head and replied in a muffled voice.

In fact, what he meant was that once he had talked about it, he still did not dare to resist Magath.

After all, the leader of the White Wolf Mercenary Group is a gold-level warrior, and under him are the captains of the silver-level squads.

Magath is one of them, and he is the strongest silver high-level warrior in the team.

The one who accepted the commission from Fes Chamber of Commerce this time was Magath's mercenary team.

Just when Funk was idle and bored, Magath suddenly jumped down from the carriage and called his teammates to get ready to set off.

“The person they were waiting for should have arrived.”

Fink raised his head and saw a luxurious brown carriage pulled by two horses not far away slowly driving towards the direction of the caravan.

The owners of the caravan, Luo Kui and Zolf, walked out of the team together and walked towards the carriage.

Funk knew Luo Kui. After all, the last time he came to the mercenary group to entrust a task, it was this manager of the Fes Chamber of Commerce who came. This shrewd and elegant appearance left a deep impression on the young Funk. impression.

The brown carriage stopped in front of the caravan camp, and the door on one side opened. Roque and Zolf stood beside the carriage, greeting it respectfully.

It seemed that after a while, Roque and Zolf left the carriage and returned to the caravan.

After a while, the entire caravan became noisy, and everyone began to get busy and prepare to set off.

Fink was still a little confused about the situation, so he heard Magath complaining from the side:

“It looks like there is another big shot coming with us this time.”

“It's really troublesome, I hope it's not some annoying noble.”

Fink turned his head carefully to look at his captain, and then received another heavy blow on his head.

“What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and load your luggage into the carriage!”

"oh oh!"

Soon, the entire caravan was organized. It seemed that because the caravan had to wait for a long time this time, many traveling merchants chose to join, and the carriages of various sizes spread hundreds of meters.

The entire caravan, guided by the guards of Bright Light City, slowly passed through the city gate and set off towards the northern border of the kingdom.

(End of this chapter)

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