Chapter 304 Cargo
With this interruption, Lyle's business naturally failed. After all, no matter how pointy the strong man's head was, it was hard to believe that Visas' body parts had toes. So Lyle could only laugh it off and left in shame, while the strong man looked at Lyle's back thoughtfully.
After leaving the strong man, Lyle did not immediately look for the next fat sheep, but turned into an alley. When he found that no one was following him, he opened the cloth bag again and looked at the two severed fingers still in it.
...This is really strange, is he remembering it wrong? He clearly remembered that he only had one broken finger.
In the black market, Visas' fake body parts are the most valuable fakes. They are not made by simply chopping off the fingers of some unlucky people, so they still require some production costs. The value of fake body parts of different parts is also different. The most valuable part is the fingers, which can be said to be the hard currency among fake body parts.
The reason is simple. This part is the easiest for people to believe and try.
After all, if it's other parts, such as the heart or eyes, the cost of trial and error is too high. You can't really cut out the heart and eyes for a body part that you can't confirm is real, right?
But fingers are different. Even if the people who buy them doubt whether they are fake, the thought of gaining supreme power if they succeed and just losing a finger if they fail is obviously acceptable to many sharp-minded gamblers.
Therefore, fingers were in short supply among black market traders, and Lyle was not a particularly high-level black market trader. After so many years in the business, it was already quite good for him to get a severed finger.
So... where did this other one come from?
Lyle placed the two fingers in front of his eyes and examined them carefully, but could not see any difference. He could not even tell which one was his previous one.
"What the hell," Lyle whispered, "It can't be true, can it?"
As soon as this thought popped into his mind, he dismissed it instantly.
For counterfeit merchants, making the other party believe that what they sell is genuine is a skill, but convincing themselves that they are selling genuine goods, especially the ultimate IQ testing props such as Visas' body parts, is simply the stupidest thing in the world.
So after thinking for a long time, Lyle could only think that maybe his colleagues accidentally put it in the wrong place when they were purchasing goods at the headquarters last time... Anyway, this was the only possibility he could think of.
So Lyle put the two severed fingers away, and then couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
After all, he was just a little bit away from selling the finger. It was really just a little bit away. The sturdy man with the pointy head had obviously believed him completely. As long as he took the severed finger out, wouldn't he get the money? Such a good deal, but he missed it by himself.
I don’t know when I will meet the next fat sheep like this.
Thinking of this, Lyle couldn't help but sigh heavily.
As mentioned before, Lyle is not a particularly high-level black market businessman, and the competition in this industry is very fierce, and it can be said to be a sunset industry.
After all, the more people who were deceived (in the past), the fewer people will be deceived (in the future), especially when their peers come up with some big tricks from time to time, making their sales environment even more difficult.
Take the body parts of Visas for example. About a hundred years ago, a colleague with a great imagination suddenly came up with a brilliant idea and made a lot of "Visas hooks". He ran to a small county town to sell them. His target was not the fat sheep who knew a little about the business, but the civilians who knew nothing about the business. He told them that after taking the hook, they could gain the supreme power of "indomitable".
Such a stupid lie was actually believed by a lot of people, and hundreds of people drew their knives against their own brothers, almost causing the extinction of that small county.
Hundreds of people were deceived. This number is not too small, but it is not too large either. However, the impact was too bad. The news spread all over the country in a very short time.
After all, most people who were deceived and had to cut off a finger in the past would just grit their teeth and accept the loss, but hundreds of people were deceived into castrating themselves, which was really impossible to cover up. As a result, Visas' body parts were difficult to sell for the next 20 years. He would even beat up anyone who claimed to be a black market merchant selling body parts.
In other words, that colleague, through his own efforts, successfully caused disaster to countless colleagues.
When Lyle heard about this for the first time, he felt deeply moved. He wondered why that colleague couldn't be him. If he had the chance, he would definitely not hesitate to do so once.
Because he wanted the money, he really wanted it, and he was willing to do whatever it took to get it.
Like... tonight.
Lyle looked up at the sky, calculating in his mind the time until nightfall.
He's planning on having a big one tonight.
So Lyle stopped looking for new fat sheep and just curled up in the alley to gather his strength, waiting for the night to come.
But what he didn't know was that a pair of eyes were watching him quietly through several streets.
…
After nightfall, Lyle opened his eyes, and when he felt that the time was almost up, he got up swiftly and took out a black bell from his backpack.
He held the bell above his head and shook it gently. As the clear and pleasant bell rang, Lyle's body became more and more illusory.
Okay, time to get to work.
Lyle put away the bell and strode forward, making almost no sound, like a cat walking at night.
So Lyle came to the edge of town and waited in an empty house.
Soon, he saw a huge convoy slowly approaching under the moonlight, and he held his breath.
As expected, he arrived and the intelligence was correct.
Lyle thought silently in his heart.
There were no markings on the carriages of the convoy, and there were only a few guards in black robes accompanying them. In this border area, such a configuration seemed like they were waiting to be robbed.
When Lyle knew that no one dared to rob them, it was because the daggers tucked under the black robes of the guards were engraved with the Rhine emblem.
Yes, this is the Rhine Church's convoy, but it's the kind of convoy that is not very presentable.
After the convoy stopped, several guards walked out while stretching, and Lyle could still hear their conversation.
"Damn it, we're finally there."
"It's really torture to be guarding all these treasures and not be able to move."
"Haha, the mission has been completed anyway, so just hand it over to those guys. Go and have a rest."
"Who is the priest here?"
"Valens."
"It's that slutty thing! Oh, I can't hold back my sword any more."
"Keep your voice down! We can't reveal our identities!"
"Got it, Captain."
Lyle watched the guards leave laughing and breathed a sigh of relief.
Those were the Knights of the Rhine. If he was caught by them, he would be in big trouble. As a black market businessman, he knew too well what kind of people these well-dressed Rhine Knights were.
After making sure they were far away, Lyle immediately jumped out of the house and ran quickly towards the convoy, also without making any sound.
This team is his target tonight.
There are three ways for black market merchants to expand their product lists. The first is to purchase directly from the headquarters, such as Visas' fake body parts and a series of contraband from major churches. The second is to make them by themselves. Many black market merchants are excellent potion masters. But these two points are not very applicable to Lyle, because his level is too low and his money is too little. He can't buy anything valuable at the headquarters, and he can't make potions by himself. Even the lubricants and aphrodisiacs he sells are fake.
Therefore, he could only rely on the third method to purchase goods, which was also the most common method used by low-level black market merchants - stealing.
You can either steal from your colleagues or from the church, whether it is orthodox or esoteric.
Of course, the more valuable something is, the harder it is to steal. With his abilities, he would never dare to touch Rhine's goods under normal circumstances.
But tonight is an exception.
Lyle quickly came to the largest carriage, looked at the lock on the door, and immediately took out a short magic wand from his arms and pointed it at the lock.
After silently reciting the spell, the lock opened with a "click" and Lyle immediately showed an ecstatic expression.
As expected! The Rhine Church did not dare to use their standard equipment. It seemed that the things transported in the carriage were indeed not serious!
On the surface, the four orthodox religions that claim to be upright have been cracking down on black market merchants and goods, and do not allow believers to use those banned items, but this does not mean that they themselves do not need them. They will even trade directly with the top leaders of the secret religion to prevent the black market merchants from making a profit from the price difference.
However, Rhine would never bring this kind of trade to the table. So they would not use their own equipment to prevent accidents.
This also gave a half-baked wizard like Lyle an opportunity, and he opened the door lock using only the most basic lock-picking magic.
Come on, come on! Let me see what's inside!
Shadow Binding Furnace, Dream Powder or Happy Beans.
Lyle opened the door of the carriage while thinking about the high-priced circulating items in his mind.
Then his expression froze.
Because Lyle saw countless pairs of eyes, he was almost scared to death and cried out. He thought he was being set up by a rhine knight who was waiting for him.
But he soon realized that it was not the case. There were children in the carriage.
Countless children, both boys and girls, were crammed into the small carriage like pigs, their hands tied and their mouths sealed, looking at Lyle with horror.
Lyle looked inside and found that many children had fainted and their life or death was unknown.
Wow, this is the Rhine product.
Lyle had always known that the Rhine Church was collecting children from all over the world for use in mines, brothels and as priest reserves, but he didn't expect to run into it.
"Tsk tsk." Lyle cursed inwardly, "What a damn bad luck."
After cursing, he planned to close the shop. He couldn't sell these kids, so he could only quickly go to the next car to see what was inside.
If they were all children, his trip tonight would have been in vain.
Just as he was about to close the door, a little boy rushed up, blocked the door with his shoulder, and looked at him with pleading eyes.
What the hell? You still want me to let you out?
Stop dreaming, I have important things to do!
Lyle immediately kicked the kid, trying to kick him away and lock the door, but the kid held on tightly, shaking his head excitedly and making a "woohoo" sound, trying to say something. The other kids also came to their senses and squeezed forward desperately, which immediately made Lyle panic.
If he let these kids cause trouble, not only would he not be able to accomplish anything, he would also definitely be discovered by those Rhine Knights!
Damn it, can you guys please help others a little? Don't drag me into this!
Lyle became ruthless and took out a dagger and stabbed the child who was pushing the door hard on the shoulder.
Blood splattered all over Lyle, and the child fell back in pain. Lyle seized the opportunity and immediately locked the door.
The darkness quickly devoured the children's hopes, but Lyle remained unmoved and slammed the door shut.
But at the last moment when the door closed, Lyle saw the stabbed child looking at him with desperate eyes, which made his heart skip a beat for no reason.
But he still closed the door and quickly locked it.
Everything fell silent.
Lyle took a deep breath and got rid of the strange feeling from his heart. Then he ran to the back of the carriage while muttering, "Don't blame me, it's Rhine who is selling you out."
He didn't have that much time to waste. The reason why he could succeed so easily tonight was entirely because of the situation at Wildfire. In addition, the sudden death of the Northern Bishop of Upper Rhine and his Knights caused some chaos in the management of the Northern Church, which allowed him to take advantage of the situation.
If you miss this opportunity, who knows when the next one will come.
With this thought in mind, Lyle quickly rushed to the back carriage.
He didn't believe that such a large convoy was transporting only children. There must be other things. As long as he found one or two of them, his trip tonight would not be in vain.
But there are so many carriages, and they are all locked. How can he know which one contains something?
Lyle was a little impatient, but at this moment, he suddenly saw that the carriage in front was open, and there were no children inside, but cargo.
After a moment of hesitation, Lyle rushed over immediately.
After rushing onto the carriage, he found that it was full of goods. The extremely valuable dream powder and happy beans were packed in box after box.
But more than half of them were opened, which obviously meant someone had been here!
At this moment, Lyle seemed to sense something and turned his head suddenly. He saw a man dressed like him but with his face covered looking at him in the distance, holding the goods in his hands.
Colleagues?!
After noticing that Lyle was looking over, the man waved his wand proudly.
Then there was a loud bang, and countless guards rushed out in shock, and then they all looked at the only open carriage and Lyle standing in the carriage.
(End of this chapter)
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