What the bandits care about—Gold Pounds, food, and women.

Food and women, he could eliminate directly.

Having speculated to this point, Godfrey felt a vague sense that he had grasped something...

His eyes turned, looking at the man beside him, "Danke, take some men to catch up with the carriage team that just left and see what goods are loaded on their wagons!"

"Remember, it's just a routine inspection, don't alarm them!"

The young man addressed as Danke raised his eyebrows and promptly responded, "Yes, Lord Godfrey."

Immediately.

Danke led four soldiers and chased in the direction the carriage team had gone.

Godfrey, mounted on his horse, looked into the distance before retracting his gaze and heading towards Morgan Town.

Behind him, several soldiers urged their horses forward to quickly follow.

...

Under the night sky.

A bonfire was burning fiercely, casting light that illuminated the entire cave.

The space inside the cave was not very large but enough to accommodate Boer's entire carriage team for a temporary rest.

Sheltered from the wind, it had a continuous dripping spring for drinking and cooking food.

The light of the bonfire shone on Boer's somewhat solemn face.

His gaze was fixed on the red-hot coals in the fire, as if pondering something.

At this moment.

The sound of galloping hooves reached Boer's ears.

He immediately snapped out of his thoughts and looked towards the guards patrolling outside the cave.

After clearly seeing the figures rushing over from afar, a guard quickly ran into the cave to report to Boer, "Master Boer, a small group of soldiers on horseback is approaching!"

Boer's brow furrowed slightly.

Soldiers?

Why would soldiers appear here?

A bad premonition arose in Boer's heart.

He stood up from beside the bonfire and walked towards the cave entrance.

He gazed into the distance.

Sure enough, as the guard said, a small unit of cavalry dressed in leather armor was heading towards the cave.

Two minutes later.

The cavalry arrived at the cave entrance.

A young soldier nimbly dismounted and walked towards Boer and his group.

His gaze swept around as he asked, "Who are you?"

Boer's face quickly donned a humble smile, explaining, "Sir, I am Boer Hansen, a trader from Morgan Town, and also a registered merchant with the Kakasong City Merchant Guild."

"This is my registration document, sir, you can take a look..."

While speaking.

Boer took out a piece of parchment from his bosom, bearing registration information and the Merchant Guild's seal.

Danke reached out to take it, glanced over it, and then handed the parchment back to Boer.

His gaze passed Boer and landed on the wagons in the cave, asking, "Boer Hansen, what goods are you transporting in your wagons?"

"With the Morgan Town bandits not yet eradicated, all people outside need to be inspected."

"Even if you have a Merchant Guild registration document, you still must be inspected!"

Without waiting for Boer to respond, Danke stepped into the cave.

The four soldiers behind him immediately followed.

Boer's heart tightened slightly as he accompanied them, explaining, "Sir, these goods are..."

Clang!

The sound of swords being drawn echoed in the cave.

Boer and his guards all wore stern expressions.

Though it was their first time accompanying Boer to trade beyond the city wall territories.

They knew very well the importance of fine salt!

If soldiers saw it, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Some of the guards' right hands even gripped their sword hilts.

At Boer's command, they would draw their swords without hesitation.

Fortune favors the bold!

A tenth of the profits was enough incentive for them to willingly take this risk.

Besides, no one would know what happens in this wilderness.

As the soldier said—the bandits were not yet eliminated!

Watching the five soldiers approach the wagons, Boer halted his steps, the expressions in his eyes changing rapidly.

With the help of other soldiers, the linen tarp covering the goods was pulled open.

Dozens of packed bags came into Danke's view.

Without hesitation, Danke drew the longsword and inserted it into the bag.

Boer's face turned increasingly stern.

The right hand hanging by his side tightly clenched.

The guards behind Boer also tightened their grip on their sword hilts.

When Danke withdrew the sword, the blade was coated with a thin layer of crystalline particles.

Danke raised his eyebrows, pinched a few grains with his left hand from the sword, gently smelled them, and then placed them in his mouth.

"Fine salt?"

Hearing Danke's inquiry, Boer hurriedly explained, "Yes, sir."

"These are all fine salt, purchased from Kakasong City, for selling in various villages and towns..."

Danke paid no heed to Boer's explanation and continued to inspect.

Danke looked again into the mouth of the bag pierced by the sword, and indeed saw a layer of fine crystalline particles!

Understanding what was inside the bag, Danke wiped the sword clean on his leather skirt.

Clang~

The metallic sound of friction sounded again as the sword was sheathed.

Danke turned his gaze to Boer, saying, "Be careful."

"Such a large quantity of fine salt must be worth a lot, and with the bandits' whereabouts unknown now."

"If you encounter a bandit corps, these few dozen guards wouldn't even satisfy their teeth."

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