Chapter 28

"Ushig, I'm not threatening you!"

Lin Mo's fingers tapped the table rhythmically, the sound piercing and resonant.

This was a small trick from the intelligence unit, using rhythmic sounds to distract the other party, making it hard for them to make the right judgment, while also creating a sense of mystery or psychological pressure.

"Since the birth of the human race, we have been social beings. Merchants can leave in a group, but I will thank you. In the eyes of the Portlanders, compared to the poor you mentioned, merchants are a big piece of fat meat. The balance should be obvious. I called you here just to meet each other's needs. After all, strength in numbers will make the Portlanders more cautious. If the merchants still insist on their own way..."

Listening to the other party, Ushig, the fur and herb merchant, who had originally intended to leave in a huff, changed his expression several times.

He had to admit that the Dragon Knight's words made some sense.

If someone took the opportunity to inform the Portland army, the choice between a group of poor people and a group of wealthy merchants was as obvious as a louse on a bald head.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The sound of his knuckles tapping the table seemed to strike Ushig's heart, and a bead of sweat involuntarily rolled down his forehead.

This difficult decision meant that one wrong step could lead to irreparable consequences.

The journey from Snow Pine Town to Lian City was fraught with risks, and who knew if the Portland army had set up an ambush along the way.

What Lord Morin said was also true; a group of wealthy merchants was indeed the easiest target for attack.

"Have you made your decision?"

Lin Mo stared at the other party without blinking, his gaze carrying a mysterious and intimidating power.

"Alright, alright! I agree! But I can't guarantee that I can persuade everyone."

Ushig shakily pulled out a handkerchief made of precious snow spider silk and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This expensive silk handkerchief from the northern empire was unimaginably soft, with a texture like a maiden's skin and a natural coolness.

But the richest fur and herb merchant in the town had no thoughts on the magic of this handkerchief.

The pressure from the Dragon Knight was too great.

"I understand. Try to persuade as many as possible. More people mean more strength. If they really don't want to, then let them go. But let me make it clear, once we start, if they want to join later, forget it. I hate two-faced people."

Lin Mo closed the door of regret for those who were wavering.

These money-grubbing fellows were destined to pay for their foolishness.

"Yes, yes!"

Ushig nodded, answering cautiously.

"Next is the town guard..."

Lin Mo's gaze shifted to the inn's entrance. The town guard captain, relying on his strength, would not be easy to persuade.

But the Portlanders didn't leave him much time, and he probably didn't have the energy to deal with this guy.

"Morin, I am willing to accept your command."

Three-Eyed Charlie clearly thought that attaching himself to his childhood friend and the Dragon Knight was a much better prospect than the town guard captain.

"Very good, Charlie. How many can you persuade to join us?"

Lin Mo had high hopes for Charlie. At least in the increasingly dangerous times, he hadn't abandoned the townspeople like the Bart family and the town guard captain, and fled on his own.

The lower-ranking soldiers always had a common language. Charlie weighed his options and said, "Um, I can persuade a third, as, as much as possible!"

"A third? Hmm, better than I expected. Start now. First, unify all the people and supplies. In two hours, everyone will meet back here. Since we've agreed, I don't want to see any deserters or traitors. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. No one has ever escaped the Dragon Knight's pursuit."

Lin Mo didn't mind showing these civilians the bloody side of the Dragon Knight. The chill in his words made most of the people in the inn shudder and become more solemn.

The Gemini sisters had predicted that only a third of the town guard could be mobilized, but Charlie's response far exceeded Lin Mo's expectations. He never thought this seemingly ordinary soldier had such a strong influence in the town guard.

The Dragon Knight's military intimidation was the fundamental guarantee of the plan formulated by the Gemini sisters. After all, the weak naturally rely on the strong, and the three of them had just killed three Portland flying dragon knights, establishing a significant reputation in Snow Pine Town.

If not for this, the Gemini sisters wouldn't have taken the opportunity to help Lin Mo carry out this seemingly impossible migration.

According to the plan, as long as half the people could survive to Lian City, it would be considered a success.

As for those who didn't listen, whether they died in his hands or the Portlanders', it wasn't something he and the Gemini sisters needed to consider.

"Haha, Little Morin has finally grown up. Don't worry, everything is in my hands, old Asen!"

The old blacksmith Asen pounded his chest heartily, making a dull thud, and nodded solemnly.

The tax collector Mado and the fur and herb merchant Ushig exchanged glances and left the inn.

The defenseless Snow Pine Town was now facing the threat of the Portlanders, but Lin Mo's plan could save more lives. Despite some losses, it was better than falling into the hands of the invaders.

...

Climbing over a hill covered with coniferous forests, a few miles to the west was the largest city on the eastern border of the Slan Empire, Lian City.

In the distance, the towering city walls were faintly visible.

"Roger, you, you..."

The butler of the Bart family, his face a terrifying ashen color, collapsed weakly on the ground, his eyes fixed on Lord Kras Bart's nephew.

No one expected that the last rest before reaching Lian City would be fraught with danger.

Roger, under the guise of sharing his fine ice wine, secretly poisoned the drinks, leaving him and the other two estate knights helpless.

"Ah!~ Bastard! Give me the antidote!"

One of the Bart family estate knights, his life rapidly being drained by the poison, pulled out his sword and staggered towards the treacherous merchant, intending to kill him and take the antidote.

"Since you're almost dead, can't you be a bit quieter? Don't waste this expensive 'Dream of Love.' A bottle can sell for twenty gold coins. As for the antidote, sorry, I forgot to buy it."

Roger smiled cruelly, slightly sidestepping the estate knight's weak sword swing and tripping him with his foot.

Stepping on the knight's back, he calmly drew his rapier, adjusted his angle, and thrust it down with force.

The estate knight let out a惨叫，喷出一口黑紫色的毒血，身体竭尽全力往后一仰，随即瘫倒在地上，死不瞑目。

“情人梦”是由北方蛮荒之地的蓝砾毒砂、七叶焚心草、怨魂鸠翎羽等多种毒物通过特殊炼金技术提炼而成的液体，呈玫瑰红色，气味淡雅，略带芬芳，就像一款典雅的名贵香水，实际上却剧毒无比，一滴足以毒死一头成年蛮牛。正因为这种奇异的迷惑性，它往往成为殉情或情杀的主角之一，又被称为夺魂香。

管家和两名庄园骑士分饮的冰葡酒中，正是被滴入了一滴“情人梦”。

“为，为什么这么做？”

此刻连手指头都抬不起来的管家，浑身抽搐着，他已经到了最后的时刻，满脸泪水，依然不甘心闭上眼睛。

“管家大人，现在告诉你也无妨，我是波特兰共和国‘夜蛇’组织的人，负责收集斯兰帝国东部边境的兵力部署及各领主的情报。”

罗杰拔出刺剑在巴特家族庄园骑士身上蹭了几下，直到蹭掉最后一丝血迹，对着已经视线模糊的管家冷笑了一下，接着说道：“呵呵，波特兰人的大军此刻也许已经拿下了雪松镇，而我的舅舅大人，将会沦落为最低等的贱民，您就放心的去吧。”

“你······呃······”

管家猛然瞪大了眼睛看向罗杰，可惜无论他的眼睛睁得有多大，视力却因毒素而眼前一片漆黑，最终不甘心地咽下了最后一口气。

“尊敬的舅舅大人，您就自求多福吧。”

朝着身后延伸向雪松镇的道路深深看了一眼，罗杰的眉头很快又皱了起来，眼前还有三具被“情人梦”毒杀的尸体。

管家和两名庄园骑士的尸体有必要收拾一下，多少需要费些力气扔到附近的林子里。

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The estate knight let out a惨叫，喷出一口黑紫色的毒血，身体竭尽全力往后一仰，随即瘫倒在地上，死不瞑目。

"Dream of Love" is a liquid extracted from various poisons, including blue gravel sand, seven-leaf heart-burning grass, and vengeful dove feathers, from the northern wilderness, using special alchemy techniques. It appears as a rose-red liquid, with a delicate and fragrant scent, like an elegant and precious perfume. In reality, it is extremely toxic, with one drop capable of killing a full-grown wild bull. Due to its deceptive nature, it often becomes a key player in suicide pacts or murders of passion, also known as Soul Stealer.

The ice wine shared by the butler and the two estate knights had been spiked with a single drop of "Dream of Love."

"Why did you do this?"

The butler, unable to even lift a finger, convulsed, his time running out. Tears streamed down his face, but he refused to close his eyes in resignation.

"Sir Butler, I can tell you now. I am a member of the 'Night Snake' organization of the Portland Republic, responsible for gathering information on the military deployment and lords of the eastern border of the Slan Empire."

Roger wiped his rapier on the body of the Bart family estate knight until the last trace of blood was gone, then sneered at the butler, whose vision was blurring. He continued, "Hehe, the Portland army may have already taken Snow Pine Town, and my uncle will be reduced to the lowest of the low. You can rest in peace."

"You... uh..."

The butler's eyes widened in a final, futile attempt to see Roger, but the poison had rendered his vision completely black. He died with a final, defiant breath.

"Respected Uncle, may you find your own fortune."

Glancing back at the road leading to Snow Pine Town, Roger's brow furrowed. He still had three bodies poisoned by "Dream of Love" to deal with.

The bodies of the butler and the two estate knights needed to be disposed of, requiring some effort to throw them into the nearby forest.

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