Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 301 Drinking with Flowers

Ruth walked out of the camp gate with his head hanging low, feeling that today was the worst day ever.

Originally, escorting a group of slaves to the mages was no big deal. They had done many such simple tasks before, and often managed to get a reward from those wealthy gentlemen while enjoying the easy work.

Unfortunately, things went wrong this time. Two slaves collapsed during the escort, seemingly poisoned, but who knows where the poison came from?

Logically speaking, these two young slaves are indeed worth a little money, but they shouldn't be worth the boss's concern, right?
But the boss's expression at that moment was no different from finding half a dead fly in his plate after finishing his meal.

As a result, the leader led the team back, while the five of them followed the vice-leader Tak to the mage tower to take over.

The mage who received them was named Malthus, an old acquaintance. Although he was not without the bad habits of a spellcaster, such as looking down on people and being pretentious, he had one redeeming quality: he was quite generous.

However, in the past, as long as he flattered her a few times, she would reward him with a few little coins. Malthus's expression was just like the captain's just now.

After exchanging only a few words with the deputy captain who was reporting, Malser coldly "invited" them out the door.

Completely bewildered, Ruth tried asking the vice-captain a couple of questions, only to be immediately shut down by Tucker's curt reply:

"Don't ask questions about things you shouldn't know. If you can't even protect a slave, we won't have a good time when we get back to headquarters."

Sure enough, as soon as they returned to the headquarters, Rosen summoned all the team members together and gave them a good scolding. The captain, who hadn't had time to argue at the time, finally vented his anger.

Ruth appeared obsequious on the surface, but inwardly she was actually relieved.

It wasn't that he was being obnoxious, but rather that he knew Rosen's temper well enough to know that as long as his captain still had the energy to reprimand them, things weren't irreparable yet. If the opposite were true...

Back then, when a colleague had offended a certain sorcerer, Rosen neither flew into a rage nor reprimanded him. From detention, sentencing, and punishment to execution, he simply watched the pitiful wretch whom he had never seen again.

As expected, after a long and unrestrained tirade, Rosen finally raised the paddle high and gently brought it down. The fact that the two captured mages were under control put his mind at ease, and he then vented his tension and anger by cursing.

In the end, they were fined one month's allowance, which made Ruth and the others feel both pained and relieved.

Russ, looking rather unlucky, handed over his mission and planned to go out for a good drink with some teammates, only to run into Maginot's gang on the way.

In stark contrast to Ruth and his group's dejected appearance, Arden, the leader, strutted towards them with the swagger of a victorious rooster, leading his gang of underlings.

"Ah, aren't these the gentlemen from the Bloodsail Gang? What a coincidence that we meet again."

It was probably a happy occasion; Arden's prematurely aged face was beaming with smiles, looking like a wrinkled daisy, which made Russ furious.

Damn it, if it weren't for all the mess you guys made, we wouldn't be in this mess.

Although everyone had reached a consensus that it was the onset of chronic toxins, Ruth still had some doubts. However, he dared not think too deeply about it, in case he overturned his preconceived notions and revealed a flaw.
He nodded indifferently as a greeting and was about to leave when the other person unexpectedly came up to him enthusiastically and started to befriend him.

"Looks like you gentlemen aren't in a good mood today. I'll take the host's seat and invite you to go to that place for a few drinks."

The Bloodsail Gang soldiers, who had initially intended to ignore them, stopped in their tracks, somewhat surprised by the other party's arrogance.

"That place where you pose and flirt isn't cheap, are you really willing to spend that much?"

The seasoned veterans knew the ins and outs of the business perfectly well.

"You may not know this, but although we Maginot drove the Money Gang out of the market district with that successful raid, the opponent still has the upper hand. In the previous battle, if it weren't for your appearance that boosted our morale, the outcome would have been very uncertain."

"It just so happens that we're celebrating today, why don't you all join us?" Faced with Arden's enthusiastic invitation, and considering the high cost of such an event that they themselves couldn't afford even once a month, the group of old lechers exchanged glances and made up their minds in less than two seconds.

"Go together, go together!"

After drinking and getting quite tipsy, while still slightly intoxicated but not completely drunk, the group of people who had been drinking together said they couldn't hold their liquor and wanted to go for a walk or do some dancing.

Seeing their scratching heads and the lecherous glint in their eyes as they glanced at the dancers, Arden wisely raised his glass, stood up, and released the group of wild donkeys frolicking in the spring.

The night passed without a word, filled only with decadent music.

The next morning, the Bloodsail Gang members, who had already pulled up their pants, spoke much more intimately, putting their arms around Maginot's guys as if they were best buddies.

During the meeting, the Bloodsail Gang's friendly members gave a positive assessment of the Maginot Gang's victory and highly praised their development strategy. As for substantive support?

Well? Haha, let's just talk about romance, let's just talk about romance.

"Is this intelligence reliable?"

Zhang Yuan reviewed the stack of papers in front of him, which contained the latest intelligence submitted by Ms. Bella.

"Tsk tsk, little man, what you're saying is going to hurt my girls' feelings. Aside from the special methods of spellcasters, what information is more credible than what you men reveal in bed?"

"not necessarily."

"Why don't you try it yourself? I'm rooting for you."

"Uh, I mean, can they keep their mouths shut?"

"Tch, who will remember these things that happen in bed? Besides, we girls are all pitiful. If we expose the truth, they won't benefit either."

Seemingly amused by someone's suspiciousness, Bella offered a brief explanation.

After grunting in agreement, Zhang Yuan said no more, and flames shot from his fingertips, burning all the paper manuscripts in his hand.

"That's fine then, thank you, Ms. Bella."

"Hehe, you're suddenly being so polite. What are you going to do next?"

"I am confident in my abilities. Just wait for my news."

"It's good that you're confident. Oh, and confident little man, settle the bill before you leave."

"Oh, checkout." Just as Zhang Yuan was about to reach for his wallet, a thought struck him, and he tentatively asked, "I remember you said last time I had a chance to get a free meal, which could be considered as using company funds. So, can you reimburse me this time?"

"You!" Bella nearly ground her teeth to powder. She took several deep breaths to calm herself, then raised her eyebrows and hissed:
"I gave you a discount once, and you still want to take advantage of me? Using one free meal to reimburse the expenses of more than a dozen people, you're quite the schemer!"

"You're welcome, thank you,"

"Stop talking nonsense and give me the money!"

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