The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 488 - 408 Griffin Territory_2

Chapter 488: Chapter 408 Griffin Territory_2

"I’m going to sleep now!" he quickly tucked away the Black Gemstone.

The next day, Hatton attended a merchant banquet hosted by Miss Tao Lexi.

Qualified merchants were invited and could bring a family member. The banquet was filled with various delicacies, the big merchants remained elegantly still while the small merchants had already begun frantically stuffing their faces.

Some might have not eaten since the night before to save stomach space for this lavish feast.

Hatton saw Miss Tao Lexi, who wore glass spectacles and had a small face, he felt it surely wasn’t as big as his own palm.

Her skin was pale, almost milk-scented.

Most importantly, she was really beautiful. Hatton believed he had found the reason for Adams’s envy and regret—a charming Noble Lady like her would captivate anyone.

Moreover, when Miss Tao Lexi talked about recent business developments, Hatton felt an uncontrollable admiration growing within him.

She wasn’t a Noble Lady who only knew how to sit in a castle’s high tower brushing her hair and listening to poetry; she was a noblewoman with business acumen.

Hatton understood the future Miss Tao Lexi spoke of, he himself found it strange, for his uncle hadn’t taught him any of this.

Regrettably, during their communication, Miss Tao Lexi did not look at Hatton or even his uncle; she only interacted with those big businessmen who could control the economic trends, and most of the time, she was directing what should be done, establishing and refining rules.

After the meal, Hatton noticed that many big businessmen were sweating profusely, but their faces also wore plenty of smiles, certainly having received warnings and benefits alike.

In the following days, Hatton looked forward to meeting Miss Tao Lexi, but the banquets were not held that frequently.

Every night, Hatton would take out the black gemstone.

Finally, Hatton and Adams got jobs to head to the Royal City together, and the uncle would not accompany them—it would be just the two young men setting out.

Once they had more people under them, they would consider developing multiple lines, selling here then buying elsewhere to earn more.

"Do we not need to bring a sword or something?" Hatton only had a dagger that he had brought with him when he came here.

"Or hire the Undead," Adams was more familiar with the operations here, though he himself didn’t even have a dagger, just a necklace made from a lock.

"The money we earn in half a month wouldn’t even cover half their commission," the uncle raised his hand, trying to slap Adams, but Adams dodged it.

Those Undead were noble Transcendents, and they had their own merchant caravans. They wouldn’t transport worthless items like rotten leather, pickled meat, or fermented cheese, but rather more valuable goods like potions, armor, and weapons.

Only the Undead were allowed to trade in weapons and armor, ordinary people trying to manufacture them were on a road to death.

It was said that the Queen in the distant Royal City had already added a law stating that the Undead were also citizens, but clearly not ordinary citizens.

In any case, they were people of a different world; high above, it was best not to contact them carelessly.

"Remember to be vigilant on the road, and if you encounter robbers, throw the money at them and run," the uncle kept reminding them repeatedly.

The two nodded, took the money, pulled up the packhorse, and set out.

They traveled by day, and at night they found a place to rest, always in crowded spots. Although the Calamities alongside the roads were often cleared by passing Undead, there might be omissions, and ordinary people encountering one would surely die.

After nightfall, Hatton once again took out the black gemstone, but this time he couldn’t escape Adams’s eyes: "What’s that?"

"Just a stone," Hatton hid the Black Gemstone in his bosom, his heart pounding.

"You look at it every night? It’s really beautiful."

"Can I see it?" Adams asked, his voice sounded enchanted, his eyes fixed on the spot where Hatton hid the Black Gemstone.

"No, this is my treasure!"

If someone tries to snatch your treasure, then...!

...

A few days later, a haggard Hatton returned to his uncle’s house.

"We encountered robbers," Hatton’s eyes welled with tears, not understanding why he had suddenly become so articulate, or why, while crying bitterly, he felt no sadness for Adams, nor any panic while lying.

When the uncle’s family of three hugged and wept together, they noticed Hatton’s sorrowful face sitting there.

The aunt thought he was scared, so she took the initiative to embrace him.

No one blamed Hatton; they even prayed with thankful hearts, at least Hatton had come back alive.

When dawn broke again, the uncle set out early hoping to recover the body; he just asked Hatton for the location of the incident and went there alone, not even thinking of having Hatton lead the way, treating him like a perfect victim.

He couldn’t find the body, perhaps it was eaten by some beast.

In the days that followed, Hatton often chatted with Nanali. As long as they didn’t bring up Adams, it was all good; dinner was also plentiful, and after Adams’s disappearance, Hatton was the only one left to accompany his uncle to the banquets.

In trading, Hatton’s eloquence played an increasingly significant role. He often found many reasons from all angles, then bought goods at very low prices. Sometimes he didn’t even need to transport them elsewhere himself; he just found another group of people to sell at a high price, not without his fair share of boasting.

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