Chapter 553 - 378: Many Tales of the Small Town (2)_3
"...I remember this place is the gateway from Naples to the North, right?"
"Yes, besides, if you go from the east side of Lexina, you have to take a big detour, and the road is not good; there’s no steam train either." The leader said, "Caravans will choose to pass through here because we have cavalry patrolling the road."
"So, it’s like this with people’s fate; you have to learn to grab it, not wait for it." After he sighed at the girls, Malin took out his wallet and gave them two one-hundred Mowish bills: "Starting this month, you are people with support; this is the deposit. Note down the daily traffic of the Pozzuoli caravans and any suspicious teams. I will have my people meet with you for the monthly payment later."
"Uh, your excellency..." The leader hesitated.
"Do you think I’ve given too little money, or do you think the sword in my lady’s hand is not sharp enough?" Malin’s face fell.
"No, not at all, it’s just that there’s someone else who’s taken on such a job, and our folks would get recognized if they went over there," the leader explained, piquing Malin’s curiosity: "Who is it?"
"It’s people from the Naples Brotherhood. We are just lonely ghosts they look down upon," the leader replied somewhat awkwardly.
"The young brother next to you doesn’t look like an unwanted lonely ghost; what’s his story?" Jessica’s hand moved to her holster.
Malin glanced at the middle-aged man, who gave an embarrassed smile, flashed his palm at Malin, then withdrew it.