Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Writing an IOU is understandable, after all, in business it is not always possible to pay the full amount.

Whether it is buying a house or a car, as long as the purchase is a little bit more expensive, people will not be able to come up with so much cash.

Mortgage, credit and loan are all possible ways of purchasing, but Windlow's face looked a little unhappy.

As a businessman who aspires to become a big businessman, he certainly understands all human characteristics.

They even know which races can do business and which races cannot.

The people who are worst at doing business are the Indians. They are notorious for their bad deeds. They don't want to pay, but they want to get quality products and they also want to fine the merchants.

The next people who can’t do business are the Kislevites, who love to default.

It doesn't matter if you write an IOU within the Empire, but the authenticity of an IOU from Lady Kislev must be considered.

After all, what Kislevites often do is to write IOUs to other races and then refuse to acknowledge them, and then the matter will be forgotten after a long time.

Even the caravans of Cathay were destroyed by Kislev, and they would rather do business with Kislev than with the Chaos Dwarves.

Therefore, the words of the boyar noble in front of him must be misleading.

He wants the goods, but he will never give the money.

Wendlow immediately turned around and looked at Mousse. The two had been adventuring for a long time and had already developed a good understanding of each other.

In just a glance, Mousse understood the situation: they were being robbed.

He immediately drew out his golden emblem sword and jumped off the carriage, his whole body instantly filled with murderous intent.

Although the boyar nobles often engage in such highway robbery, they are still military nobles who have fought on the front lines.

Naturally, he could tell at a glance that Mousse was quite powerful. If they fought directly, he would definitely not have any advantage.

Take a step back and create some space. Then, with more people than you, you can surround her and continue to blackmail her.

How could Mousse not see it? She often encountered situations where the majority was outnumbered.

After all, the total population of the Dark Elves has always been small, and when they fought against the Norscans and Chaos in the north, they used the few to defeat the many and had rich experience.

She kept leaning against the city wall to ensure that no one would get around from the side. If a fight really broke out, leaning against the city wall would also protect her back.

But the dark elves don't like just defending, they prioritize attacking in any situation.

Since I can't kill people, I can only kill other things.

The golden badge sword was swung quickly, and a wooden stake of a street lamp next to the city wall was cut directly into two pieces.

What kind of extraordinary strength is it to use an ordinary sword to cut a wooden stake?

The boyar nobles can only surrender. If a conflict really breaks out between the two sides, it will be difficult to fight.

He took another step back, and this time not only did he move back in position, but his entire attitude also improved a lot.

"No more IOUs. We'll buy it in full."

"How can I do that? If you buy all of them, I'll give you 20% off."

The behavior of reasoning can work in most situations, but there is still a prerequisite, that is, the fighting power of both parties is not much different.

For Kislev, who are fighting every moment, they often believe that it is natural for the weak to provide resources to the strong.

Only the strong can have reason to negotiate.

However, even though he had confirmed that he would pay the full amount for Windlow's grain, this Boye noble was still in a dilemma.

That is, he simply didn't have enough money.

There are many jokes about Kislev and Bretonnia in the Empire, the most famous of which is that the income of a province of Kislev is not even as much as a field in Bretonnia.

Kislev, which was short of gold and supplies, had almost nothing extra to use for trade and could only mortgage goods and slowly save money.

The boyar noble took off the long sword on his body. The sword was called the Ogre Sword and was rare in green color.

It is said that this weapon was created by the Chaos Dwarves to conquer all the ogres in the Mountains of Sorrow, but somehow it ended up in the Old World.

Although they are not rare blue treasures and there are a lot of them, don't underestimate the Chaos Dwarfs' forging technology.

In the Empire or Bretonnia, such a sword can even be sold for 350 gold coins.

The entire cart of food in Windlo can be sold for 400 gold coins, which is 360 gold coins with the discount. If the boyar noble refuses to pay, then he will lose 10 gold coins by selling the sword.

This deal can be done. After all, after Mousse's authentication, this weapon is real.

It can enhance the user's attack power and cause extra damage to the enemy with one strike. Even Mousse himself wants to keep this sword.

If she wants to return to Naggaroth for revenge, she needs not only wealth but also equipment.

Basic armor, handheld weapons, magic amulets, enchanted items.

All four types of equipment must be obtained, and all of them must be rare level or above in order to withstand the Witch King's first round of attacks.

He simply took the ogre sword that was used as collateral and played with it in his hand.

Now that the Boyer nobles have also left, he has to find enough valuable things to complete the transaction with Windlo.

Or they could sell the food they just bought at a higher price.

No matter what method he uses, he now has to make money to redeem his sword.

As a compromise, Windlow and Mousse agreed to stay in Kislev for a week, and would leave directly after that time.

It was another rare break during the journey. After finishing a battle and a long period of business, Windlow finally had a good rest.

In this icy and snowy kingdom of Kislev, even though it is not winter yet, the temperature here is terribly low, making people not want to leave bed at all.

But Mousse directly pulled him out of the quilt and then put thick clothes on him one by one.

"Come on, accompany me out of the city to practice swordplay!"

The ogre sword in Mousse's hand is of good quality, but he will have to return it in the end, so he has to try it out while it's still in his hands.

The two of them left the city of Kislev very easily and went to the nearby forest.

It’s a pity that the climate in the north is too cold, and even the green-skinned orcs can’t grow and develop here.

There is nothing to test the knife on in the icy and snowy weather.

Wendlow yawned. He had no interest in such things.

"Just kill a few wild animals to practice. Remember, don't kill a bear."

Mousse sneered. He was not blind. After arriving in the Tsarist Empire of Kislev, he of course saw the local people's love for bears.

But then his ears moved immediately and he looked into the depths of the forest.

"If we help the bear, will we get Mrs. Kislev's thanks?"