Chapter 303

Yu Sui's gaze slowly moved to an exquisitely carved recliner in the center of the tent, where he saw a young man sitting in a black and gold robe, with a golden ring on his head, and an extraordinary and noble temperament.

The young man had an extraordinary handsome appearance, holding a parchment scroll in his hand. When he saw everyone coming in, he slowly stood up and saluted gracefully.

Loft and Nord didn't dare to neglect it. After returning the greeting, Loft said, "This is the client, Hawke."

Yu Sui nodded to the other party, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Hello."

"Hello everyone, please sit down." The young man's voice was like the collision of jade, polite and courteous, as if he was the master of this place.

And Loft had no objection and ordered some chairs to be brought over.

After everyone was seated, the people who had brought the chairs quietly left, leaving space for a few people to talk.

Yu Sui had many questions in his mind. After thinking for a while, he said, "Your name is Hawke, right? I want to ask you, how long do you plan to stay in our tribe? Are you going to hide temporarily or..."

The young man nodded slightly and smiled, "I'd like to stay in your place for a while, but I can't predict how long I'll need to stay. I hope your tribe will take me in. These cotton seeds and the workers who can take care of them are my sincere token of support."

Yu Sui followed his gaze and saw large wooden boxes neatly stacked in the corner, standing there like a wall.

"So many cotton seeds?" He couldn't believe his eyes.

It wasn't that he wasn't calm. These boxes were the same size as the ones he'd used to trade spices. Each box could hold about 200 kilograms of stuff. If all that stuff was cotton seeds...

Oh my God, he became a big landlord in an instant!

This is a great gift. No wonder Hawke said it represents his sincerity. In another world, being able to produce so many cotton seeds requires not only a lot of financial resources but also status.

Who is this Hawk? Yu Sui looked at the young man in awe.

It was clearly Hawke who had provided the cotton seeds, but it was Nord who felt the pain. He looked at the neatly arranged rows of large wooden boxes with a distressed look on his face, touching his chest and saying, "There are a hundred boxes here, and another two hundred outside, which means tens of thousands of kilograms of seeds!"

Even Black Rock couldn't sit still anymore. He said to Hawke warily, "With such a big move, have you offended the Sword Master? The Great Mage? The Lich King?"

Only slaves of this level are worth Hawke's investment of so many seeds, and even come with workers who can grow cotton. These slaves are the private property of the nobles and are much more valuable than other slaves.

If that's the case, the Black Map Tribe cannot take him in. It would be easy for a human of this strength to come to the Fantasy Continent. Even the Snow Werewolves are no match for them. We can't risk our tribesmen just for these cotton seeds.

Hawke saw the two men's worry and shook his head. "I didn't offend a single individual, but a powerful faction. You don't have to worry. They were in civil strife at the time, so I took the opportunity to escape. I promise I won't bring any harm to you. They would never have thought I would ask the Xilun Caravan for help. I didn't bring any servants with me, and no one else in the Xilun Caravan knows my identity."

To verify his words, Love nodded and said, "Indeed, if the news leaked out, I wouldn't take the risk. After all, the Xiren caravan would bear the brunt of the consequences."

"As long as the two of us don't say anything, who would have thought that we hid people here? The Dream Continent is so big and full of dangers. It is really the best choice." Nord said with a little pride, pulling his mustache.

This does make sense. Who would go to the Dream Continent for nothing? It is not suitable for human habitation.

Apart from adventurers and stowaways, the only people who frequently come here are caravans. Apart from the territory inhabited by orcs, there are many undeveloped and dangerous areas here. Who would be so foolish as to come here to look for people?

Moreover, the Fantasy Continent has a defense line jointly blocked by the Golden Kingdom and the Elves. Except for powerful humans who can sneak in secretly, it is difficult for other humans to enter.

Taking all the above reasons into consideration, it is understandable that Hawke wants to hide in the Dream Continent. Yu Sui even wants to praise him for being smart.

If they were not at the level of Sword Master and Great Magician, other humans would hardly pose a threat to the orcs, so thinking about it this way, they could be taken in.

Heiyan sat there with a big horse and a golden sword, looking at the boxes piled up beside him, and sneered: "These cotton seeds are not a small amount. I guess you are not an ordinary person."

That's right, Yu Sui looked at Hawke again. Although this man was dressed in a low-key manner, his appearance and temperament were extraordinary. Even an ordinary noble like me didn't have such a bearing.

Although Hawke was not dressed in fancy clothes, the material of his clothes was shimmering, like the mermaid gauze of the sea people. He wore a black dress with gold edges, and simply tied a belt made of the same fabric, which was integrated with the black boots on his feet, making Hawke look like a slender bamboo.

Without knowing his identity or origin, the Heitu tribe dared not take him in. Yu Sui had just sent Shu Yu away, and there was still a dragon in the tribe. He didn't want to cause any trouble for himself.

Hawke pondered for a moment before continuing, "I'm the eldest son of Earl Boken of the Qilan Empire. My father passed away last month, and my uncle and several of my brothers joined forces to attack me. I saw the situation was dire and fled early. My brothers and my uncle, a marquis, are so powerful that there's no place for me in the Qilan Empire. That's why I found the Xiren Caravan and came to the Dream Continent to seek a way out."

Earl and Marquis are the highest titles in the empire. It is no exaggeration to say that they have power over the whole world.

No wonder Hawke could only ask the caravans from the Qilan Empire's mortal enemy, the Oru Empire, to come here. Other caravans would definitely not dare to take on this job.

Yu Sui instantly looked at Loft with admiration, otherwise his Xilen Caravan would be ranked first in the Chamber of Commerce of the Oru Empire. Most people would not have the courage to take such a risk for gold coins.

I guess in addition to these cotton seeds and slaves, Hawke also gave Loft a lot of gold coins. He is really rich. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, he is the son of an earl.

Yu Sui tilted his head, still a little confused, and asked, "Then why don't you hide in the Oru Empire? That's not an enemy of the Qilan Empire. Your uncle and brother can't reach there no matter how long their arms are."

Hawke sighed softly, a look of worry creeping onto his handsome face. "Although the two empires are hostile to each other, the nobles actually have secret business dealings with each other. Nobles won't have a problem with gold coins."

Well, it seems that there are "traitors" everywhere, Yu Sui remained silent.

He poked Uncle Heiyan from behind. He really wanted the cotton seeds, but was afraid of bringing trouble to the tribe, so he was a little undecided and let Uncle Heiyan decide.

Heiyan hesitated for a long time, looked at the three hundred boxes of cotton seeds, and thought of Xiaoyusui's description of the various uses of cotton. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it's a deal."