The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 283

"Are you dead?"

Lucian took a sip of strong wine and asked suspiciously after telling his current situation.

The former Graves and Drizzt were two outlaws who robbed everywhere.

A few years ago, Graves got into Piltover's number because he robbed Piltover's nobleman.

It was also because of those things that broke out in the Shuangcheng that he was fished out by Drizzt.

He didn't believe that the two people in front of him would be good at this.

"Don't do it, there is no future for robbery!" Graves grinned.

He sat on the wooden table, put his legs on the chair, and pouted with a dashing look.

When Lucian heard this, his face was slightly stunned: "You guys live in taverns?"

"You've made the tavern smaller." Drizzt laughed, "Now the revenue for one day is worth the amount of money we rob once. Once there is a tavern, I know why others don't do robbery. "

"That's right, what's the matter, these people are rotten one by one!" Graves said with resentment on his face, "The labor and management only know now that the things they took so hard were swallowed by these bastards."

Seeing that Lucian was a little puzzled, Drizzt explained next to him: "The things we rob from merchant ships are usually sold to these taverns. Generally, it is about 30% of the market price. Because it sells quickly, we also think this kind of dirt is not good. deal with it, so I don't think it's a problem."

"Then now?" Lucian asked curiously.

This information was what Sivir wanted them to collect, and he was happy to hear it.

Drizzt sighed: "We were deceived by those bastards. Only when we had a tavern did we know that there are merchants who would regularly come to us to receive goods, which is 70% of the market price. We only use the goods that have been robbed. Then sell it to those merchants, and you can make a lot of money.”

"Think about labor and management," Graves scolded, "I wish I could chug all these bastards."

"Uh...that's fine now." Lucian smiled dryly.

He was a little uncertain. If he told the two in front of him that the Empire's Explorers Association had been buying dirty goods at 90% of the market price for a long time, he didn't know whether the two would jump.

Drizzt seemed to have sensed something, the hand on the turn paused slightly, turned his head to Lucian, and suddenly laughed: "Today is my lucky day, it seems that winning money is not the greatest luck, it seems that it is rich. delivered to the door."

"Huh?" Graves narrowed his eyes.

The two have worked together for many years, and although he has no Drizzt aura in his mind, he suddenly realized something.

"Lucian, you are not only here because of your broken pirate group. Come on, we are all friends if we have any goods to deal with, I will give you 40%!"

"40%, thanks to me, I still treat you as good brothers!" Lucian said helplessly.

"Ah."

Graves, smoking a cigarette, just stretched out his palms toward him.

Lucian understood what his old friend meant in seconds, shook his head, took out a money bag and threw it away:

"It's your old style."

"Brother Lucian is so refreshing! 50%, no more!"

Graves flipped the purse with satisfaction, 20 Trefary coins, a lot.

When Lucian heard this, his expression did not change:

"I'm not here to sell goods."

"Ha, are you playing with me?"

Graves flicked his eyes and wanted to pay again.

It was Drizzt who spoke, causing him to stop: "Tell me, is there any profitable business?"

"Join our pirate group!" Lucian said seriously.

"What's the reason?"

Drizzt stopped the grumpy Graves again, with a playful voice in his voice:

"The current tavern can earn nearly a hundred gold coins a day."

The Lucky Tavern is just one of many unassuming taverns in Bilgewater Bay, and the payoff isn't that low.

And as one of the few places where you can gamble, it is loved by many people.

"We can double your money!" Lucian said seriously.

"Doubling it is only 200 gold coins, Mr. Lucian, your pattern should be bigger!"

Suddenly, a childish voice came from the side.

"Who are you?" Graves picked up the gun, his face full of irritability.

"Noxus, Ziben!"

Ziben came closer, and Stoby followed behind him.

Graves must have dismissed the mere fact that a half-old kid said he was a Noxian.

But with Stoby from the Doom Tavern standing behind, it's much more believable.

"Lucian, do you know each other?" Drizzt asked with narrowed eyes.

Who doesn't know how powerful Noxus is, it's better to mess with the Bearded Lady than the Empire, this is Bilgewater's way of survival.

But before that, he had to determine the identity of the person in front of him.

Lucian nodded: "Mr. Ziben, a student of the Magic Department of the Imperial War College. Is Ms. Seraphine okay?"

"The teacher is very good. It is said that this expedition was a complete victory. Although the Shadow Island was not destroyed, the spread of the black mist has been greatly reduced, and it is very slow to condense." Ziben said with a smile.

"That's good!" Lucian breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, that's hugely good news.

At this time, he also really felt that it was great to have a strong man in front of him!

"This Ziben... um, sir." Drizzt raised his eyebrows. "What's your purpose in coming to us?"

"I heard that Mr. Drizzt's gambling skills are excellent, and I came here to hire you as a consultant." Ziben said truthfully.

"Consultant?" Drizzt hadn't heard the word.

"Don't talk too much, how much?" Graves muttered.

He didn't care what the other party asked Drizzt to do. If the money was enough, he would put a gun on Drizzt's forehead and let the other party do it.

In Bilgewater, who does not know that the Empire is the most lavish in giving money.

"The basic salary is 500 Trefary gold coins per day. If Mr. Drizzt can cultivate more talents, this number can be increased by 10 times."

Ziben calmly walked to the wooden table, picked up the cards on the table one by one, and sorted them out.

"How much!? 10 times?" Graves' eyes widened, "You kid from the Empire, this is no joke."

"Is 100 times a lot?" Ziben twitched the card. "You can go to the empire to find out. The daily income of my family's industry is 1,000 times higher than 500 gold coins. The empire has never been stingy with talented people."

"Honey, how much is that?" Graves muttered.

Drizzt frowned and turned his head towards Lucian, as if confirming something.

Lucian nodded with a wry smile. Today, Ziben's purpose is the same as his, but obviously, in front of money, he is defeated.

Sure enough, what the head of the group said is very reasonable. Money can really buy everything.

He is also an open-minded person, helping Ziben introduce:

"Zi Ben and I met on the way from Demacia to the Immortal Fortress. His family controls the largest Chamber of Commerce in the Immortal Fortress, and the daily profit is much more than this one."

"It's so real!?" Graves broke his defense.

I thought he had been squatting for a few years for a few hundred Trefary gold coins. Thinking about the fact that when someone makes a move, they will pay hundreds of thousands of dollars in dowry. How can the gap between this person and others be so big!

He seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Zi himself with malicious eyes.

"Mr. Graves." Ziben smiled. "Do you know how kidnapping looks like in our eyes?"

Hearing this, Graves looked stunned for a moment, and seemed to be a little guilty, and said with a dry smile: "How do you say?"

"No future career!"

Graves was unhappy when he heard this, and muttered: "Robbery of the rich, what's the fastest way to get money?"

As long as you don't get caught, it seems that robbery will definitely make money faster.

As for why they don't do that, it's not because they can't grab those **** rich people.

It's like Ziben, if it wasn't for Stoby standing behind him, he would have tied him up long ago.

Ziben laughed dumbly: "Mr. Graves is really an interesting person, what do you think of your own pattern?"

"Of course it's this! We've been traveling for so many years, and we haven't seen anything." Graves grinned and gave himself a thumbs up.

Drizzt was just at the side with interest, he knew that Ziben was showing his abilities. He also wanted to see how good the legendary Noxus was.

Ziben smiled slightly: "Then if you bind me, how much will you ask for ransom?"

"50,000!" Graves said without hesitation.

He just heard that the other party said that the money in Ziben's family is at least several million.

It's not that he doesn't want more, but he's not stupid, and he can't take more money.

And it was too much, and in the end he would die.

"Mr. Graves." Ziben smiled oddly, "what makes you dare not dream boldly."

"Don't talk about those unrealistic ones, 50,000 kidnappings once, I have never seen a better deal than this." Graves snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay, let's say 50,000 gold coins. Let's assume that a boat carrying 2,000 passengers, if the guests on it are all well-off gamblers, how much money the dealer will make?"

"Why a boat?" Graves keenly found the blind spot.

On the other hand, Drizzt, looking at Ziben's eyes, had a guess in his heart, and said with a thought:

"If each person spends 50 gold coins on average, the income for one night is about 100,000 gold coins."

As someone who watches casinos, he has a very good understanding of the hearts of those gamblers.

Of course, all of this is based on the fact that those people have family backgrounds.

An average of 50 gold coins is actually not much.

It's probably just a few dozen gold coins per person for the poor, and tens of thousands for the rich.

To the wealthy people of Piltover and Demacia, tens of thousands are petty bucks.

"Fuck! It's so profitable!?" Graves exclaimed in shock.

He never thought that opening a casino could make such a profit.

Kidnapping is not a day or two's work, spending so much time and energy, and risking death, the result is not as profitable as a casino operator?

But soon, he thought of the problem:

"No, the money will be wiped clean in a few days, and it can't continue to develop."

"So, Mr. Ziben is talking about the boat." Drizzt glanced at Ziben and guessed, "If you build a mobile casino and circulate around the coast of Piltover and Demacia, the money is basically endless."

One thing he didn't say, they couldn't make this money.

Without a certain strength background, they dared to sail over, and the next day others dared to let their corpses sink into the sea.

Only the empire is qualified to make this money without worrying about competitors.

In the same way, those competitors who play small are fine, but if they play big, their ashes can be lifted.

Although Graves was stunned, he was not stupid, and he quickly thought of this:

"So, you want Drizzt to help you?"

"Of course, I heard that Mr. Drizzt has mastered a card magic."

Ziben smiled and handed the card in his hand to Drizzt:

"5 or more bearded ladies."

There were only 4 bearded ladies in the deck, and the deck he handed Drizzt was a complete deck, which he had just checked.

"as you wish!"

Drizzt's shoulders shrugged slightly, his dexterous hands cut a few times, and he turned the whole deck of cards over without looking.

Swish!

The whole deck of cards draws an arc on the wooden table, and the cards are all turned over.

And now there are 60 cards, all of them are ladies with beards.

But seeing this scene, several people present were not surprised, only Ziben patted it and praised:

"Brilliant technology, Mr. Drizzt, the Empire needs people like you."

"I can think about it..."

Before Drizzt finished speaking, Graves put the gun on his forehead, and he grinned at Ziben:

"Mr. Ziben, I think you need a supervisor, this kid is not honest."

"Then I think Graves will be very willing to do this job." Ziben smiled, "In addition to this job where Drizzt paid you to hire you~www.mtlnovel.com~I think you can do it. some part-time jobs."

"I'd love to, but you understand me, I'm fine with killing people and setting fires, and the rest is fine." Graves smiled.

"Of course, the Empire is committed to letting everyone use their talents." Ziben replied solemnly, "The initial company with 100 gold coins per day, the security vice captain of the gambling ship, I believe you are qualified for this job."

"This work is exactly what I want," Graves said with satisfaction.

"But I have a small request." Ziben said with a wink.

"You say!"

Drizzt asked without changing his face, since he has already boarded the ship, the other party is the employer.

"I want to give you some training, and the training location is at the immortal fortress." Ziben looked at the two of them and frowned, and then changed his voice: "Of course, I will make arrangements along the way, and I will also give 500 gold coins to the two gentlemen, just It was a trip."

"No problem!" Graves said.

"Okay!" Drizzt nodded.

For this request, the two have no reason to refuse, not to mention that they are also very curious about the immortal fortress of the capital of the empire.

Lucian witnessed all this, and shook his head secretly in his heart.

Another meaning of Ziben, only he can understand the people present.

That is a kind of shock that only outsiders can understand when they go to the immortal fortress.

All who have seen there will fall down under the miraculous city.

Only when you really see the floating castle hanging in the sky can you truly feel your insignificance.

And that is the residence of Ryan Meredith, the legendary strongest man in the world.

The Immortal Fortress is also a city of miracles built by the Trifali Council under its leadership.

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