novelzi Chapter 96 - Litte’s Plan (4/4)
Chapter 96 - Litte’s Plan (4/4)
The handwriting in the records was meticulous and elegant, suggesting that the author had received a good education.
Flipping to the first page of the ledger, he found a record of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group’s initial funding from ten years ago.
He flipped through the pages. In its early days, the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group operated like a typical mercenary band, taking on escort missions for merchant caravans. While these jobs were profitable, they were time-consuming.
Around three years ago, the group began shifting its focus, receiving large sums of money from various secret accounts and intermediaries.
The stack of papers beneath the ledger contained detailed records of specific contracts.
It seemed that although Mudrick, as the leader of the mercenary group, might appear brutish, he was actually quite meticulous.
With this thought, the Doctor examined each contract one by one.
Then, using a recording magic stone, he carefully recorded everything he had seen before restoring the documents to their original state.
After that, he stepped into the bedroom and began
“Whoa, whoa, why are girls so feisty these days?” Mudrick began to retort, but before he could finish, a throwing knife whizzed past his ear and embedded itself in the wall behind him.
“I warned you,” the beastkin girl said, drawing the sword at her waist.
“Now, leave Oak Street immediately. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to use force.”
Seeing her stance, Mudrick clicked his tongue in frustration, then clapped his hands and turned away.
“Fine, you got lucky today. Someone from this place decided to bail you out. But next time, you won’t be so fortunate. I’ll remember this, Litte. If I ever see you again in Saint Roland City, I’ll make sure to settle the score.” With that, he threw out one final threat before walking away.
As the saying goes, “A barefoot man has nothing to fear.” So what if Litte was a duke’s son?
Right now, he was a Tier 7 powerhouse. Within the Empire, if there were a ranking for the top 100 fighters, he would probably make the list.
Even among the duke’s household, the strongest was Orson, who was only at Tier 6.
Besides, in Mudrick’s view, Litte had clearly set this trap for him. The ambush today didn’t seem like a spur-of-the-moment plan.
If you want to mess with me, don’t blame me for retaliating every time I see you.
After Mudrick left, Litte turned to the beastkin girl at the entrance and spoke gratefully, “Um, miss... thank you for stepping in just now.”
“You were disrupting our business,” the orange-haired girl replied bluntly, then walked over to Virgil.
“Thank you...” Virgil, still slumped against the damaged wall, raised his head weakly.
“You broke our wall. Pay up.” The beastkin girl crouched down and extended her hand toward him.
“Uh...” Virgil blinked in surprise, then let out a weak chuckle. He reached into his coat and pulled out a golden pocket watch, handing it to her.
Consider it a protection fee.
“Sorry, I don’t have any money on me. This should fetch a good price if sold.”
“Alright, but don’t cause trouble here again. Otherwise, the boss will be upset.” The girl nodded, took the pocket watch, and walked back into the tavern.