Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 299 Fishing in troubled waters
Lawson is very busy, extremely busy.

As the commander of Captain Kurzer's personal guard and the first mate of the flagship during sea voyages, Rosen was naturally a trusted right-hand man with an extraordinary status.

That's why today's task fell squarely on his shoulders. From blocking the port and clearing the berths in the morning to the transportation and escorting afterwards, he did everything himself, which was no easy task.

Having finally managed to escort the supplies brought by the Iris Flower Merchant Guild back to the warehouse, they had no time to rest. They had to deliver the two special goods to the mage master immediately, as this was something that Boss Kurze had instructed them to do beforehand, and they couldn't afford to be careless.

He and twelve other warriors escorted their target south toward the north bank of the river, where a bridge spanned the water to the island at the mouth of the Mirar River, where the mage tower was located.

They hadn't walked more than a few steps when, two streets away, they heard the clanging of weapons, the passionate shouts, and the harsh, scathing curses coming from ahead.

"Damn it, it's those bastards again."

Rosen cursed inwardly. As a direct descendant of the five major gangs, he had a natural sense of superiority over these ragtag, vassal troops.

Previously, conflicts broke out between these gangs. At first, it was just ordinary thugs fighting over territory. There were at least twenty or fifty such incidents every month, so it was nothing unusual.

Who knew that things would develop in such an unexpected way? The small conflict suddenly escalated into a large-scale battle that swept across two districts and involved multiple gangs. After the situation stabilized, everyone realized that the leaders of these gang wars had all gotten a pretty good share of the spoils.

Even though Shining Gold Coin is a apparent loser, it is currently a force to be reckoned with in the northern storage area.

Speaking of this, Rosen was a little annoyed. Although the warehouse area was not as crucial as the North Wharf and the military area, which were not to be touched by others, this area was located in the middle of the former two and was also the only way to the bridge to the Mirar River.

Previously, this land was only occupied by the Finger Gang and a few other small gangs. It wasn't until the Maginot Gang came and settled down that they took action to integrate these scattered forces. Together with the Finger Gang, the two Bloodsail Gang's affiliated forces maintained the order of the entire warehouse area.

During that period, the warehouse area was peaceful and orderly. Rosen felt as if he were in his own backyard in the large triangle area of ​​the North Wharf-Warehouse Area-Military Area. He could relax and enjoy himself, and occasionally show off his power and boss around in front of these vassals.

However, their good fortune was short-lived. While Maginot and Arden's audacious plan did indeed earn them a fortune, half of the warehouse area fell into the hands of the Money Gang, an affiliate of Blackfin.

Putting aside the issue of having someone right next to him, Rosen couldn't stand the ambitious troublemakers at Shining Gold Coins, but for the time being, he couldn't do anything about them.

After all, you can't force Maginot to abandon the fertile market area and come back, can you?
Do you really treat people like dogs? Even if you own a dog, you can't take bones from its mouth.

The Finger Gang was being completely overwhelmed by the opponent and couldn't be relied upon at all.

Speaking of this, Rosen was not happy. If the Money Gang hadn't been under the control of the Black Flagfish, and if the five major powers hadn't been mutually restraining, he wouldn't have needed to consider so many aspects. If he didn't like someone, he could just take action and kill them.

What kind of bullshit gang wars are these? It's just childish squabbles between a few small gangs.

As far as he knew, despite the seemingly fierce battles, very few people had actually died.

Having just shaken off those unpleasant memories, Rosen witnessed an equally unpleasant farce unfold before him.

As the group moved forward, they entered the "battlefield" of those three petty gangs.

Despite being called a battlefield, the verbal sparring far surpassed the physical combat. Lorraine, along with Maginot and the Finger Gang, were exchanging insults with the infamous dwarf Kegan from the Money Gang.

The foul language made Rosen frown. Since joining the upper echelons of the Bloodsail Gang, Mr. Rosen had considered himself a respectable man, and he hadn't done such tasteless things as public cursing for years. Although he was displeased, now was not the time to dwell on such trivial matters.

"Ignore these idiots, speed up and get through!"

After giving the order, Rosen took the lead and quickened his pace, almost jogging as he crossed the area.

"It's Lord Rosen! Lord Rosen has come to our aid!"

As fate would have it, Rosen, who had no intention of getting involved in this mess and was busy on his way, was called out by his identity before he could even leave the place, and was also given this important task.

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
Before he could even explain, a loud voice rang out first:
"With Lord Rosen here, victory is assured; with Lord Rosen here, the North will be at peace!"

Rosen's old face immediately darkened. The flattery was quite skillful, but it had put him in a very difficult position.

The soldiers accompanying them also began to whisper among themselves, their words filled with surprise. Although their captain's abilities were indeed beyond doubt, they hadn't expected him to have such a high reputation among his followers.

Growing increasingly averse to the situation, Rosen abruptly shouted, "Don't drag me into your messy affairs, and get out of my way!"

But it was too late for these words. The two gangs were greatly encouraged to come and "back up" Rosen. They immediately took action without saying a word. The Money Gang members were not afraid at all, and the two sides started fighting almost simultaneously.

Seeing this, Rosen was furious. He yelled a few times, but it had no effect. He had no choice but to lead his group around to avoid the street thugs.

Fortunately, since they were representing the Bloodsail Gang directly, no one dared to come forward. After some trouble, nothing unexpected happened, Rosen thought to himself.

As expected,

An unexpected incident occurred!

"Captain, something bad has happened! Those two brats seem to have been attacked!"

"What the hell did you say?!"

Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Rosen was filled with shock and anger. He shoved the man aside and rushed to the group of slaves.

Upon seeing Rosen's arrival, the slaves, still terrified, huddled together, making way for two figures slumped on the ground.

Ruined!
This was Rosen's first thought, and when he saw the bloodstains with a strange green glow at the corners of the mouths of the two captured mages, he couldn't suppress this terrible thought at all.

While it's true that given his status, he wouldn't be punished for this accident, he genuinely didn't want such a stain on his reputation as the behind-the-scenes boss.

The monks have a limit to their tolerance for the foolish behavior of their subordinates, and according to them, that limit is quite limited.

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