"You got the Elixir of the Holy Spirit?" Black Hammer suddenly came to his senses. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Holy Elixir?" Tassar put away his smile and sneered, "You don't need the medicine of the church at all, and you can cure the sick who are infected with the evil plague." He took two small leather bags from his waist and placed them on the table, "Blaming the witches is just their usual trick, and the dead won't refute it anyway." ”

Suspiciously, Black Hammer picked up one of the leather bags, shook it in his ear a few times, and then untied the rope and sniffed it, "No smell?"

"You take it and drink it to the silver ring and the clay pot to see if it's the real medicine," said Tassa, "and the two must still be in the tavern." ”

"Ever since I found out they were infected, I told them to hide in the basement and not come out, and now the people with dark spots are easily attacked by the city's citizens outside, and the nest of Skull Fingers won't open the door to let them in. Black Hammer picked up the cloth bag, "My lord, I'll try it now." ”

When he got up to leave, Ciel was still staring at the table, not saying a word, which made Tasa shake his head secretly.

An ordinary person living under the ravages of the evil plague should not be so calm when he hears that there is medicine to treat the epidemic. Even if you don't get excited enough to grab it and take a look, at least ask a few more questions. As an intelligence officer, this performance is really not qualified.

"Is this really a cure for the plague?" exclaimed Littlefinger, "where did you get it, my lord?"

Even the little girl was more upright than him, and Tasa drank a glass of wine, "Of course it was given to me by the lord of the palace, who else dares to do anything against the church besides him?"

After a while, the Black Hammer returned with the silver ring and the clay pot, "Oh my God, this medicine is incredible! ”

"Thank you, my lord," the two of them fell to their knees, blood still on the cracked skin of the clay pot, "you saved our lives!"

"Let's bandage the wound first," Tasa waved his hand, although the purified water can get rid of the disease, it can't heal the wound, and it will take at least a week or so for the seriously injured to recover as before, "Instead of thanking me, thank my employer." If this mission is accomplished, you may even have a chance to get rid of the identity of the rat. ”

"Your Majesty...... No, I mean, is your employer really going to let us sell the drugs?" asked Black Hammer excitedly. Obviously, he also realized how much money he could make from selling special potions at this time.

"Yes, the Church is furious that he has deceived the people in this way, and if these gods are allowed to do it unscrupulously, I am afraid that the whole royal city will become a cathedral, not the domain of the Wimbledons. "Besides, he doesn't want to see a few living people in a huge city, so the potion must not be expensive, and most civilians must be able to afford it." He took out two more bags of leather and threw them on the table, "A bag like this can only sell ten silver wolves at most." ”

"Ten...... Ten silver wolves!?" Black Hammer's eyes widened.

"That's right, six belong to my employer, and the rest belongs to you," he said with his palm open, "and the potion is enough for five or six thousand people in total, so you can get at least a few hundred golden dragons, even if it is divided equally, it is not a small amount, enough for you to spend a lifetime." ”

The other party looked like he was about to say something, his eyes were fixed on the skin on the table, as if he was thinking about how to get greater benefits from it.

Tasa knew very well what the rats were thinking.

The potion itself has no cost, and even if it is given away for free, there is no problem, but with such a large share, it is inefficient to distribute it alone, and it is too eye-catching. Giving it to the rats to sell would reduce the risk, and ten silver dragons would be a price that most of the city's citizens could afford. Of course, these people can't honestly sell at a low price, whether they steal some of it and sell it in the inner city, or sell it to the black market, they can make huge profits.

Eventually, less than half of these potions could be sold to civilians at a low price, but that wasn't Tassa's focus. His Highness Roland has given him the task of thwarting the Church's conspiracy as much as possible, as long as everyone understands that the Holy Elixir is not the only antidote to the evil plague, and it is not a rare and expensive thing, the content of the priest's propaganda will be questioned by the people, especially those believers who have received the Holy Medicine at great cost, and will doubt from the bottom of their hearts whether the spokesman of the gods is deceiving them.

"I know what you're thinking," Tasa began, "I can hide some and sell them yourself, or sell them to a higher bidder first, and I can pretend I didn't see it...... But don't forget," he said in a cold tone, "my employer is not a kind man, and if you don't want to be sunk under the moat, you'd better be restrained, after all, life is the only chance to enjoy." ”

"But what if someone else takes it and resells it?" asked Silver Ring.

"It's very simple, one person can only buy one bag and use it on the spot. After he finished speaking, he looked at Black Hammer, "How is it, are you interested in taking this business?"

"The Underground Trumpeter alone may not be able to take so many potions, I think ......"

Tasa interrupted him directly, "It's your business to decide who to sell and where to sell, I'll just keep an eye on you for the adults." ”

Black Hammer gritted his teeth, looked around the four of them, saw that no one raised objections, and then smashed his fist on the table, "I did this business!"

"Very well," he nodded, "the day after tomorrow when the sun goes down, the wagon carrying the potion will arrive at the door of the tavern, and you arrange the manpower and release the news of the new medicine at the same time." Do a good job, my employer doesn't want to see failure. ”

The day after tomorrow is also the last day of the First Army's stay, and no matter what becomes of the city after that, it will not pose a threat to His Highness, Tasa thought to himself.

......

Not long after he walked out of the tavern, Hill chased after him from behind.

"Aren't you going to meet my companions, they all want revenge on Tifeko. ”

"I believe you for the time being because you passed the test, but that doesn't mean I believe in them too. Tasa shook her head, "What are you going to do if you hadn't been caught today?"

"I would have liked to go back and tell you the news, and hear what they think, whether to continue to observe for a while, or whether to go directly to the side of His Highness Roland. He replied.

"Oh?" asked Tassa, with some interest, "what about your personal opinion?"

Hill hesitated and said, "I think Your Highness is different from most nobles, few people will do as much as he does to treat fugitives, and ...... He also treats witches equally, and if Tifeko were the same, my wife wouldn't be ......," he was silent for a moment, "so I'm more inclined to work directly for His Highness." ”

"Then you don't go back now and don't say anything, as if you've never been to the docks. ”

"Why ......" he looked up in surprise.

"A good informant should be accustomed to keeping secrets in his heart rather than sharing them with others, especially at such critical moments. Tasa said word by word, "If you want to serve Your Highness, there is still a lot to learn. (To be continued.) )