'Robbing robbers is more lucrative than being a bounty hunter?'
Rowan's eyes were stained with greed but soon disappeared. Because even killing robbers, he didn't have the black dream once. Living a life without improvent ant marking ti. Never succeeding.
'I have to keep running. The goal is the red-furred bear to the end.'
That the robber gang had this much was ultimately also because they hadn't been discovered for a long ti, and because there was an evil rchant group buying their stolen goods. It was work possible because it was a kingdom camp watching the Central Empire's face.
It ant it ended with one round, and if robber gangs decreased, the possibility of them gathering couldn't be ruled out either.
He counted the money in the case. 900 copper coins, 5 silver coins. It was big money, and would be money the robber gang collected for a long ti. Of course, it was money possible because they had an accurate route to sell stolen goods. Originally it would all be plunder.
They washed earthenware the robbers baked with boiled water through the furnace in the cave, and worked to dry in sunlight. They peacefully rested for half a day to recover fatigue.
Doren and Espin also made a place to lie down by weaving vines between trees.
It was because of Rowan's words that they'd spend quite a bit of ti here. While washing and drying dishes, Rowan watched that. In the process of making hammocks, Doren was no different from hopeless. Because he was born and raised in Torch Fortress.
Espin also had no experience, but talking big with boasts, he forcibly made a hammock.
"Ouch!"
Espin, who fell to the ground while doing a full 180-degree spin, made a painful sound. His butt bone was directly stamped on a rock below.
They grilled fish pickled in rock salt brought from inside the furnace, and removed fishy sll with fragrant vegetables growing around the mountain hills. A day passed like that.
The hollow tree chimney was really the best. Even lighting fires, not one bit of smoke ca into the cave up the chimney, and smoke heading up also disappeared quickly so it couldn't be seen from afar because small amounts escaped through nurous holes everywhere while climbing the tree.
It was survival skills learned from robbers.
The Tracking rcenary Group moved from dawn. It was to find other robber gangs, and because bastards who'd never been chased by rcenaries rather than soldiers would be carefree, future ambush battles were hopeful.
'The reason rcenaries didn't target them.'
1)mission fee is low.
What the kingdom camp proposed wasn't even a head bounty, and even capturing alive was 10 copper coins. That was the sa money taken to Torch Fortress. On top of that, daily wages were also terrible at 50 copper coins per rcenary group. rcenary groups performing such commissions were mostly greenhorn rcenary groups, and robbers or they were similar so they died regularly.
2).They don't appear.
Small-scale robber gangs couldn't possibly strike rchant groups. They just secretly approached wagons at night, stole and ran away. rchants would taste bitterness, but they couldn't push the night watch either. If done wrong, robbers could put on a hostage play at their own necks.
Therefore, there was no contact point between rcenaries traveling with rchant groups and robbers.
'No rcenaries know such a gold mine exists.'
Eventually ti flowed and compared to the power they had, the money robber gangs possessed increased. If rumors spread, rcenaries would rush like mad, but robbers also wouldn't be stupid. Detecting big movents was work anyone could do.
Trickle.
One robber was relieving himself without hesitation at a place slightly off the road. His party couldn't be seen anywhere. Rowan looked around and approached without hesitation.
Rustle.
"Huh?"
The robber who felt footsteps only after approaching close made a stupid sound. That was the end. The round shield struck his head. The bastard who fell flat like a wooden doll opened and closed his mouth, but he kicked his abdon.
"Urp."
Empty air expelled from his mouth so he could only make small sounds. While putting a roughly made gag and rag in his mouth, Espin tied his hands. When he resisted, Rowan hit his head twice with his fist. He imdiately beca quiet.
Not because he fainted but because he was scared of rciless assault.
'A bastard who kills people and steals is scared.'
At that duality, Rowan felt anger rising. Because he didn't deeply realize he was also like that.
One robber was captured in an instant like that. Doren watched the surroundings, then slowly pulled out when the two people passed by his side. While slowly turning his head, eyes quickly went around the surroundings, strongly glaring at each spot.
Thud!
"Mmph. Hmmph!"
The robber making sounds from his mouth with snot flowing down profusely from his nose while breathing roughly through his nose had a big bubble form then pop.
'Dirty.'
Bearded Doren shook his head while seeing that. It was unseemly. Though gagged, he just removed the rag.
"Hup. Huk. Huh!"
Breathing roughly through his mouth, his breathing opened.
"If you make noise, I'll put it back."
"..."
After tying feet, knees, and even thighs to make him like a caterpillar, they hamred a large stake in the cave and connected rope tied from arms, forearms, to neck to the stake. It was to prevent escape. So thoroughly that they hamred the stake very deeply.
The rope connecting stake and neck was very short, so turning the body was difficult and he had to keep looking at one side only.
The Tracking rcenary Group went around near junctions, behind forest hills, and kidnapped robbers indiscriminately. When they'd kidnapped 7 people, no robbers were visible. The remaining robbers had just run away or hidden.
'Still insufficient.'
Rowan moved to the next step.
"It's there."
At a ti when moonlight was bright, Espin pointed at a small narrow cave.
"Espin and Doren, block the other exit. They'll probably go quite a bit that way. I'll light fire, catch guys coming out, then join."
"Understood."
Espin and Doren moved quietly with lowered upper bodies while pushing through bushes. The cave where robbers were hiding was the objective.
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