A living captive could be traded for 5 silver coins.
A dead one was worth only 5 copper coins.
The four of them tied the boy up tightly, tossed him onto the cart hidden in the corner along with the dead reindeer, and dragged it back to the base.
"Blue clothes! Are you people from a shelter?!"
No one paid him any attention.
With a terrified expression, the boy watched the concrete wall pass overhead as he was taken to the area beside the granary.
The cart came to a stop.
Fang Chang and Old White carried the reindeer together and threw it onto the table in front of Brother Scrambled Eggs.
"Brother, pay us."
"12 silver."
After counting out the coins and slapping them onto the table with a clatter, Brother Scrambled Eggs pulled out the cleaver resting there and began chopping the meat into large chunks. Thud! Thud!
Each dull thump of blade against chopping block seemed to land on the boy's heart, making it pound wildly in fear.
He'd never heard of Blue Coats eating people!
"Administrator? You came at just the right time. We were just about to bring him to you!"
"Where did you get him?"
"We ran into him while hunting. This guy shot an arrow at me, though he missed."
"I understand."
Chu Guang counted five silver coins from his pocket and handed them to Fang Chang, then gestured for him to untie the captive on the cart.
Although Fang Chang felt that this was somewhat unsafe, having seen the Administrator's combat ability, he wasn't too worried. He and Gale walked toward the cart.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, the boy struggled even harder. However, when he saw the man walking beside the two of them, he froze.
"Chu Guang?"
The name was pronounced