Chapter 184 We are smuggling here!
Maren glanced at Hugo rather suspiciously.
"You? Big deal?"
"Come on, just for those refugees outside the city, no matter how big the deal is for you, you can't handle it."
Mullen knew Hugo well.
The other party, like other goblins, has a keen business sense and a smart mind.
However, his business plans are somehow always linked to those refugees.
Hugo will think of various ways to find work for the refugees.
Although he can earn a commission from it, there is really not much profit to be made from the refugees themselves.
After all, the odd jobs that can be arranged for refugees are often quite simple, and they don't make much money at all.
The base number is there, no matter how much you take the commission, you won't be able to make much money.
For example, for the refugees he found for Malen to help him purchase metal minerals, Malen would only provide him with 20 copper coins as a reward.
This job doesn’t happen every day.
He had to wait until Mullen received an order from the bully, or the weapons and armor displayed in the store were sold, and new weapons needed to be replenished.
The situation was similar for the other odd jobs Hugo found.
In comparison, the "stand-in" business he launched can use gold coins as the unit of calculation, which is already Hugo's biggest business so far.
Hugo didn't take Mullen's complaints about him seriously, and said seriously:
"I really have a big deal this time!"
"First, I won't stay near Ceylon City very often in the future, but I will need a large amount of metal ore raw materials, and I need someone to help me complete the acquisition here. You should have channels to contact other ore merchants."
"Second, Maren, don't you really want to master the magic given to the dwarves by the God of Forging? Can you really create the weapons of the dwarf blacksmith? I have a way!"
Maren seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot and shouted dissatisfied: "What does it mean to truly forge a weapon for a dwarf blacksmith!"
"I am the Dwarf Forger!"
"How many times have I told you!"
"I have dwarf blood. I am a mixture of human dwarves. My grandmother is a hill dwarf with pure red blood!"
"The God of Forging has not given me magic, but He is still testing me. The time is not mature enough."
"I will definitely become a famous dwarf blacksmith in the future. What's wrong with naming myself in advance?"
Hugo didn't bother to argue with the other party. He had never met Maren's grandmother, and he didn't know whether the other party had so-called dwarf blood.
"In short, my deal provides you with two options."
"Either help me pay attention to purchase some needed minerals, or come with me. I can take you to a place where you can learn the magic of the God of Forging."
Malen sneered: "How is it possible that you can learn magical arts as easily as you want? If there is such a good thing, why don't you become a mage..."
"IceBolt!"
Hugo stretched out his right index finger, concentrated on constructing the spell model, and chanted the magic spell.
Arcane energy gathers at your fingertips.
A small ice arrow about the thickness of a finger was condensed out of thin air, and hit the wall with a "snap" in the direction Hugo pointed.
The wall was slightly cracked by the impact, and some ice flowers began to spread around the impact point.
Level 1 magic [Ice Arrow] condenses ice arrows that attack the enemy, with a weak freezing and slowing effect.
Mullen was stunned.
He just said it casually.
Why did Hugo really know how to do it?
We haven’t seen each other for a few months, how come this guy got the favor of the goddess of magic and became a mage professional?
"Want to learn?" Hugo hooked his fingers at Maren and showed a seductive smile. "Follow me, you can learn it if you want to."
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The next day, there was a "dwarf" in the team returning to the Misty Valley.
Mullen joined the team carrying a pile of forging tools.
The 20 refugees recruited were not idle either. They were also in large and small packages.
What I was carrying this time was not luggage, but various metal minerals.
Mainly ordinary iron materials, accompanied by a small amount of high-quality refined iron, and some scattered gems and the like.
Hugo spent a lot of money to acquire these gadgets through Mullen's channels.
Hugo had no intention of earning the rewards of a god of knowledge simply by recruiting new followers.
Let them help carry goods along the way. Isn't this a ready supply of cheap labor?
Maren, who temporarily joined the team, was still doubtful.
Regarding what Hugo said, as long as you offer your faith to that great god, you can learn all kinds of divine arts and magic after becoming his believer, and you can also eat and drink without worries.
Mullen's first reaction was actually:
"Isn't this guy deceived by a cultist?"
The Glow God Religion in the Ceylon Territory once preached that some cultists who believed in evil gods would use arguments such as how to gain power and master divine arts to trick people into going to their gathering places.
In fact, the deceived victims are sent to be sacrificed to the evil god.
The Glow God Cult specifically reminds you not to believe in such statements to avoid threatening your life and safety.
After thinking about it, Maren felt something was wrong again.
"With Hugo's mentality, it's pretty easy for him to deceive the cultists. How could he fall for the cultists' bait?"
You know, there were actually cultists who sneaked into the kingdom and came to the refugee camps to commit this kind of fraud.
At that time, Hugo brought dozens of refugees with him. He pretended to agree to believe what the cultists said, and then said by the way that they were really tired and hungry, hoping to give them a full meal before setting off.
The cultists were suppressed by the Glow God Sect and were hiding in Tibet every day. They had no property at all. In order to raise some money to buy black bread, they almost sold all the black robes they were wearing.
I finally bought food for Hugo and the refugees, but only halfway through the meal, Hugo led the people from the Glow God Cult to arrest them!
Not only were the cultists wiped out, but they still let Hugo have a free meal.
Mullen couldn't believe that Hugo would be deceived by the cultists.
But as the team marched toward the border of the kingdom, Malen felt more and more as they walked that something was not quite right!
"Hey! Wait a minute! Hugo, the new territory you are talking about is across the border, on the outskirts of the Dark Forest, right?"
Hugo gave an affirmative answer.
"Then shouldn't we go to the border defense line to stop and rest for a while?"
"Why does it become more and more desolate as we go?"
Malen could see the magical light wall of [Past Glory] standing on the border, and estimated that the distance was less than ten kilometers away at most.
Hugo said matter-of-factly: “It’s just desolate!”
"Who told you that we were going to take the border defense line and enter the Dark Forest?"
"We want to sneak across the border!"
"What the hell?!" Maren was immediately shocked: "Didn't you say it was a normal delivery job before?"
"Why did we become illegal immigrants?"
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There will be another update later, I’m working on it.
(End of this chapter)