Chapter 1018: The Black Market (1) (Page 1/1)

"Elfie, are you sure you don't want to come with us?" asked Sean.

"You didn't hear that Master Nat told me and Tyrol to go to his lab in the evening. Alfie said helplessly. Tyrol hadn't gotten up until now, and he felt a headache when he thought about moving such a big guy to Master Nat's laboratory without anyone else noticing the anomaly, not to mention where Master Nat's laboratory was, he hadn't heard yet.

Due to the lack of suitable students, Master Nat's reputation in the magic academy was extremely low, and Alfie inquired about many students, but none of them even knew of the existence of this druid.

"Do you need my help to carry Tyrol to Master Nat's lab?" asked Sean.

"No, I have my own way. Alfie used a flotation operation on Tyrol, making him lean on top of him, making it feel like he was holding Tyrol.

"Sean, are you leaving, it's almost time!" Killian urged impatiently.

As the festival approached, the prestigious black market in the imperial capital became active again as more and more people poured into the imperial capital. The imperial capital was famous for its black market, which is said to have appeared shortly after the empire was founded. It was because the smoke of the war of all races had not yet dissipated, and all races had not yet found their own suitable foothold and way of life under the unification of the mainland.

At that time, the empire and the Holy See were still in the honeymoon period, and under the strong suppression of the two joining forces, the defeated races were facing various crises to varying degrees, the first of which was naturally the food problem. The Great War of the Ten Thousand Races had already made the entire continent extremely scarce in terms of resources, and many of the defeated had lost their original homes, which made the situation even worse.

In order for the race to continue, the defeated tribes had to reluctantly exchange their treasures and spoils from the Great War with the victorious side.

Originally, according to the official policy of the Empire and the Holy See, such a deal could not have been completed, and no one was willing to risk the legacy of raising tigers. However, wealth is moving, and there are always short-sighted people who are tempted by the immediate interests and can't help but take out some rich food in exchange for their favorite treasures.

Gradually, this kind of smuggling, which was later defined by the Empire and the Holy See, began to become more and more rampant, and the empire was just established and was in ruins, and it was simply unable to invest too much manpower and material resources to prevent smuggling, and the empire also coveted the various treasures involved in smuggling, so the black market came into being.

At the suggestion of Franco O'Bright, Otto the Great took two measures, one was to build a wall of sighs in southern Greenland and send a heavy army to defend it, which was once the entrance to the Warcraft Forest, where most of the defeated sides were driven after the Great War. As long as the smuggling area is guarded, not to mention that smuggling can be completely eliminated, but at least most of the smuggling channels can be cut off.

Another measure was to send henchmen to set up a black market, and to place the base of the black market in the imperial capital, and in the eyes of Otto the Great, there was nothing more reassuring to put this instability under his nose. At that time, there were many masters in the Imperial Capital Sacred Domain, and there were heavy troops stationed, which could be said to be foolproof. The entire black market trade can be said to be under the control of the empire.

It's just that with the death of Otto the Great, the henchmen of Otto the Great, who controlled the black market at that time, questioned the improper way of succeeding Fred the Great, and finally fell out with the empire.

After several ups and downs, the people behind the black market had no intention of seizing the throne, and the black market became an existence with the acquiescence of the royal family.

After two thousand years of development, the black market has established a unique operating system and rules of the game, although famous, almost everyone knows the existence of the black market, but without a certain way, it is impossible to really enter the door of the black market.

Everyone who enters the black market will be required to cover their whole body with a black cloak, this cloak is embroidered with a magic array to shield their personal breath, unless they are strong people in the holy realm, no one can peek under the true face of the cloak - such a cloak costs up to a hundred gold coins each, ordinary people simply cannot afford to consume, to some extent, set the threshold to enter the black market.

As the heir of the Richelieu family, Killian is a frequent visitor to the black market, often entering the black market in exchange for some gadgets he is interested in. After being teased by Master Goodman, Killian was ready to vent, so he suggested that everyone go to the black market tonight to meet them, but Alfie and Tylor had an appointment with Master Nat in advance. Killian had no choice but to take Sean and this guy with him to go shopping on the black market.

A black cloak of one hundred gold coins was too extravagant for the common people, but nothing for Killian, and when he proposed to go to the black market, he had prepared one for everyone, even Tyrol, who had always been unpleasant. Looking at his generous posture, there is definitely more than one such cloak in the space equipment, I really don't know what he thinks.

After parting with Alfie, the two quietly slipped out of the magic academy. They were still freshmen who had not officially entered the school, and the Academy of Magic did not restrict their free access to the Academy. But after all, they are going to the black market, and it is better to keep a low profile.

"Killian, do you know where the black market is?" asked Sean quietly. He had long been known for the black market in the imperial capital, but he never knew where the black market was located.

Sean followed Killian's example, wearing his whole body under a black cloak, walking in the cold night of the imperial capital. It was just nightfall, but after following Killian around a few street corners, the pedestrians thinned out, which made Sean feel a chill for no reason.

"Nonsense! If I don't know, will I take you there?" Killian was not angry all day, and after the bottle of sedative was drunk, the anger rose even more, and even the cold wind of the winter night could not calm him down completely.

Seeing that Kiri was not in a good mood, Sean wisely closed his mouth. He didn't want to get closer by passing the test of Master Goodman before him, and get worse again because of his rap.

Soon Sean found that the number of people on the road was gradually increasing, but now the people who appeared on the road were all tightly shrouded in black cloaks like them, and they couldn't see each other's true faces.

Could it be that these people are all going to the black market? Sean felt uneasy. Although it was night, he still vaguely guessed something from the surrounding buildings.

"Killian, why do I think this direction is not quite right~" Sean identified the surroundings and found that they were getting farther and farther away from the downtown area of the imperial capital, as if they were approaching a legendary and terrifying place.

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