Chapter 934 It’s my treat this time!

After agreeing on the price, the gray dwarf stretched out his black, dirty, thick and short fingers and pointed out three slaves from the pile:
“This, this, and that.”

“Three of them.”

“A total of 30 enchanted items. My name is Yale, the necromancer enchanter Yale.”

“Go inside this market and turn a corner at the end. There is an enchanted area with a purple road sign.”

“You can find me there.”

The three slaves who were called stood up at the urging of the guards. They were extremely nervous, timid, and did not dare to look up. They walked slowly towards Yale.

“hurry up!”

“Don’t dilly-dally, you want to get beaten again, don’t you?!”

The companions who played the role of guards were very into the role, waving the whips in their hands that were used to punish slaves, whipping them in the air, making whistling sounds.

Yale looked at the three slaves with satisfaction, took the leashes connected to their collars, and led them away.

Hugo was very satisfied as he watched the other person leave.

“The preparation is complete!”

Some people didn’t respond:
“What foreshadowing?”

Pete smiled and said, “About the gospel, of course!”

“We want to investigate the gospel, but we can’t just walk up to the dark elves who provide the gospel and say, ‘We are curious about what this thing is, can you explain it to us?'”

“If we really do that, it will easily arouse their suspicion.”

“Change your approach.”

“Let them come to us!”

“Just now, Hugo has revealed his interest in the gospel, and…”

Pete stretched out the index finger and thumb of his right hand and made a “a little bit” gesture.

“He’s just mildly interested in the gospel, not that he absolutely needs it!”

“Thus.”

“Whether we go to the tobacco shop to investigate or wait for the dark elves to come, our true intentions will not be exposed.”

“In their eyes, we are just an ordinary caravan. We are curious about the unique things in the Deep Region and want to buy some to bring back to the surface.”

“That’s normal and reasonable, isn’t it?”

“Well, our team is at most a little bigger, a little more capable in fighting, and a little less afraid of death.”

Brandon curled his lips in disgust.

“Those who play tricks have evil hearts!”

“If you ask me, the gray dwarves are all bullies who only care about the weak and the strong! Before I came here, I thought they were so vicious!”

“It turns out they are also afraid of death. When their lives are really threatened, they give in much faster than those cultists.”

“It would be better to just pick them up and beat them up one by one!”

“Just beat them into submission and make them admit who is colluding with the cultists!”

Whether in the settlement of Pais or the settlement of Limoen, rather than saying that the gray dwarves have low moral standards and bad tempers, it is better to say that these guys bully the weak and fear the strong.

He strikes hard at the weak and wishes to take everything away from them.

But he is submissive to the strong and dares not say a harsh word.

……

At last.

These wealthy gray dwarves bought more than a dozen slaves.

The knowledge-seeking believers disguised as slaves successfully completed their initial infiltration and were only waiting to find out more information.

Hugo made an excuse, saying that the caravan needed to rest, and sent the remaining onlookers away, leaving the remaining slaves to be sold later.

Eggs cannot be put in the same basket.

Since the “slaves” were sent out to allow them to investigate, the wider the coverage, the better.

It was almost nightfall in the Deep Region, so this excuse was a good one. Pete winked at Hugo and Gale.

Mind you.

In front of the gray dwarves who were about to leave, Gale called out to Gray loudly in dwarven language:

“Hey, take us to the tobacco shop? Let’s see what different fun there is in the Deep Area?”

Gray was stunned at first, then looked at Gale with surprise.

He was surprised that Gael could speak Dwarven.

Although Gale’s pronunciation is not standard, many syllables seem to be forced together.

But it is definitely Dwarven.

The Gray Dwarves are close relatives of the Dwarves. They can understand the Dwarven language, but their own conversations are mixed with the Gray Dwarves’ own accents, so what they say is a little different.

Gale raised his eyebrows. “Is it strange to speak Dwarven? I’m a translator! I just happened to meet this guy,” he pointed at Bron, “he is more suitable for translation!”

Gray turned his head and looked in the direction of the smoking room.

Because the deep area is about to fall at night, even in the safe area like the Limoen Settlement, which is illuminated by ghost fires, the visibility is gradually decreasing as “night” falls.

The opium den became vaguely visible in the dark night.

The strange shape looked like a monster with its huge mouth opened, ready to devour everything.

Gray’s face flashed with embarrassment for a moment, and then he became angry again.

He took out the pipe he carried with him, lit it, took a big puff, and said angrily:

“I’m not going!”

“If you want to go, go by yourself and don’t bother me.”

“I am only responsible for bringing you to the Limoen settlement. I will be back tomorrow morning. You can do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me!”

Dolan, who had been inconspicuous nearby, raised his eyebrows and keenly caught the moment when Gray’s expression changed.

His eyes turned and he instantly understood the key to the other party’s change in attitude.

Gray is too poor!
This guy is from the Paisi settlement. He usually never comes to the Limoen settlement, let alone goes to places like the tobacco shop to “consume”.

But the other party’s bad temper made it impossible for him to directly admit the fact that he was a poor man.

So he could only act impatient and pretend that he was not interested in the opium den.

Standing on tiptoe, he put his arm around Lancelot’s shoulders and put on a playful smile: “Hey, Lance, Guy, I also want to see the difference between the opium dens in the deep region and those on the surface. How about I treat you this time?”

He used all pseudonyms.

For this secret investigation, not only did everyone change their appearance, they also prepared fake names. Hugo even arranged for someone to register a caravan in Starosh, with all the information matching. It was created more than three years ago, in order to provide a disguise for everyone and avoid being exposed.

Gale reacted quickly and pretended to provoke:
“Treating? Can you afford it? It’s not like last time, when everyone was having fun, you sneaked out the back door!”

Dolan patted his chest and promised firmly: “Don’t mention inviting you, this time I’ll invite everyone to go together! I can even pay for this gray dwarf to come along!”

“Translate this to him, I said it!”

Gail was delighted.

First translate Dolan’s words into Dwarven to ensure that Gray can understand Dolan’s promise.

Then he called out to everyone:
“Who else wants to go? Come and make this guy bleed his wallet!”

Seven or eight arms were immediately raised.

“I!”

“I’ll go take a look too!”

“Count me in!”

It was a smooth double act.

Gray was surrounded by the crowd in a daze and walked into the tobacco shop set up in the Limoen settlement.

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(End of this chapter)