Lord of the Oasis

Bags of salt, spices and sugar stacked from inside the shop all the way out into the streets. Merchants loaded with goods going flooded the streets with their carriages. The air was filled with fragrances emanating from all manner of spices. It was a prosperous, lively city at the side of the oasis. Sounds of metals being hammered and threads being woven were heard all over the place, as smiths and craftsmen were busy at work in their respective workshops. The banner of the successor of the Kingdom of Swadia—Baron Kant—was hanging on the city gates. The citizens lived peaceful, happy lives, revering their lord from the bottom of their hearts. Soldiers on the city walls armed with crossbows stood guard over the city, and footmen wearing mail armor patrolled the streets. The place was one of peace and security.

Ji Mansion's Old Zhao · Games

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820 Chs

The Frightened Quails

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"No! Baron Kant, this is all a misunderstanding!"

One of the merchants instantly jumped off his horse and quickly walked forward.

However, this action aroused the vigilance of the Swadian knight who was protecting Kant. He raised his lance and pointed it at him. He fiercely reprimanded, "Stop! You lowly b*stard!"

"My Lord Kant! It's like this!"

The merchant did not mind at all. He said in a low voice, "I am the trade caravan of Viscount Wayne, the lord of the North County. Perhaps there is some misunderstanding. We absolutely have no intention of starting a rebellion or overthrowing your rule.". He looked at Kant, his tone carried a hint of pride, "It's like this. Viscount Wayne sent me to bring his personal letter, hoping to start a business cooperation with you. However, I haven't seen your people, so I want to personally go to your Oasis Lookout to take a look."

"Viscount Wayne?", Kant narrowed his eyes slightly.

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