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Chapter 555 There may be something fishy behind it

More than 600 meters, this is the distance between the two hills where Frederick and Banwei are located.

Accelerated by some magical electromagnetic cannon, a wrought iron spike flew across this distance at three times the speed of sound in less than a second.

The soft wrought iron spike instantly deformed when it pierced into the demon wolf's torso, then rolled violently, and flew out from the other side, exploding half of its body with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The man standing on the wolf's shoulder was caught off guard and fell off the wolf, then rolled down from a cliff more than 300 meters high.

Frederick raised his gun and aimed at the wolf pack at the foot of the mountain, picking out the largest wolf, and shot bullets that glowed blue.

After the bullet hit the leader wolf, a wind blade exploded, cutting the target and the wolves within a radius of ten meters into pieces.

The people surrounded by the wolves were stunned for a while, and then cheers echoed in the valley.

They were greatly encouraged and started shooting at the fleeing wolves with their hunting rifles. Some even jumped out of the car group with spears and chased after them.

When Frederick saw the wolves begin to flee, he went down the mountain and went to the foot of the other side to look for the person who controlled "Half Tail".

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, quite tall but looking very thin.

He rolled down from the cliff, the bones of his hands and feet were broken into several pieces and twisted into strange shapes, his waist was folded backwards, and the back of his head hit a rock, causing brain bleeding all over the place.

About an hour later, Fontana and his convoy arrived.

The two places were not far from each other. Just now, a few wolves fled towards that direction. Fontana had ordered the caravan to be on high alert. The wolves were all killed by the guards who were chasing them from the front and back.

When Fontana heard that the wolves here had been killed by Frederick, he immediately ordered the caravan to come over without saying a word and held on to his thighs.

At this time, Frederick had just climbed to the top of the mountain. He threw down "Half-Tail", which had only half of its body left, and then came down by himself.

Fontana and the boss of the besieged caravan squatted beside the corpse, studying the body of the magic wolf.

The back half of the body is basically intact, and half of the tail can be seen.

The boss said, "It is said that it had half of its tail bitten off during a fight for the alpha wolf position. When it fled to the mountains, it encountered a mudslide that washed out a magic crystal. It ate it and mutated."

Fontana said, "There are bounties on it in many places, and my family has a bounty of fifty gold coins."

Frederick said to the boss, "Your fleet has suffered heavy losses. You can take the reward."

Seven drivers and guards of the caravan died, and three were disabled for life, the loss was heavy.

The boss said hurriedly: "No, no, no, it was killed by you, sir, I can't be greedy."

This demon wolf has been harming the forest for many years, and many lords and chambers of commerce have suffered greatly from it. The total bounty offered by each household exceeds one thousand gold coins.

Frederick said contemptuously: "It's just a few dollars. I don't have the time to go to each household to collect the money."

If someone else said this, they would be considered hypocritical or pretentious, but since this was said by Grand Duke Wesson, everyone believed that he really did not care about this little money.

Frederick ignored them and went over to Lowena.

Lowena put the man who fell from the mountain back into human form and was sighing beside him.

Frederick asked Lovina, "Do you know him?"

Luo Wei Na nodded slightly and said, "He is my senior brother. He used to be the leader of the beast tamer corps of the Legans Alliance. He is a genius with a promising future."

"There are several factions in the alliance, and he is not on the same side as our family, so my father sent me to the Beast Tamer Force to seize power from him."

"He had a drinking problem. My father used a trick to make him severely injure the heir of a noble family in their faction when he was drunk. As a result, he was abandoned by the faction. In the end, I got the actual command of the beast tamer troops."

"Later I heard that he had left the Legens Alliance. I didn't expect to see him here."

Frederick frowned slightly and asked, "Could he be the black glove of some noble?" Nobles these days are almost like robbers. When conditions permit, they turn into robbers, and if they have some shame, they find a black glove.

Lowena hesitated for a moment and whispered, "He was killed by the principal, so he must have been a roving bandit."

Frederick understood.

As the saying goes, when beating a dog, you have to look at its owner. If Black Gloves was beaten to death, the owner must have taken some action, otherwise others would be unwilling to serve him.

Now that this man was killed by Frederick, no one would dare to go against him for a robber, and it is too late to cut ties.

Frederick said to Lowena, "When you have time, tell Abeks and the others to include information about the robbers along the way in the railway investment plan."

Lowena agreed immediately, but felt a little uncomfortable.

Everyone knows that Frederick has zero tolerance for gangs and robbers. The famous Black Claw Gang in the south of the Kingdom of Sardinia has begun to transform into a canned fruit merchant, and those who don't know what's good for them have been put on the wall.

Not to mention those small gangs, the Duchy of Franconia and the League of Leggens were destroyed because they exploited passing merchants and hindered Frederick from making money.

Lowena has been regretting for the past two years. If he had advised his father not to be greedy for that little money earlier, he might still be living a luxurious life in a mansion now.

But now that things have come to this, I can only think about it. Future life is the most important thing.

The besieged convoy and Frederick and his men were heading in opposite directions. Now that the camp was full of wounded soldiers, they could only return the same way and merge the two convoys into one.

Frederick was sitting on the roof of a train thinking about railway safety issues, such as whether train cars should be equipped with turrets, as well as maintenance and defense along the line.

Fontana quietly ran up to him and whispered, "Sir, there is a valuable item in that convoy, and someone is targeting it."

Frederick raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, are you eyeing him too?"

"No, no!" Fontana shook his head hastily, "I heard it might be a gift for you."

"The man in the caravan who was carrying the stuff kept asking about your identity. I asked him a few questions and he said that the Venetians wanted to make friends with you."

Frederick smiled slightly.

Venetian merchants have a huge commercial network in the inland sea, and their military strength cannot be underestimated.

Now that Frederick had extended his hand into the inland sea, they began to get restless.

"Never mind him," said Frederick. "Let's keep our mouths shut and hint to him that I might be a fake."

Fontana immediately went to instruct the other people in the convoy.

Frederick began to think about Venice.

This city of self-governing merchants was very much to his liking, but the two sides had conflicting interests and a conflict was bound to break out sooner or later.

Moreover, Venice's expansionist policies in recent years have caused dissatisfaction both internally and externally. The Kingdom of Sardinia is worried that they will rebel, and the Osman Empire has fought many wars with them. Mary was even seriously injured and unable to have children.

The bigger problem was the conflict between them and Constantinople, and the disturbance at that time was caused by the Venetians.

From this perspective, today's wolf pack siege is more like a high-level conspiracy to prevent the Duchy of Wessen and Venice from deepening their friendship.

If this is the case, there are many possible culprits behind the scenes, because the Venetians have offended so many people.

But these guys are very rich, and it would be nice if we could just get some money out of their pockets.

Frederick finally gritted his teeth and gave up the idea of ​​taking money from Venice.

No matter when, money related to politics is the easiest to make. Now that most forces are unhappy with Venice, then join the majority and slaughter Venice like a pig.

(End of this chapter)