At the gate of Baifeng Castle.

The patrol soldiers straightened their waists and stood on both sides.

A luxurious four-wheeled carriage with black background inlaid with gold and carved with complex hollow patterns slowly drove into the castle under the escort of dozens of knights.

On the side of the carriage, the shield-shaped family emblem composed of a black lion and red maple leaves looks particularly noble, which is the family emblem of the border boss of the maple leaves.

And dozens of knights, each riding a white horse, wearing silver armor, and a serious and solemn face.

They exuded a powerful aura, and they were all silver professions!

The carriage stopped in the courtyard of the castle, and then a male nobleman who looked in his forties walked out of the car.

He was tall, wearing a shawl painted with red maple, his black curly hair and pale and gloomy face made him look a little more mysterious and noble, while his dark blue eyes and high hooked nose made him a little more deep and stern.

Otto von Cappadocia.

One of the seven election candidates of the Holy Mannian Empire, the White Knight, the Border Earl, the Maple Leaf Lord...

With many glorious titles combined, Otto is undoubtedly one of the most powerful people in the entire empire.

His unfathomable strength and the powerful army in his hands also made his name very loud among all the tribes around him.

However, at this moment, this Border Boy who was respected and envied by countless people seemed to be in a good mood.

"Sir, Sir, Sir!"

Just after the Border Bo got off the carriage, a happy and frightened voice came from afar.

I saw a short figure wearing a housekeeper's uniform and a wig, and hurriedly greeted him.

When he saw the other party, Bianjie's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Anders..."

He shouted softly.

However, there seems to be no emotion in the words.

Anyone who knows Otto knows that the more he does, the worse he is.

"Brother...Earl..."

Anders shuddered and became a little stuttered.

"Let's talk about it later."

The Border Bo waved, and the knights dispersed one after another, and the coachman also drove away in the carriage.

However, a follower stayed and followed the Border Bo respectfully...

It was a middle-aged man dressed as a mercenary. His face was a little pale, his armor was covered with traces of fighting and some blood.

If players are here, they will recognize that this is one of the seven silver professions who chased them and the only mercenary from the escaped Soren Chamber of Commerce!

"Mr. Shanying, why are you here?!"

When Anders saw this mercenary, he was shocked.

When he heard Anders' name, the mercenary just looked at him coldly and sneered:

"What do you think?"

Anders:...

For a moment, his face became even more ugly.

The Border Bo ignored the exchanges between the two.

Under the service of four personal maids of elf blood, he took off his shawl, changed into the noble boots in the room, and then walked straight into his castle and came to his study.

He sat on the elf-style wooden chair he liked the most, drinking the high-end Iris coffee that the deacon had just made, playing with a delicate black ring while listening to the old housekeeper beside him reporting on the recent affairs in the territory.

Anders and Shanying stood at the door respectfully and restrainedly, not daring to say anything more.

The old housekeeper's work report lasted about twenty minutes, and when he finally finished speaking, he suddenly paused, looked at Anders at the door quietly, and then said casually:

"In addition... in the past two days, some unpleasant things seem to have happened in the commercial area of ​​the territory. Since you have met Mr. Shanying, you should know about the specific things."

This damn old thing!

Listening to the old housekeeper's words, Anders looked at him hatefully and gritted his teeth.

The old housekeeper casually added a hindrance to Anders, who was the slave manager, and then respectfully surrendered. Only the mountain eagle, Anders, and the border bell were left in the study.

"Tell me, what's going on? I just went to the imperial capital, why did so many things happen in the territory?"

The voice of the Border Bo was low and heavy, with a faint hint of dissatisfaction and questioning.

"I suffered huge losses in nearly half of the underground industries in Maple Leaf City, and the elves prepared by major slave chambers were also deceived... Anders, what's going on?!"

He looked at Anders coldly.

Even Anders has shares in the Soren Chamber of Commerce. As the lord of Maple Leaf City and the lord of the entire border territory, the Border Bo naturally got a share of the transactions of the underground chamber of commerce.

This time, almost half of the supplies that players cheated in the Kingdom of Eve were actually counted as his.

After hearing the Border Bo's scolding, Anders shivered.

He complained secretly and said quickly:

"It's the nobles in the south! They're all the nobles in the south! I've been deceived by them!"

"noble?"

Border Bo sneered, he turned his head and looked at the mercenaries of the Soren Chamber of Commerce:

"Shanehawk, tell Anders, what did you see."

"Yes, Lord Earl."

Shanying saluted the Border Bo, then looked at Anders and snorted coldly:

"Bad nobles! I took six silver professions from various chambers of commerce to track them. Those guys... even if they choose to commit suicide, they will not compromise. Moreover, they look shameless when fighting. How can they be such a noble? They are obviously some outlaws!"

Not a noble?

Anders opened his mouth wide.

But...if it was not aristocrats, how could those young people take care of themselves so well? And why would they enjoy it so much?

And...if they are really outlaws, how could they be like they are not well-informed and do not know any common sense?

Did I... I was deceived by them at the beginning?

"And... they were obviously coming to our elves slaves. As we pursued, they had been protecting those elves, even if... they died! They were in the same group as those elves!"

Shanying said again.

Protecting the elves?

Anders was slightly stunned.

"I heard people say that they... aren't they reselling elves?"

He felt his mind was going to get messy.

"Bad reselling! All the elves they reselled committed suicide! Even the bodies were not left behind!"

"Now think about it, it is not certain whether the elves they sold are elves! I don't know whether they really commit suicide or fake suicide!"

"According to the Golden Apple Trading Company, when the elves they exchanged committed suicide, the defense array of the shop noticed traces of space magic, maybe... they were all teleported away!"

Shanying sneered again.

Transmit…Telection?!

Anders widened his eyes.

"So...so...that's the goods of the underground chamber of commerce..."

"Hmph, all the things touched by those people disappeared out of thin air! The Sauron Chamber of Commerce has sent someone to check it out, I'm afraid... it is an extremely clever teleportation spell!"

Shanying continued to sneer.

Is such a powerful teleportation spell?!

After hearing what he said, Anders widened his eyes.

But... those people are not strong either!

"so……"

Anders' voice was a little dry...

"So... this is not a noble in the south, but a strange mysterious force?"

"What do you think?"

Shanying mocked.

Anders:...

"etc……"
To be continued...