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"Will it hurt?"

The unicorn nodded.

"Can you bear it?"

The unicorn shook his head.

"Do I need to hold you down?"

The unicorn nodded.

"Will you bleed and die if you cut it off?"

The unicorn shook his head.

After completing all the pre-operative inquiries, Windlow completely tied the unicorn, which had voluntarily laid down, to the ground.

At the same time, he hugged its neck tightly.

Mousse had already picked up the golden badge sword in her hand and was playing with it back and forth. Today she also wanted to try how hard the unicorn's horn was.

When the unicorn saw Mousse walking towards him, he shook his head vigorously.

Fortunately, Windlow had already controlled it in place in advance.

With a terrible roar, the unicorn with foam at the mouth collapsed to the ground, its limbs twitching continuously.

As a person who had studied veterinary knowledge, Windlow was able to judge that the unicorn was not seriously injured, but was just in unbearable pain.

After the horn is completely cut off, there is no bleeding or other abnormalities. You just need to wait for the pain to subside.

It seemed that the unicorn was truly a blessed creature. It quickly recovered from the pain and signaled Windlow to let go.

After standing up again, the unicorn excitedly made a cross-eyed pose and then cheered continuously.

By shaking its hair, it can cover the broken part of its horn, and now it is no different from an ordinary horse.

The power is still that of a unicorn, but the appearance is that of a horse. Keeping a low profile is the best way to be safe.

As for the horn cut off by Mousse, she held it in her hand and played with it.

It is said that this thing has very powerful magical power. It is said that some dark elf sorceresses will spend a lot of money to purchase this kind of magic weapon and use it as a...magic weapon to enhance their own magical power.

Even if you are not interested in magic, it can still turn into a huge sum of money.

Just like that, the two happy people and the unicorn once again embarked on a life of trading in Bretonnia.

The unicorn certainly has its own little thoughts in its mind. As long as its horn is removed, it can run away at any time.

If Windlow enslaved it too much, it would turn around and run into the forest to live in safety.

When the "horse" carriage had gone a long way, a figure finally arrived.

Wearing a white cloak, she crouched down silently, then looked around.

It's strange. The scent was clearly nearby, so why did it completely disappear here? Where are the others?

What about that human genius magician and the dark elf?

The mysterious man under the white cloak paced back and forth. She knew that he had a special means of transportation.

If we continue to delay, the distance between us will only get longer and longer.

Now I can only use my unparalleled reasoning ability to guess the location of the two people.

The human named Windlow said before that he wanted to do business and expand his business.

In the mysterious man's memory, big business among humans usually takes place within the territory of a seafaring kingdom like Tyrell.

Then he must have gone to Tyrell. There was no time to lose. The mysterious man in the white cloak disappeared in an instant and ran quickly towards the Tyrell Kingdom in the south.

As for Windlow and Mousse, they have already completed their business in Bretonnia.

As they did not want to continue spending extra money to hire chivalrous knights from Bretonnia, the two had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​going to Tyrell.

After spending all their wealth on buying cheap local crops in Bretonnia, Windlow and Mousse set out on their journey back to the empire.

Due to the possible outbreak of civil war in Reikland, the two did not choose to go to Altdorf to do business, but continued to head to the stable Marienburg.

All the goods along the way were sold and exchanged for the most valuable cash.

The Unicorn feels OK, and the things it hauls are not particularly heavy.

Ninety-nine, one hundred.

Windlo sorted out all his gold coins, and he didn't expect that he had already earned a fortune of one hundred gold coins.

If a copper coin is equivalent to one dollar, then a silver coin is equivalent to one hundred dollars, and a gold coin is equivalent to ten thousand dollars.

One hundred gold coins equals one million.

Originally the amount should have been higher, but due to the 50-50 split, one hundred gold coins, or one million, fell into Mousse's pocket.

Why did both of them choose to carry cash with them instead of continuing to hoard goods?

There is no way. Although Marienburg is the largest commercial city, it is not a source of raw materials.

It is obviously unrealistic to want to make money here by buying low and selling high, and you don’t even understand the local market conditions.

At this time, there were not many places left for Windlow to do business.

He had just been to Bretonnia in the south, to the west was an endless ocean, and to the east was Reikland which was in the midst of a civil war.

At this point there is only one last option and business opportunity left.

If you continue going north and cross the swampy area of ​​Westerland, you will reach the northernmost province of the empire: Nordland.

There are many special commodities there, and it is even one of the few places where the empire can trade with the Norse people.

As long as there is a flow of goods, there will be money to be made.

Windlow took out the map and had already made plans for his future journey.

"It will take three days to reach Horsel City, where we will rest for one day, and then it will take another five days to reach Arno City, where we will rest for another two days."

"There is a reason for taking a two-day break. We businessmen are better off not going to the Destroyer Stronghold Port. People there are not safe. So we should head directly north. In another five days, we will reach the destination of this business trip: Dist Port."

Windlow's plan was very detailed. It would only take sixteen days to safely pass through the dangerous Westland and reach the territory of Nordland.

As for what goods to purchase from Nordland, we will talk about it later.

At this time, the two of them had already driven the unicorn carriage out of Marienburg and continued to move northward along the long coastline.

The sun had already set above the sea level in the west, and the unicorn broke free from the reins and ran to the campfire built by Windlow to prepare for sleep.

Mousse was sitting alone on a big rock by the sea, looking at the other side of the ocean.

According to geographical knowledge, on the other side of the ocean is Naggaroth, the home of the dark elves.

"Don't be blinded by hatred."

Wendlow also sat next to Mousse and handed her a dinner.

"Revenge is indeed important, but eating is more important. Only when you are full can you have the strength to take revenge."

This is the only way to comfort him. Windlow, who has never experienced being exiled from his hometown, certainly does not understand the sadness and depression in Mousse's heart.

Originally, earning more than a hundred gold coins was a very happy thing, but when you think about dealing with the Witch King Malekith, this amount of money is not even a drop in the bucket.

“Make good money.”

Windlow patted Mousse's shoulder gently, hoping that the dark elf dread lord would cheer up.

But I never expected that she would silently lower her head and bury it in her arms.

"I'm homesick."