So I'm a sheep.

As he spoke, the uncle tossed him a money bag.

I picked up the purse and weighed it in my hand. Although the purse looked bulging, it didn't feel heavy.

It mostly contained copper coins, with only a few silver coins mixed in.

The bandit leader was immediately displeased: "What, you look down on us brothers?"

"No way, but that's just how the rules are in the underworld."

The uncle said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The two groups of heroes ahead, take these and they'll let us pass."

"..."

"No!"

The bandit leader flatly refused: "One bag of silver coins, or else, hehe."

A bag of silver coins? Why don't you just rob someone!

The middle-aged man's eyes widened: "Good sir, we're not easy to bully. Know when to stop."

"So what if we're bullying you because you're outnumbered?"

Once those words were spoken, there was no room for reconciliation.

The middle-aged man hurriedly ran behind Sasha: "Little master, it's up to you now!"

"kindness"

The girl responded, but without removing the black cloth in front of her, she walked directly to the other side.

.................................

"Haha, brothers, let's charge in together! The other side sent a blind guy..."

With a single sword stroke, the girl finished off the bandit leader, and continued on her way.

"Dry!"

The bandits charged forward, cursing and swearing. The girl's longsword flashed in an arc, and the three of them immediately clutched their throats and fell to the ground.

It was like being doused with a bucket of cold water; four people died in a short period of time, and the remaining bandits' legs went weak.

Before he could even utter a word of mercy, three more people collapsed to the ground with a series of thuds.

"Run!"

As soon as he turned around, one of the bandits was stabbed right through the heart.

Swish, swish, swish, three more swords!

Like chopping vegetables or cutting melons, in less than ten seconds, a group of bandits vanished from the face of the earth.

"..."

The uncle smelled a fishy, ​​foul odor, and one of the three guards beside him was so frightened that he wet himself.

I knew the little master was amazing, but I never imagined she was this amazing!

In the blink of an eye, all of them were gone?

"Let's go, everything's packed up."

"Yes Yes Yes"

The uncle's voice was trembling a little. He was so fierce even with his eyes covered. If the black cloth were removed, he would probably fly to the sky!

After taking a few steps forward, the uncle suddenly ran back and picked up the blood-stained money bag.

"master!"

"what?"

"This is a tip for your hard work."

"Please don't mind, please don't mind."

"That's great, but could you please change my purse?"

"Yes Yes Yes"

The atmosphere was very somber the whole way, until finally the uncle mustered up the courage to speak up: "Master, your swordsmanship is probably even better than your teacher's, isn't it?"

"No way, they're evenly matched."

Sasha is now undoubtedly three points stronger than Oman.

But you should be humble in your words, after all, he is her teacher.

The older man chatted with Sasha intermittently, and the atmosphere in the group gradually returned to normal.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, the uncle slapped his forehead in regret: "I forgot to search you just now. The money was right in front of me, and I just let it slip by. What a sin!"

Sasha couldn't help but chuckle: "Come on, isn't it too hot to handle money from a dead person?"

"Why bother with caravans if you're afraid of getting burned? What a waste."

.......................................

After dealing with the group of robbers, nothing else of note happened on the road.

After arriving in Rova town and receiving her wages, Sasha parted ways with the uncle.

Looking around, the girl's eyes were full of novelty.

"I'm here traveling, and I still have plenty of money, so I'm not going to work for now."

After spending a few days enjoying herself in Rova Town, Sasha started frequenting some taverns.

She didn't go there to drink, of course; she wanted to gather some information.

In Sasha's understanding, so-called experience is equivalent to looking for trouble.

Wherever there's something unusual, that's where they'll go!

"Miss"

The elderly bartender suddenly leaned close to Sasha: "What do you want to know? Perhaps you can ask me."

"What are you talking about?" the girl began to feign ignorance.

"Haha, you don't drink, but you come here every day."

"If it's not to gather information, what else could it be for?"

The bartender said with a smile, "You're actually wasting a lot of time doing this, since everyone's had a few drinks and doesn't know their own limits."

"There's no use listening to half-true or even completely fabricated news."

"..."

"Sit down, this drink is on me."

Sasha pushed her untouched glass of wine to the other side, thought for a moment, and asked, "How much do you charge for this?"

'Get it right!'

The bartender grinned: "It depends on what kind of information you want. There's no fixed price."

"Actually, I'm just a junior swordsman who's out here for training."

Sasha patted her sword hilt: "Is there any news that can both hone my skills and make money?"

...................................

"Yes, there are plenty!"

Sasha looked at the bartender, but he remained silent while drinking his beverage.

"The information needs to be accurate, otherwise I'm not someone to be trifled with."

The girl spoke very kindly, but the bartender's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

He saw the girl's exposed half of the sword, with bloodstains that hadn't been wiped clean.

"Really? Is that chicken blood on it?"

The bartender muttered to himself as he smiled and took the girl's purse.

With a slight heave...

I thought I'd found a fat sheep, but it turned out to be a penniless wretch!

This bag is probably full of copper coins.

Yes, that's true.

Sasha picked out all the silver coins from the bag, and now only copper coins were left.

"Tell me, how about a bag of copper coins, plus the wine I'm treating you to?"

"Is that enough to buy a genuine piece of news?"

Business is tough, but it's better than nothing.

The bartender quickly put away his money pouch and said, "The town of Bambe, which is near our town, has been in some trouble lately."

“A gang of robbers, known as the Forty Thieves, intercepted caravans entering and leaving the city every day and charged them tolls.”

"The Earl is furious and is offering a hefty sum to have them arrested."

Volume 1: Chapter 624 The Lake Fairy

"Which count?"

"And who else? Earl Bambe of Bambe City!"

A duke with a fiefdom?

Sasha's expression changed slightly. With her current skills, she could do quite well with a nominal baron or viscount.

But the title of Earl...

"Didn't Your Excellency send troops to wipe out that bandit gang?"