Chapter Thirty-Fifth: Overnight at Kabinda

  Hegel has been a politician for more than five years, and he was originally a sharp soldier. Now he is big-bellied. This is not only because he often needs to socialize, but also because people will naturally have some belly as they age. Even exercise won't reduce the big belly, let alone Hegel being a famous drunkard, drinking makes his belly even less likely to disappear.

  So, would a person who has neglected martial arts be a match for a demon? Obviously not, and Mo Yan was no ordinary demon. In Mo Yan's eyes, Hegel's movements were slow, allowing him to easily snatch the weapon from Hegel's hand, crush it into an iron ball, and toss it aside.

  "You're indeed very strong." Haeger took a slight step back, looking at Mo Yan and said: "But I won't give up!" As he spoke, Haeger picked up the chair beside him and smashed it towards Mo Yan. Crash! The chair hit Mo Yan's body and turned into a pile of scattered wooden sticks. Meanwhile, Mo Yan looked at Haeger with some speechlessness - not even having a weapon, yet still refusing to give up? You're hitting me with a chair, are you kidding me?!

  However, Mo Yan soon understood Hegel's intention. He hated himself for killing his own brother, so he wanted to kill Mo Yan to avenge his brother. Even if he knew he couldn't defeat Mo Yan, he still wanted to make as much trouble as possible in the room. In the fight, Mo Yan was unable to kill Hegel and ultimately had no choice but to knock him unconscious.

  After all, the guards in the castle had already been put down by Mo Yan. So at dawn, only Hegel was fine, and this matter seemed too strange. Understanding Hegel's conflicting psychology, Mo Yan easily knocked out Hegel, who was rushing with a lamp holder.

  "So." Mo Yan said, looking at the already messy office: "Take those valuable things when you leave, that way it will look more like a robbery."

  "Why? Why are you doing this?" Jones looked at Mo Yan, who was rummaging through Hagel's clothes, and asked: "Mo Yan, didn't you say you weren't short of money? You clearly said those thirty gold coins were unnecessary."

  "Because we need to explain why all the guards were knocked unconscious." Mo Yan said with a smirk: "Otherwise, how would you explain it to the city lord tomorrow? A thief sneaked in and only knocked out the guards without doing anything else? Let's take some documents that look important, this way it will be more realistic."

  The night passed, and the next day, the guards in Santa Fe increased significantly. One by one, the taverns were searched, and informed people learned that the castle had been invaded last night, and some documents and property were lost from the lord's office. Now even leaving the city requires a search, hoping to find out who did it.

  "Hmm, that's it then." A guard finished searching the Jyunma Bar and said to the bartender, "It seems there are no suspicious people here. If you see any strange tall Middle Easterners, be sure to contact the Garrison immediately. There is already a reward of 10 gold coins for capturing this guy in the city, what a brazen fellow!"

  Jones easily passed the inspection, after all, according to the description of the searching guards, the person who broke into the castle last night was a tall Central Plains man. A demon and a girl obviously didn't match the conditions. However, the Garrison Corps, which had almost finished searching the city, suspected that this man might have escaped overnight.

  In the morning, Mo Yan and Jones performed again in the square. After earning a lot of money, Jones bid farewell to Jin Bao, who had been following him, and was about to leave. Before leaving, the daughter of the tavern handed over thirty gold coins to Jones, not one less, although it was unknown where she had raised the remaining money from.

  To save the woman's face, Mo Yan finally accepted the money. From the woman's behavior, it can be seen that she is a person with great self-esteem. The search in Santa Fe stopped after a few days because no suspects could be found, and the city owner also indicated that this matter could be delayed, after all, nothing particularly important was lost.

  After leaving Santa Fe, Mo Yan took Jones along the road and arrived in Cabinda after two days. This village was the first to establish trade relations with Thunder Cliff. Now Cabinda is no longer a small village, from afar it can be seen that not only has it expanded by a circle, but also most of the houses have been renovated.

  Because of the arms trade with Carthage, nine out of ten were done here. This deal made Cabinda earn a lot and got great expansion and development. Many businessmen from other villages moved over to catch up on this trade with Carthage.

  The village, which was originally surrounded by a wooden and stone wall, has also been replaced with a full-stone one like the Thunder Cliff. The fields outside the village have expanded two or three times in size, where golden wheat sways gently in the wind. Because it's almost harvest time, there aren't many people working in the fields. And from the faces of those who are working, you can tell that they're not worried about being disturbed by monsters.

  Mo Yan led Jones to the gate of Kabinda, looked at a group of armed Sart people and said: "Can you inform your village chief? Just say Mo Yan has come."

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  "How did you suddenly come to Kabinda?" The village chief of Kabinda looked at Mo Yan, who was brought into the room by warriors, and asked: "I heard from Luk that you were taken away by a black dragon."

  "It's just this one beside me." Mo Yan pointed to Jones next to him, found a place to sit down and said: "But now he is my mount, so there's nothing to worry about. As for why I came to Kabinda, I can only say that it was on the way."

  "Have you subdued the black dragon?" The village chief furrowed his brow, looked at Mo Yan, and then asked Jones: "To confirm, are you that dragon sleeping on nearby Mount Als? Why did you suddenly wake up? We clean up the caves at the foot of the mountain every year."

  "Because I just woke up and wanted to sleep." Jones blinked his eyes and said: "As for the demon in that cave, what does it have to do with me? You can't clean it up, it doesn't matter. In the past, I followed your ancestors and watched, but after watching too much, I found it boring."

  Kabinda, Lobito and Balchik all have the tradition of Unna, they all heard from their ancestors about the reason for the ceremony, and they know it's to prevent the giant dragon on the mountain from waking up. Since Jones denied it, it can only be said that the tradition has changed. However, although it is no longer related to the dragon, this tradition still needs to continue, after all, it is a way to test the warriors in the village.

  "Oh, is that so." The village chief nodded and then said to Mo Yan: "Since you've come to Kabinda, we should also entertain you properly. I'll arrange a place for you to stay, and you can all stay here tonight."

  "Hehe." Mo Yan smiled and said, "That's troublesome." If possible, the village chief obviously didn't want Mo Yan to stay in the village. After all, there was a demon beast in the village, which could easily make the villagers feel uneasy. However, considering the trade relationship with Mo Yan, and also because of the black dragon, if Mo Yan wanted to do something, no one in the village could stop him, so the village finally decided to entertain Mo Yan.

  Night was falling, and Mo Yan was arranged to stay in Aruba's home. Although the village had also built an inn, it was inhabited by many Carthaginians, so it wasn't a good idea for Mo Yan to live there. Now that Aruba and Emily were in Thunder Cliff, it didn't matter if Mo Yan stayed in his house.

  "I didn't expect Aruba's house to be quite nice." Mo Yan sat in the living room of the house, looking at the decorations around him and said to Luke who accompanied him: "It seems like it was just renovated."

  "That's because the village made a lot of money." Luke took a sip of his drink and said, "Aruba couldn't participate in trade at Thunder Cliff, so the village gave him some subsidies. When my family renovated our house recently, we also casually renovated Aruba's house, after all, their old house was quite old too."

  "You guys have a pretty good relationship." Mo Yan said with his mouth full of food.

  "My home is next door." Ruke heard Mo Yan's words and smiled, saying: "We grew up together since childhood, so our relationship is naturally good. By the way, why are you like this?"

  "How is it?" Mu Yan was stunned by Lu Ke's words and asked.

  "I'm really curious why you're different from other demons." Ruck took another big gulp of wine and asked, "In my eyes, all demons are bloodthirsty creatures. Not a single one would take the initiative to contact humans, let alone establish trade with them. Humans and demons meeting is always a fight to the death, so why didn't you do that?"

  "Who knows?" Mo Yan chuckled and said, "Maybe it's just that I want to get close to humans. Although it sounds strange for me to say this, but it's part of the reason. As for why we trade with humans, it's because relying solely on demons won't work out. Those guys are either stupid or bloodthirsty, as you said."

  "In a place where order is to be established, communication with humans is an inevitable choice. My monster corps are now led by you Saldians, monsters don't have the brains to command troops in battle. At first I just wanted to live a little better, without unnecessary conflicts. Now that I've achieved this point, I'm starting to think that building a country where humans and monsters coexist might not be a bad choice either."

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