Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 117.2: Intelligent Killing Weapons

"Weisshem isn't the kind of place where you can come and go as you please," Yang Qiu said. "Now that you're here, you have two choices. One is to live a normal life and work hard, and if you have the ability, you might have a future better than that of a wandering mercenary with no fixed abode. Two, you can become materials for undead resurrection."

Of the three, the youngest started to tremble…

Clearly, the intimidation factor of this black mage was much greater than that of the ascetic who had arrested them. People who could bravely sacrifice themselves when a knife was at their throats were few and far between. These three men, at least, were primary mercenaries who occasionally dabbled in robbery. They weren't brave warriors and quickly confessed their origins in quivering voices.

Previously, these three had mentioned they were "scouting for an employer." It wasn't all a lie; they were part of a legit mercenary group from the south, and the reason they had appeared in Weisshem was to undertake a job for their employer to escort a caravan through the Sorensen Mountains to trade with Eastern and Northern merchants in Indahl.

During Yang Qiu's advancement in the Sorensen Mountains, this caravan had entered Weisshem territory. They had originally planned to rest and resupply in the town as usual and enjoy some "entertainment." However, as they passed a small village to the southwest, an observant member of the caravan discovered that the villagers possessed fabric that was of better quality and more exquisite than the Kenyan cloth brought by Northern merchants.

In this continent, merchants who dared to do business across multiple nations often had ties to banditry. They would conduct business honestly in big cities, but in the defenseless countryside, they tended not to adhere to the norms of civilized people.

Upon discovering that every household had this fabric that was superior to Kenyan cloth, the caravan's owner didn't waste any time. He seized control of the village, looted all the fabric, and declared

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