Chapter 459 Snake Fang (Part 1)

As long as the evil month does not end, the streets and alleys of the fortress will always be deserted. Even the ubiquitous rats have curled up and hid in their own dark areas, eating the food saved in the autumn and waiting for the warmth to return. New prey appears later.

This is how it should be.

Damn it, why do I have to brave the wind and snow to listen to some policy lecture? Snake Ya spat into the ground bitterly. What the big boss wants to do has nothing to do with us.

"Put up your collar," he looked at the shivering short Joe beside him. "If you are infected with the cold epidemic, you will be hopeless."

"He shouldn't have come out with us at all," Kui frowned, "Why do we need four people to find out the news? This is Kanash targeting us."

"Don't worry, even if you target him, so what?" Tiger Claw, the strongest one, said disapprovingly, "He can control our food source." Having said that, he still took two steps quickly to block the three sides. In front of the person, Sheya felt that the cold wind suddenly became much lighter.

"Thank...thank you," Joe whispered.

But when it comes to Kanash, everyone is a little unmotivated.

There are also levels of hierarchy among rats. From the king at the top to the tail at the bottom, they occupy different areas. Kanash is neither the king nor the tail, he is the manager of Wuwei Alley in the West District of the outer city. To calculate it carefully, it should be considered as waist...or belly. But no matter who the other party is, Sheya and the others will respectfully call him "boss" when they see him.

There are six such managers in the West District. As for the boss above, who is the king of the West District, Sheya has never seen him before.

There are several rat groups under Kanash, and they are one of them. There is no doubt that the stronger you are, the more favored you will be from managers. It's a pity that as street children in the alley, their numbers are small, and even when they fight, their arms and legs are slightly thinner than each other's, so they are naturally at a disadvantage - except for Tiger Claw, of course, whose figure is not at all It's not like you can grow on half a piece of brown bread a day.

As for what the brown-haired girl Aoi was talking about, she was extremely unlucky. A witch appeared in the alley, and Snake Ya wanted to use her ability to exchange for some coins. Unexpectedly, she ran into an important figure from the Elk family when she went out. As a result, I didn't make much money, and even the witch lost it.

It was precisely because of this mess that Kanash was particularly angry with a few of them. He thought that if the witch was handed over to him earlier, whether it was sold to the nobles or the church, it would be a better choice.

"He's just talking about it," Snake Ya said disdainfully, "Selling it to the church for twenty-five gold dragons? Where is he going to find those magic stick priests? The church has become a ruin. The nobles will never grow old. If you honestly hand the golden dragon into the hands of a mouse, he will never get the money."

"Snake Ya is right," Qiao said, trembling. "If it was really our fault that he lost the twenty-five gold dragons, he would have thrown our bodies into the Chishui River." It’s in.”

"The most Kanash dares to do is to hand over the witch to the king of the West District, and he has to be careful of the witch's unpredictable ability. He doesn't have the Stone of God's Punishment." Snake Ya continued, "That guy just doesn't like us."

"What are you buying here and there? She's just a piece of paper, she's on the same side as us!" Kui pinched Snake Fang hard, "You still want to treat her as a commodity!" She suddenly paused when she said this. "Hey, you wouldn't have sold her right then!"

"I didn't!" he shouted, "I was already trying to protect her, but the other party was the city lord!"

"I don't know if she is doing well in Border Town," Tiger Claw sighed.

"How good can it be," Aoi snorted, "What's the difference between being toyed by a prince and being toyed by a noble?"

Really... That's nice to say. Once you've seen the life of a noble, I'm afraid you'll be longing for a big noble to play with you, Snake Ya curled his lips.

Arriving at the fortress square, the four of them unexpectedly discovered that a wooden platform had been set up and a bonfire was lit. There were about two to three hundred people surrounding the stage, which was a rare sight on a day when it was lightly snowing.

"There are actually people preaching here," Tiger Claw smacked his tongue, "What tricks do those noble gentlemen want to play?"

"It's definitely not good news," Sheya shrugged. "I guess it's a tax? Or maybe it's La Zhuang Ding - didn't they have a fight before?"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with us," Aoi said. "Hurry up and go back early after listening to it. Qiao, you can go to the bonfire to warm yourself."

"Okay, okay."

Snake Ya walked around the crowd and walked to the edge of the stage. The man standing on top was wearing a thick cotton jacket, a woolen hood, and a pair of deerskin gloves on his hands, which made him feel warm just by looking at them. Compared to the dirty and old linen clothes on my body, it was completely different. It would be nice if he could find a chance to snatch it away... But he also knew that this was his imagination. The cloak with the elk family pattern on the speaker's back showed the other party's identity.

The attendants of the four major families are definitely not something that a mouse can offend.

"Why don't you follow Qiao to warm yourself by the fire? I'll be the only one here to listen," Snake Ya looked at the other two people.

"Really?" Tiger Claw raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, I have a very good memory," he pointed to his head, "whether it's remembering words, people or grudges."

"Pfft," Lian sneered, "Look at what you can do. Since you said so, I won't be polite... let's go, big man."

"But you have to share more with me for dinner."

"Besides, I don't know if there will be any today!" She waved her hand.

After the two left, Snake Ya patted his cold cheek and returned his attention to the wooden platform. This news is meaningless to the bottom rat tail, but in the eyes of Dudu and Wang, it may be an opportunity to make profits. Of course, even if they could get something, almost nothing would leak down below.

"Dear citizens, this is a joint announcement from His Highness Roland Wimbledon, Guardian of the West, Shalafe Hermon, Earl of Elk, and Perro Hermon, Consul of Longsong Fortress." The speaker took a sip of heat. Ale, holding a piece of parchment, said loudly, "The fortress city hall has now opened food purchase. City residents who have extra food at home can go to the market to sell it at any time. But please note that starting from next month, anyone who sells food privately will Any behavior will be considered a felony, and only the city hall has the power to purchase and sell food! Once arrested for private sales, severe penalties will be imposed! The city hall also welcomes reports from any city residents. If verified, they will be rewarded. Twenty-five silver wolves!”

Snake Ya opened his mouth wide in surprise. He didn't expect to hear such shocking news as soon as he arrived!

Those nobles actually want to ban the sale of grain!

Moreover, the grain collection and sales prices given by the city hall are very low. You must know that the early arrival of the Demonic Moon has caused the price of grain in the fortress to rise step by step. It is now about three times the market price. Obviously, if the snow does not go away, the grain price The price cannot fall. According to the price in the new policy, no one is willing to sell it to the city hall cheaply, but the nobles and merchants can swallow as much grain as the other party pulls out. Haven't the prince and the city lord considered this issue?

But...if they really banned private sales, what would that look like? Snake Ya couldn't help but shudder, knowing that most of the food in the hands of most civilians was bought from rats. Once this passage is cut off and the food in the market is wiped out by noble merchants, I'm afraid a big chaos will happen soon! (To be continued.)