Chapter 332 (2/2)
As time passed, the sun gradually moved west. However, Syndicate and his brothers were still lying on the ground motionlessly, as if they had become piles of weedy earth.
To be a respectable business, he had to be able to hold his breath. This time, he had brought his most reliable older brothers. Every one of them understood this truth, so they could all keep their composure.
About an hour from sunset, two carriages slowly approached. The sign on the carriages showed that they were really a group of bumpkins who had self-proclaimed that their ancestors had picked up the tailbone of a dragon and used it as the mascot.
Each time he thought about the origin of the name of this commercial firm, Syndicate wanted to laugh, but he held back his laughter. On the contrary, he was very serious.
The Dragon Tail Commercial Firm wasn’t an easy group to deal with. Their ancestors had also not had the money to do business. The reason why they had been able to make a fortune in the past had not been good luck brought by their sh*t mascot, but several kinds of business that would force them to hell after death, similar to what he was doing.
In the face of such opponents, if he wasn’t serious or careful, he would be asking for death.
The carriages weren’t big. After a careful look, it was confirmed that there were quite a few goods in them. However, he noticed that the drivers of the two carriages were very stable in temperament, and he had known that they had quite good strength at first glance. As for what was inside the carriages… The latter was a truck. The escort might have been a middle-level warrior who wasn’t powerful enough to be afraid. However, he could vaguely feel the fluctuation of magic in the former carriage. He was afraid that a powerful mage was sitting in it, so they couldn’t be careless!
The carriages were going to pass by. However, for an unknown reason, a horse leading the former carriage suddenly stumbled. Its whole body was falling to the side of the road, which made the whole carriage start to turn over with it, and the people in the carriages were going to fall to their deaths.
This was a trap designed by Syndicate. He had dug some small pits on the road that weren’t big, just a little bigger than the horses’ hooves. The pits had been covered with thick paper, and then with floating soil and weeds. They looked like nothing but ordinary ground, but as soon as the hooves of a carriage horse stepped on them, it would fall down immediately, and the entire carriage would fall with it.
The people of the Dragon Tail Commercial Firm had been attacked, so they were a little panicked. Two people walked out of the former carriage. One was a mage wearing a fire-red robe, and the other was a ranger wearing soft gray armor. The two drivers and the warrior in the last carriage also took out their weapons and prepared for battle.
Syndicate nodded, uncovered the turf, and stood up alone.
Instead of rushing to speak, he took out a flag and inserted it on the ground beside him.
In the evening wind, the flag unfolded, and a tiger sitting on the top of a mountain majestically was looking down upon the people below the slope.
“Mountain King?!” The Ranger was shocked, then began to laugh.
“It’s not the right time for you to be here.” He took out a delicate saint emblem, smiling. “Our commercial firm has indeed made a lot of money this time, but it has already been deposited in the temple of the Royal Crown, the Goddess of Wealth. Even if you kill us, you can’t take the money.”
A few hours later, at his own secret base, Syndicate fell into meditation.
It seemed that… the world had changed.
This era was no longer an era suitable for the Cost-free Gentleman.
When he thought of this, he made up his mind.
Since then, the famous robber Mountain King, who had been active on the border of the Kingdom of the Blue Moon and the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs, had disappeared without a trace. A few months later, in the northern part of the Federation of Gold Coins, a small aristocrat named Thomas had appeared.