Roy's Punishment

Silver Moon Elf Merchants carefully put Winter Thorn Grass into a Demon Sealing Box. Naturally, she was very happy when the acquisition was successful.

When I returned to the stall, my excitement had not yet calmed down.

Another Yinyue Elf Merchants happened to come to his stall. Yinyue Elf Merchants quickly adjusted his expression and stood in front of his stall to say hello casually.

The Silver Moon Elf Merchants had a somewhat melancholy expression. Standing in front of the booth, he couldn't help complaining. "I've been here at Plateau City for so many days and only bought three magic grasses. Magic Herbs's business is really hard to do here!"

"That's good for you. I've been here for so many days and I just received a high-level magic grass." Silver Moon Elf Merchants agreed.

"I plan to leave tomorrow and go back to Padesto to rest for half a month, and then try my luck at Blackwater Swamp. I heard that the Half-Elf collectors there are also very cooperative and will not easily sell Magic Herbs to outsiders." The one who complained, Silver Moon Elf Merchants, sighed, and then added, "Anyway, I don't want to come here again!"

"I don't want to come here either. There's simply no business to do here!"

Silver Moon Elf Merchants has actually regretted it for a long time...

The Silver Moon Elf Merchants who was thinking of quitting approached and whispered, "This time I plan to purchase some other Warcraft materials, and then leave the plateau. Do you know what the cheapest goods here are?"

"What?" Silver Moon Elf Merchants put her hand on her chest and asked curiously.

"Unicorn Wild Ox leather."

"But this is not Warcraft material. Who would wear hard cowhide boots? Lambskin boots and deerskin boots are better sold." Silver Moon Elf Merchants sat back in the stall with some disappointment.

"It's definitely not feasible to sell to the elves, but aren't there a lot of Imperial Merchant popping up in various Elf Continent ports now? Isn't it okay to sell to them?"

The two Silver Moon Elf Merchants chatted in front of the stall for a long time.

Silver Moon Elf Merchants, who was thinking of quitting, finally said, "Since I will never come here again, I plan to make a big deal with my last transaction."

"You don't want to just pay the deposit and take the goods away, right?"

Silver Moon Elf Merchants asked with his eyes widened. When he said this, his hand accidentally touched the Demon Sealing Box containing Winter Thorn Grass. At this moment, Silver Moon Elf Merchants froze in place, and his eyes suddenly had a strange look.

"There are a lot of Unicorn Wild Oxs in the wilderness, and those Half-Elf hunters won't suffer much loss. They can make up for it by hunting a few more Unicorn Wild Oxs..."

The Yinyue Elf Merchants who was thinking of quitting smiled and said nonchalantly.

"The next time we meet, I guess it will be at Padesto City. Let's go have a drink together then!"

"It's a deal!"

Silveryue Elf Merchants, who was thinking of quitting, left the stall.

Silver Moon Elf Merchants suddenly sat down in front of the stall, and then fell into deep thought.

The surrounding darkness fell again, and then a mist appeared. The elves passed through the mist, and the scenery in front of them turned into a green grassland beside Tollai River. The river meandered, and the sound of gurgling water made the surroundings extremely vivid.

Several white tents were set up in the camp. There was a small campfire in the middle of the tent, and the fragrant Lemon Tea was cooked in a hanging iron pot.

Silver Moon Elf Merchants is sitting on a stone, with the Demon Sealing Box at his feet.

He opened the Demon Sealing Box very carefully and took out the Winter Thorn Grass wrapped in moss skin. The crystal ice flowers were a bit dazzling.

After a while, he took out a Demon Sealing Box from the Magic Pouch, and carefully put the Winter Thorn Grass he took out from the moss bark into the Demon Sealing Box, then he thought about it, took out a Thorn Vine from the tent, and then used a dagger to cut a small section of the Thorn Vine, and then eliminated all the spikes on it.

He wrapped this Thorn Vine in moss skin and wrapped it up completely.

Silver Moon Elf Merchants took out a Magic Scroll from her arms. As the Magic Scroll was torn apart by him, the frost emerging from the Magic Rune Array quickly froze the moss skin until it was hard. He placed the moss skin-wrapped Thorn Vine inside the Demon Sealing Box and sat there for a while before running to find other Elf Merchants friends.

"I was deceived by a Half-Elf collector. He sold me a Winter Thorn Grass. When I came back, I discovered that it was not a Winter Thorn Grass at all, but a cheap Thorn Vine..." Silver Moon Elf Merchants said with an angry face.

Elf Merchants gathered together. Everyone had already had strong opinions on these collectors. Now that something like this suddenly happened, everyone immediately responded, "Then what are you waiting for? Go find that guy quickly!"

"Do you still remember what that guy looks like?"

"I remember very clearly, he was a middle-aged Half-Elf..."

A group of Elf Merchants immediately ran to the door of Free Market and waited until the Half-Elf collector appeared again.

Silver Moon Elf Merchants was instantly recognized in the crowd. He gritted his teeth, pointed at the Half-Elf collector and shouted, "That's him."

"Catch him quickly..."

A group of Elf Merchantss pounced on the Half-Elf collector at the same time. These Elf Merchantss were accompanied by some followers. They easily blocked the innocent-looking Half-Elf collector in a quiet corner of the market.

There were too many elves surrounding them. When Half-Elf collectors saw that something was not going well, they planned to run away. Unfortunately, they were instantly thrown to the ground by a group of Elf Merchantss.

Half-Elf collectors were beaten black and blue by Elf Merchantss...

The fight in the corner immediately attracted a group of Half-Elf collectors.

After they gathered around, they saw that the person being beaten was also Half-Elf, and someone immediately came out to stop him. "What's going on? This is Plateau City, how can you beat someone?"

The Elf Merchantss angrily reprimanded loudly and said, "He sold us a fake Winter Thorn Grass tree. Let us explain this matter to him clearly and then send him to Security Guard Regiment."

"How could my Winter Thorn Grass be fake?" the Half-Elf collector who was beaten to death argued.

That Silver Moon Elf Merchants had already taken out the Demon Sealing Box, opened the lid of the box, held the Thorn Vine wrapped in moss in his hand, and yelled loudly, "You still dare to be so harsh, look at what this is... You pretended to be Thorn Vine as Winter Thorn Grass, do you really think we can't tell the difference?"

"I..."

Half-Elf The collector still wanted to argue, but was kicked down by Silver Moon Elf Merchants.

The angry Elf Merchantss are also full of resentment. It doesn't matter if you collectors don't sell our Magic Herbss. The Magic Herbss sold are actually fake. It's really abominable...

Hearing what the merchants said, the other Half-Elf collectors who gathered around hesitated.

The Half-Elf collectors who came over later secretly asked in the crowd, "Why do those Elf Merchants beat people so casually?"

"The guy who was beaten sold the fake Winter Thorn Grass to a Elf Merchants, and he came to find it." Someone explained in a low voice.

"He violated our agreement and sold Magic Herbs to other Elf Merchants." Then someone began to murmur in condemnation...

"Then should we help him?" Some collectors asked in a low voice.

"He should be taught a lesson..."

It wasn't until the Half-Elf collector was knocked to the ground and he fainted that he finally Half-Elf the collector shouted again:

"You guys hit him too hard. If you keep hitting him like this, he will be beaten to death!"

"Hey, are you going to beat him to death? The security guards are coming soon. If you fight, he will be sent to Concentration Camp prison."

Silver Moon Elf Merchants took advantage of the chaos to get back the money bag from the Half-Elf collector. Seeing that the Half-Elf collector was dying, he took the Elf Merchantss and left Free Market in a hurry.

Several Half-Elf who really couldn't stand it anymore worked together to lift the unconscious Half-Elf collector and sent him home.

Half-Elf was lying unconscious on the bed covered in blood. The little girl Half-Elf at home was so frightened that she cried...

The surrounding light dimmed again, and then fog appeared.

The fog cleared, and the elves in the square also completely woke up.

Everyone whispered, and then they were surprised to find that everyone had the same dream.

Half-Elf in the square began to look at Silver Moon Elf Merchants who was standing under the high platform.

Even many Elf Merchantss in the square looked at the Silver Moon Elf Merchants standing under the high platform with a face as pale as paper with doubtful eyes.

The little girl hugged the middle-aged elf's thigh and looked around pitifully.

Roy stood on the high platform again and said loudly to the elves in the square, "Everyone here may have thought that they had just experienced a dream, but it was not a dream. Instead, we walked into a memory hidden in the mind of Silver Moon Elf Merchants, which allowed us to see what happened on Free Market a few days ago."

After saying this, he lowered his head and looked at the Silver Moon Elf Merchants next to the high platform, and asked him, "Do you have anything to defend?"

The Silver Moon Elf Merchants stood there in despair. He did not expect that he would be stripped clean from the inside out in this way.

If the gazes around him could turn into sharp swords, he might have been pierced by ten thousand swords by now...

Roy lowered his head and said to him, "Not only did you do something wrong, but you also injured someone, and finally sent him to prison. I don't want him to be punished by the City Hall. Your behavior is too bad." As the Governor of Pagisto Plateau, I declare... to sentence you to serve in Plateau City Concentration Camp for two hundred years and to impose a fine of one hundred Magic Crystal Stone."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Yinyue Elf Merchants who was lying limp on the ground, and turned to the other accomplices. "The other Elf Merchants who participated in the fight will be sentenced to ten years in prison, but they can be released on bail."

Roy glanced at Mulin, and Mulin immediately called out several Half-Elf Warrior, and pushed down Silver Moon Elf Merchants, who was limp under the high platform.

Those Elf Merchantss who participated in the fight were also taken away together.

The elves in the square became extremely quiet at this moment. No one expected that Boss Roy would so casually sentence a Silver Moon Elf Merchants to a heavy sentence. Two hundred years of imprisonment was already very heavy for a Silver Moon Elf.

Roy turned around and shouted to the elves in the small square:

"I know that you sold Magic Herbs to Mine Guard Regiment. This can tie us more closely together and provide strong support to Mine Guard Regiment. However, this approach is not good. It will form a monopoly on the Magic Herbs market on the plateau and form a deformed Magic Herbs market. This is not what I want to see."

"As long as the price is right, I really don't mind if you sell Magic Herbs to other Magic Herbs merchants. I'd like to give you a piece of advice, don't be in trouble with your own wallet."

"Only when a large number of businessmen come to Pagisto Plateau, Plateau City will become more and more prosperous..."

"But at the same time, I want to say something to the Magic Herbs merchants present. We welcome herbal traders to come to Pagisto Plateau to do business, but we don't want you to make profits in unfair ways. Otherwise, no matter who breaks the law in Pagisto Plateau, I will put you in Concentration Camp's prison."

"Don't be locked up in a prison, just eating and waiting to die every day. Have you seen the headhunter prisoners in Concentration Camp? Concentration Camp's prison does not raise idlers. Every prisoner who lives in the prison must contribute to this Plateau City during his sentence!"

The cheers of Half-Elfs immediately came from the square...