In ayladia, the merchant is not a very respected role, especially the human merchant. Some races even confuse some of them with liars and thieves.

    Businessmen from the northern countries, who have been wandering for a long time, deal with many races such as dwarfs and jackals all day. They are very cunning and treacherous. The orcs even call them "humans with two mouths and three hands".

    Two mouths are good at talking and cheating, and three hands are not clean. They often do things that go hand in hand and sneak around, which is almost intolerable for orcs who abide by their vows and must practice their words.

    How could they allow businessmen to come to their territory?

    Caesar was a little confused and didn''t know much about the internal affairs of the stone crow clan. He could only hide in the dense forest on the top of the mountain and continue to look.

    "Oh, my dear gal, you know, the last accident was not my fault. I thought you would never need me again."

    The leader of the caravan looked no more than 30 years old, with a necklace engraved with a family emblem on his neck. He was elegant and handsome, but his narrow gray eyes made him feel gloomy and thin like a sharp knife.

    He rode on that strong black pack horse. Even if the weather is getting hot, he also wears a black sweater and hard leather armor, which is in sharp contrast to the ORC with bare chest: "I didn''t expect that you and I would have another day to see you again. I''m so honored. My friend, if you need anything, just speak."

    "Food."

    The leading Orc whispered that his name was gal, the captain of the hunting team and one of the clan leaders. Of course, the old leader would not appear in person and was fully responsible for this.

    Gal looked at the humans laughing and talking with each other behind the leader of the caravan, and tried to resist the impulse to break their heads one by one. He didn''t want to see these guys full of nonsense since he was put together by these damn businessmen last time.

    "There is plenty of grain."

    The merchant sandwiched his legs between the horse''s belly, gave way to two positions, and motioned gal to look at the loaded pack horses behind him: "but gal, what do you want to exchange?"

    "As before, fur."

    The stone crow clan only had fur. Gal turned his head to the right and immediately dozens of female orcs came out with a large number of dried animal fur.

    "Ha, it''s skin again."

    The leader of the caravan clapped his hands. The oil on his nose was shining. He said quickly: "well, gal, I''m a kind man. How can I refuse a friend''s request? Let me think about how to give you a friendship price."

    "Well, I''ll lose some money and exchange ten kilograms of grain for one kilogram of fur." the merchant''s words immediately caused a whisper among the orcs.

    "Ten jin."

    Gal murmured, "Roy, this is too little..."

    Beast fur may be insignificant in the jungle, but orcs know its value. In the human world, it is a real luxury. It is sought after by countless nobles and can easily be sold out of stock.

    "Many, my friend."

    Roy looked at him seriously: "now, your things are no longer popular than before. The dry season is coming. Even the aristocrats will no longer need them. I have to spend a lot of time transporting them to the south to sell them."

    "And --"

    Then Roy''s face became serious, drove his horse forward two steps and looked down at Gar: "orc, do you know how expensive food is now? The northern countries are fighting with green. There are 30000 mouths waiting to eat in the south. Food is in short supply."

    "My friend, I''m a serious businessman and won''t force buying and selling. If you don''t want me to, maybe you can go to the northern countries and have a look. Maybe you can find a better buyer there."

    Roy sneered in his heart. In addition to him, Roy Brando, the son of the count, who else has the ability to travel all over the wild and deal with these stupid humanoid races.

    It''s a joke to let these orcs go to the northern countries by themselves. Compared with the northern countries, the stone crow clan is like an insect hiding in the grass, which is easily crushed.

    Roy laughed in his heart, motioned the knight behind him to come forward and raised his chin: "go and see how the goods are."

    The knight dismounted according to the words, strided to the female orc, impolitely picked up a piece of animal fur from the ground and stroked it with his hand.

    "It''s very rough. It''s not processed after peeling. It''s directly dried. It''s a little pricked."

    The knight said loudly, then raised his fur and sniffed it in front of his nose. His expression showed obvious disgust: "well (third)... It''s not clean, and the smell of blood is very heavy."

    "Look."

    Roy spread his hand to Gal: "take your goods and I have to send them to the mill for processing. Moreover, the weight of this thing is not light. One horse can have seven..."

    "Enough."

    Gal interrupted him for fear that he would tear the man in front of him alive. Thinking of the decreasing food in the tribe and the black dragon they promised to provide, his voice almost squeezed out of his teeth: "we changed!"

    ……

    "Oh, I''m so angry."

    On the top of the mountain, Luna was lying in Caesar''s ear and clenched her small fist tightly: "you said they weren''t orcs? Why didn''t they rob these humans directly."

    "Rob?"

    Caesar''s eyes lingered on the high-ranking knights in fine steel armor and smiled: "have you ever robbed? The other party is not a guy who has no power to fight back."

    Not to mention the existence of a priest in this team, just look at the smell and bloody smell of these people. We know that these people may be businessmen today and become murderous robbers and mercenaries tomorrow - this is generally the case in the unregulated ayladia.

    "Not even with you?" Luna asked.

    "Maybe."

    Caesar nodded and shook his head: "but the leader of the caravan may be a noble with great weight. Even if the robbery and murder are successful, the stone crow clan will face endless human Crusades next."

    He stared at the necklace hanging on Roy''s neck. Although he couldn''t understand the meaning of the carved pattern on the necklace, he could clearly see that the necklace was valuable and the material was quite expensive.

    Even if ordinary businessmen have such treasures, they will never hang them on their necks.

    "Without the power to ignore the rules, there must be scruples in all aspects."

    Caesar sighed. It was precisely for this reason that the stone crow clan was threatened by him.

    Just looking at the orcs'' actions, he still felt a little surprised: "what I don''t understand is that they have been oppressed to this extent. Why do they insist on exchanging food from humans?"

    "Don''t you know?"

    Luna looked at him in surprise and looked like "I don''t believe it": "because of you!"