Just being a dark elf in Warhammer - Chapter 806

c749 Who is the richest in 600 (Transition Chapter)

The second day of the Chapeyuto Wine Festival.

Telankar woke up, sat up from the straw, stretched his body, and felt a rare relaxation. Sleeping in this room, he seemed to feel the meaning of a good sleep for the first time.

Due to his status and identity, he could only sleep in the hammock in the cabin or in the room of the Black Ark. There was no comfort at all, just a place to sleep.

As for safety, it all depends on yourself.

The sense of crisis that is everywhere, the footsteps coming and going outside the door in the middle of the night, the occasional whispers or collisions in the passage, all became the source of his nervousness. He knows the survival rules on the Black Ark: the only safety exists only at the moment when you are ready to take precautions at any time.

Here, there is no bed, only straw on the ground, but the straw brings him unexpected comfort. He was not disturbed by uneasiness in his sleep, and the sense of security here is in sharp contrast with the Black Ark.

There are soldiers guarding the corridors and passages, and even the slightest threat will not appear. Because of this, he could safely block out these sounds, as long as there was no sound of the door lock colliding.

He reached into Kaitan and fiddled with the teeth of the silver sovereign with his rough fingers. After feeling the texture of the silver sovereign, his heart was more at ease. Yesterday’s harvest was intact, and none of it was missing. His thoughts were running fast. How should he use these wealth next? Should he gamble more or have a good meal?

However, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound was not loud, but very rhythmic, and the footsteps outside the door also stopped and stopped at the door.

He was not alert, because he knew that the time had come and he should check out.

“Get up!” A short and indifferent voice came from outside the door.

Telankar responded and fixed the silver coins, making sure that each one was in the safest place. After quickly sorting out his belongings, he stood up and glanced around the room.

The room was small, without any furniture, no wardrobe, table, chair or bed, only thick straw and a bucket for physiological needs, as well as some of his personal belongings, a wine bottle, a wooden tray and melon seed shells. Fortunately, some light came in from the cracks on the top of the door, so the room didn’t look dark.

This room, which looked like a prison, made him pay five silver sovereigns, but he thought it was worth the money, and if he was lucky today, he would come again.

He took a deep breath, walked towards the door and unlocked it. The soldier did not leave after hearing the response, but stood at the door waiting for him. When he opened the door, the soldier stretched out his hand. He was stunned for a moment, and then handed over the key and door lock.

“The exit is over there.” After taking the door lock, the soldier said lightly and continued to knock on the next door.

When Telankar came to the exit, he saw some Duruchi who got up earlier than him queuing up. He took a look and bypassed them. He had no reason to queue up. He knew that it was not a place for distributing free food or selling anything, but a place for depositing items, such as fire starters.

Then, he came to the silver flag. He did not watch the third round of yesterday’s game. The guide was right. The aftereffect of chicha wine was too strong. As he got closer to the window, his heart was constantly fluctuating. Although he did not watch the third round of yesterday’s game, he still bet.

Soon, his heart was no longer fluctuating, but was replaced by ecstasy, because he saw various colors on the glass of the window. He understood the meaning of these colors at the first glance, representing the winning team of each round, and the bottom group had exactly the colors he needed, or two colors.

After he put six silver coins equivalent to five silver sovereigns in his pocket, he went to another place and continued to queue. The staff carefully checked his sign and observed the sign from different angles under the reflection of the sun.

“What’s your name?”

“Telankar…”

“Telankar? Choose a rune on it.” After confirming it, the staff pointed to the side.

Telankar was a follower of Matheran, but he didn’t see the emblems he was familiar with and the emblems he wanted to choose.

“Are you a follower of Matheran? I know, just pick one.” The staff member who had already written the name urged impatiently.

“This one.” Telankar pointed at one randomly.

“You have ten seconds to give yourself a nickname.”

“Sea Disaster?” Telankar said uncertainly.

The staff member showed a speechless expression, but soon, he showed a relieved expression. At first he didn’t understand, but now he knows why it was designed like this. If the rune of Matheran is on the option, these Duruchi from the Black Ark will choose it without hesitation, and then match it with a common nickname.

Even now, there will be a large number of duplicate names. But this problem is easy to solve. When the time comes, just bet on it. The hole representing the bet will not lie, unless it is the same again, but the probability is not high. Even if it is the same, it doesn’t matter.

Soon, Telankar received a new sign. This time the sign was painted white, not red like yesterday, and there was only one hole in it. He knew which ark he came from.

Then he came to the free food collection point yesterday. It was free, so he had no reason not to. He was not that extravagant. Just like yesterday, he received the chicha wine diluted with water. He liked the taste of this kind of wine, and he also knew how much he could drink.

After receiving the nut-flavored bread, sausages and shaqima, he came to the pavilion of yesterday again.

The cage was still there, but the unlucky guy from yesterday was gone. The soldier was also there, but the lizard had been replaced by Duruchi. From a distance, he saw the commemorative medal on the chest of the Du soldier. He knew that these soldiers participated in yesterday’s competition, but were eliminated and came out to stand guard today. After he bowed to the soldier, he passed the guard. Just as he was about to sit down, he noticed something strange.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which was difficult to detect, but he did smell it. He lowered his head and looked at the ground. Soon, he found some dark red solids in the joints of the stone bricks. After raising his head, he looked around again. The seats were still arranged in the order of yesterday. He couldn’t tell whether they were new or old, because these seats seemed to be made in the same batch, but he saw other abnormalities.

He remembered the face of Duruchi wearing a red belt here yesterday. Now the guide was gone, replaced by a guide with a new face. When he looked at the guide, the guide who was pretending to eat food was also looking at him carefully.

At this moment, he understood that those guys who were greedy for gold yesterday finally took action…

After eating, he left. This time he did not go to the food street, but changed to another street. Soon, he came to the silver flag, just like yesterday, but the bet was doubled. Then, he returned to the food street. The queue was very short, and there were even no customers in front of some stalls.

He knew why this was. It was still early, about nine o’clock, and those Duruchi who returned to the Black Ark would come again after a while. It was noon when he left the Black Ark yesterday.

It was still early for the game, which would start in the afternoon. After finishing the food, he put the bottle of wine in his arms, and then with the wine in his hand, he began to walk on the street. He watched the pyramid that soared into the sky up close, and by the way, he saw if he could meet his new friends. But when he reached a certain place, he stopped, and a team of lizard soldiers blocked the entire street. He could only stand there and look up to visit.

Soon it was afternoon. He changed to another stand and found that there were several more stands, but he still didn’t see his new friend. He only saw the guide from yesterday sitting there quietly, waiting for the arrival of guests.

Druchi came to the stands one after another. There were a lot of people and unusual noise, much more than yesterday. It seemed that Duruchi, who went back to sleep yesterday, knew what he missed.

Perhaps to prevent viewing fatigue, this day’s competition was a horse-and-soldier duel. The contestants were from the garrison and the dark riders of the Black Ark.

When the three rounds were over, the silver coins in his Kaitan turned into twenty 5-silver sovereigns. He didn’t choose to go to the hotel, he knew he couldn’t afford it, and he didn’t choose to go back to the Black Ark, there was nothing worth remembering there. When he came out yesterday morning, the only valuable crossbow was hidden by him in a place only he knew.

After spending some money in the food street, he came to the temporary residence converted from a warehouse and lived in a room like a prison. He likes it here. He can lie on the straw to empty himself, crack melon seeds, and occasionally eat something else and drink some wine.

The third day’s competition was close combat.

The fourth day…

The fifth day…

His assets kept doubling, and he tasted all kinds of food and drinks. He also lined up at the place where he kept his belongings because he had the ability to consume tobacco.

The sixth day…

He sat in the stands, but his attention was not on the field, but on other places, watching with eager and admiring eyes. According to Druki next to him, the Hand of the Witch King was sitting there, watching the game.

Druki’s guess was right, Dacus, who had never appeared, showed up, but the way…

Dacus knew too well what it meant to walk on the street. He was out of vulgarity, and he didn’t need this kind of pretense. He was not interested in having his appearance changed by shadow magic and wandering around the street.

His position was equivalent to a luxury private room, of course it was temporary, located at the highest point of the stands. Maranul, Cowell, Ryan and Dorian occupied a place, lying on the fence behind the soundproof glass, watching and whispering. Drusala, Alatar and Genevieve occupied another place and talked.

He sat comfortably on a chair, eating mango pudding. Frannes did not participate in the discussion, and stood not far behind him with Wettier. Walter and Dulias sat not far from him and talked in a low voice, and next to him… sat Marin, Siglin, Adeanna and Bel-Ahol.

“I don’t quite understand…” Marin asked in a low voice after finishing the mango pudding.

“Huh?”

“Your betting pattern… don’t you lose money?”

“Loss! And more and more every day.” Dakuus laughed after hearing it, and he suddenly thought of the joke that everyone became a millionaire after the richest man entered the cafe. After seeing Marin’s confused eyes, he smiled and explained, “You also know that this is related to probability, just like you put insurance on the ship.”

“Oh? What do you mean?” Marin raised her eyebrows, obviously interested.

“You can think of this as a business investment. On the surface, our model is losing money every day, but is the lost money really gone? No, it’s still there, and it’s more valuable than you think.

They don’t have much money in their hands, or in other words, they have money, but for various reasons, we will not benefit when they spend it. As a result, the money became a pool of stagnant water with no value at all.

So, we gave them an opportunity to circulate their money. As long as they are willing to bet, money changes from stagnant water to living water. If they lose, they will want to try and win back. If they win, they will want to spend their money to celebrate, such as buying good wine and food. At this time, money flows back into our market. ”

Darkus still didn’t say a word. He planned to take advantage of the Wine Festival to take back the old coins in Druch’s hands. Although these old coins were still usable, they had been circulating in the market for too long and were seriously worn. Not to mention, it often affects the convenience of transactions. The existence of these old coins is essentially an obstacle to economic circulation and will gradually lose vitality in the market. He planned to recast the old coins to further increase the circulation of new coins.

Therefore, this wine festival is also a clever currency recycling operation.

Of course, there was no need for him to say these words to Marlene, it was meaningless.

“Well, in this way, the money does return to the market circulation, but what about your losses?”

“Good question! Our loss is money, and in order to make them willing to bet, we set attractive odds and rewards. Yes, in the short term, we lose money. But in the long term, when the money starts flowing , the market is alive, consumption is also alive, and the internal cycle is established.

When the market becomes active, we can collect taxes, collect rents, and increase product sales on a larger scale. What you see is the small amount of money I lost, but I actually made big money. After Darkus finished speaking, he raised a finger and asked a question, “Also, do you know how much allowance the soldiers and service personnel who maintain order can receive every day?” ”

Marlene shook her head cooperatively.

Darkus stretched out his left hand and spread his three fingers.

“Three Silver Dragons?”

“Marlene…my dear Marlene, don’t be like this, okay? Be more open.”

“Three Golden Dragons? Every day?” Siglin’s voice was filled with surprise and shock. She remembered that the event lasted for 3 weeks and 24 days. She had taken a look in the past few days and found that, not counting the Lizard Soldiers, there were nearly 20,000 Druch soldiers alone.

“This number… is too high. I have learned about the price of goods in Chapeiuto. Three gold dragons per day is beyond my imagination.” Marin looked at Darkus deeply, with a bit of scrutiny in her eyes. and thinking. She shook her head slightly and said slowly.

“Do you know who is the richest in the world?” Darkus shrugged and spread his hands.

Maranur, Cowell, Renn and Dorian, who were still discussing, looked at each other after hearing Darkus’ words, and then showed silent smiles.

“you?”

“Correct answer!” (End of chapter)