Chapter 18: You don’t have fur. Do you want my money?
The thieves were still circling the Phylin tribe, engaged in heated “discussions.” However, a conclusion to this topic wouldn’t come anytime soon. The only certainty was that all the robbers believed this matter would definitely succeed. In the eyes of the band of thieves, the Phylin tribe in Fengniao Town was just like a dish on a plate. They believed that there wouldn’t be any unexpected occurrences. The only variable was the witch, but they also had ways to deal with her. Once they handled the witch, could the Phylin tribe really turn the situation around?
While discussing how to devour and wipe out the Phylin tribe completely, the Phylin tribe, led by Ron, had already thrown a robber leader onto a carriage. This carriage, in fact, was quite peculiar because Lilian summoned it from elsewhere.
“Take him away to exchange for money,” Ron clapped the dust off his hands.
This robber leader had lived off the town’s resources for so long. It was finally time to send him away.
“Take him away for money!” After placing the robber leader in the carriage, the Phylin tribe rejoiced and cheered.
After dealing with an entire band of robbers, the Phylin tribe acquired a heap of treasures, enough to make them celebrate. Now, being able to exchange the robber leader for money, they were almost ready to organise a festival. Unfortunately, having more money was useless here in the Fengsha Basin. There was no place for trade.
A gold coin is worth no more than a potato in the Fengsha Basin.
“How did this carriage end up here?” Unlike the excited Phylin tribe, Ron was more interested in why a carriage appeared in the Fengsha Basin.
This was the Fengsha Basin, a barren land. Carriages didn’t just appear for no reason.
“Lord Ron, a maid is capable of anything,” Lilian calmly stood behind Ron and spoke.
It seemed like this dragon maid intended to dismiss Ron with a single sentence, but Ron’s intelligence wasn’t low enough.
“At least give me a reason,” Ron said helplessly, “Isn’t the Fengsha Basin notorious for people not coming back?”
“No matter how desolate it is, this is ultimately the territory of the Norman Empire.”
“As long as it’s something important, someone will come if you make an appointment in advance.”
Recovering a wanted criminal was evidently considered important.
Lilian placed her hand on her apron and calmly said, “And I can easily get in touch with Lady Mercury.”
After Ron captured the robber’s leader, she had already informed Lady Mercury of the situation. So, a day later, a dedicated carriage arrived to transport the captured robber leader.
Lady Mercury, the Duchess, had mentioned arranging a carriage for Fengsha Basin, and no one dared to neglect it.
“Mr. Ron, your capture of a criminal this time has made a significant contribution to the Norman Empire,” Lilian said, “It happens to shut the mouths of those who are dissatisfied with you.”
“Dissatisfied people?” Ron scanned the Phylin tribe around him; personally, he didn’t think the Phylin tribe had any issues with him.
Although the pit the Phylin tribe had provided for him to sleep in was uncomfortable, they did give him some tasty food. On that premise alone, he believed the Phylin tribe held no resentment towards him.
“The discontented individuals are not in the Fengsha Basin,” Lilian explained casually, “They are among the opulent estates, the lords from other regions.”
Lady Mercury promoting an unknown person to the position of lord would naturally incur a lot of dissatisfaction. Although the territory Lady Mercury gave away was her own, and aside from the King of the Norman Empire, others’ opinions didn’t matter much, it didn’t stop them from showing some displeasure towards Lady Mercury and Ron.
However, Ron, being in the Fengsha Basin, was unaware of these matters. Even if those individuals cursed Ron daily, he could still sleep soundly.
“Lord, is there anything else you need?” the coachman on the carriage asked.
If Lilian hadn’t introduced Ron, the coachman wouldn’t have known that Ron was a lord. Being a lord in such a desolate place wasn’t comfortable, and those who inherited prosperous territories were more at ease.
“Lord, if you have any orders, please give them,” not only did the carriage have a coachman, but there were also two fully armed soldiers, ensuring that the robber leader had no chance of escape. At this moment, the soldiers were looking at the cheerful Phylin tribe with a peculiar expression. They didn’t expect the lord of the Fengsha Basin to be with the Phylin tribe. Usually, Phylin tribes were found in places like mines.
“No more, just take this guy away for money,” Ron waved his hand.
He was initially pondering how to exchange the robber leader for money, but unexpectedly, Lilian quickly resolved the issue.
“No, no, no! Oh no! There’s still something!” Doran squeezed out from behind the Phylin tribe, “Please don’t forget about me!”
“I want to leave with you!” He hurriedly exclaimed, “Please take me with you!”
“Weren’t you saying you would walk to the next city alone?” Ron couldn’t help but ask.
Doran shrugged, “Sir, no, Lord, why take the risk when I can hitch a ride with the wind?”
At that time, I thought there wouldn’t be carriages in Fengniao Town, so Doran said he would walk to the next city.
“Now, with a safe carriage to take him away, he naturally has to change his plans.”
“Lord, we need to learn to be flexible,” he jumped onto the carriage and bowed to Ron.
The coachman looked at Ron, seeming to inquire with his eyes.
Ron thought for a moment, “Forget it. Take him away, too.”
After all, letting Doran continue to stay in this place and listen to him speak was uncomfortably strange, so it was better to let him leave early. After exchanging greetings with the people on the carriage, Ron watched it slowly depart from Fengniao Town.
“But what about the money we got in exchange? Where is it?” When the carriage was far away, Ron suddenly realised a very serious issue. The bandits’ leader had already been paid, but where was the money? It couldn’t have been embezzled, right?
“Please rest assured, it’s been given,” Lilian gracefully placed a money bag in Ron’s hands, “a total of fifty-three gold coins.”
Although Ron didn’t open the money bag, he rubbed it a few times and felt it was quite a substantial amount.
This was the money to support a family—consumption in the Bi-colored Realm was expensive. What surprised him even more was that Lilian didn’t take any share of his money.
Lilian couldn’t accurately read Ron’s thoughts at the moment, but she sensed that he might be thinking something quite impolite.
