Chapter 199 Inspection

the next day.

Outside the city of Pentos.

Several men with the appearance of hunters carrying bows and arrows were talking to the guards outside the city gate.

The reason is the poor governor who died not long ago. Today, Pantos still conducts strict investigations on mercenaries, caravan guards or hunters who enter the city-state with weapons and armor.

Viserys, who had entered the city yesterday, and his guards, were not treated like this.

"My lord, we are all hunters in the surrounding villages."

One of the thin men with a headscarf on their head patted a stag on the back of a horse and said kind words to the guards.

The deer appeared to have been dead for a long time, with its blood drained, and the hunters wanted to sell the deer at the market in Pantos for some food to return home.

The guards of Pantos waved their hands impatiently.

"roll roll roll!"

"I've told you several times that people can go in and throw all their weapons out."

However, the hunters were still clinging to the weapons the guards were unwilling to hand over.

After all, this is the guy they eat, and the surroundings of Pantos are not peaceful.

After all, Pantos is also unable to go out to clear up robbers and bandits. The soldiers are few and neglected in training, and can only be entrusted to mercenaries or large caravans to deal with them. Small caravans and ordinary peasant hunters need to seek their own happiness.

In such a chaotic world, farmers and hunters must always carry a dagger or a short sword when they go out, so that they can resist a robber if they encounter a robber.

At least it's so brave to die.

Therefore, the hunters were reluctant to hand over their weapons, and the clinging guards were reluctant to leave.

And at this time.

Gollum-

A long convoy in the distance drove towards the city gate of Pantos, the wheels pressed against the small amount of snow remaining on the ground and made a sound.

It seemed that another large-scale caravan had arrived.

Seeing the arrival of the caravan, the eyes of the guards at the city gate of Pantos lit up, and they knew that this was another chance to make a fortune.

"Hurry up!"

"Come here to gather and give Lao Tzu a good check and check."

Yesterday, Viserys was received. The city gate guard with a big belly supported the crooked helmet on his head, and then called his brothers to come and catch fish.

On weekdays, the caravan took the road near the port, and rarely came in from the direction of the North City Gate.

And if there is no caravan coming from the direction of the North City Gate, the 'tolls' will naturally be much less.

The family spent so much money to bribe them to work in the garrison, of course, to make a fortune. Ordinary people don't necessarily have so much savings over the years or even decades.

However, after he came to the garrison, he followed his own boss, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, and having a good time. The tolls required by the card for one year were taken to the commander-in-chief, and the brothers below shared a share.

At most two years ago, all the money spent on bribes in the family will be paid back, and the rest will be net profits.

Some small caravans or middle-class families and above in Pantos City lined up with a lot of gold coins, and they broke their heads and wanted to send their unsatisfactory children to work in the garrison.

Safe and rich, who doesn't want to come?

After hearing the conversations of these city gate defenders, the hunters who had just pestered them looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes.

Then the tall hunter, who was holding the deer on horseback, glanced at the mercenary who was also blocked outside the city gate not far away.

There was a tacit understanding in the eyes of the two groups, and they nodded to each other.

Gollum-

The wheels of the carriage kept making noises, and the long motorcade finally came to the gate of Pantos.

"stop!"

"Where did you get the caravan from?"

The security officer at the city gate held up his helmet, the armor on his body was almost unable to fit, and then walked over with a chubby belly.

The hundred or so defenders beside the city gate were also attracted a lot at once.

The leader of the caravan was a gray-haired old man who looked like he was in his 50s or 60s and dressed plainly.

Riding on a tall gray warhorse, the hair of the warhorse has some felt rolling, and it seems that it has not been bathed for a long time.

"This is my hometown, my lord."

Sitting on the dirty horse, the old man's voice was a little low, and he used the standard Valyrian language.

He looked at the prosperous and prosperous city-state behind the city gate, and a pair of eyes showed deep nostalgia.

He ran away from here for half his life, and didn't dare to change face and return until today.

"Don't tell me that nonsense, I ask you where are you from, what caravan?"

And the fat city gate guard naturally understands Valyrian, but his current attitude is not as trembling as when he faced Viserys yesterday, and he has become extremely impatient.

"I'm from Tyrosh, my lord."

The old man on the gray warhorse was not angry either, but only took a deep look at the city gate guard.

Then he got off his horse and opened his mouth.

"I leased a merchant ship from Tyrosh to sell goods to Braavos, and then bought some goods from Braavos to Pentos."

"Pantos is very good. I'm not going to leave this time."

The old man's voice was full of energy. Although he seemed to be old, he still maintained a very vigorous spirit, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

This made the leader of the Pantos city gate defender shrink his neck involuntarily, and his impatient attitude just now also restrained.

"Bravos."

The Pantos still had a deep hostility towards Braavos, and the vigilante snorted and deliberately lengthened the tone.

"What kind of goods are you all selling? Are there any contraband?"

"If you have it, take it out in advance, if you let me turn it out. Humph"

The fat vigilante deliberately lengthened his voice, like a pig humming.

The tone was threatening and suggestive.

At the same time, he raised his hand and opened the carriage, which was covered with broken cloth strips. It contained some spices and even several large boxes.

"Huh? What is this?"

Immediately, the fat officer's eyes suddenly noticed the neat big boxes.

According to his years of experience, this kind of dark box at the bottom usually contains contraband.

"Our main business is spices, my lord."

"And in those black boxes were Loras' walrus tusks, and we bought some too."

The gray-haired old man looked very calm and spoke calmly.

Braavos brings together goods from all over the world, and the price of spices is a little lower than that of Pantos, so it is a regular trade route to ship spices from Braavos to Pantos, and it can also be sold when passing by Andalos. drop some.

Then the old man opened a black box, revealing the special walrus tusk from Rollas.

This kind of expensive commodity may be collected by some wealthy businessmen or nobles.

And at this time.

"Sir, what is this?"

A Pantos guard seemed to have detected something strange and shouted loudly.