The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Ram lowered the brim of his hat, and took a sneak peek from the corner of the shadow.

"Are you already in despair? Want to get comfort from the church?" He chuckled slightly, looking at the figure walking out of the church.

"Mr. Perio's guess is indeed correct. This Sigmund is a greedy guy. It should be easier to start with him."

The father is about to go to the gallows, but the son is still in the mood to buy a carriage. Ram is moving quietly while thinking. The terrain here is open, and there are not many people at night, so he must be careful.

After waiting for a while, Ram watched Sigmund messily settle the dinner in a nearby restaurant, watched him argue with others, and decided to take the initiative to approach when he felt that the situation was almost over.

But at this moment, the dirty young man suddenly broke open the door of the restaurant, and got into the alley next to him amidst the curses of the people behind him.

"what happened?"

His heart tightened and Ram subconsciously quickened his pace. He didn't care what happened to the young man named Sigmund, but he didn't want to be reprimanded by Antoine for his dereliction of duty.

Clap!

Stepping on the stagnant water in the alley, there were drunken men and scattered garbage in the corner. After running not far, Ram lost his target.

But when he was looking around, there was a rude voice behind him, "Run, kid, let me see where you are going!"

Ram was puzzled, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a huge fist magnified in front of his eyes.

Boom!

Nosebleeds splattered, eyes stared, tears and snot instantly blurred his vision, and the pain made Ram tighten his body. In the darkness, he felt countless thick thighs stepping back and forth on him in all directions.

"Who is hitting me?"

Before fainting, he heard a rude voice, "Stop it, we seem to have made a mistake, this is not the kid who just ran out of the restaurant."

"Boom!"

A huge force came from his back, and he heard someone muttering, "It's unlucky, I'm hungry again after the fight, and I have to eat more."

Immediately, he felt a big hand protruding between his waist and hips, and his heart broke out in cold sweat, and the next moment he completely lost consciousness.

"What is he going to do to me?"

…………

After an unknown amount of time, Ram felt his cheeks turn cold, and the cloudy liquid was sucked into his nasal cavity, and he suddenly bounced off the ground and coughed loudly.

"Sir, are you all right?"

A young voice came from behind. Ram didn't turn around, and immediately leaned towards his lower body.

It was empty.

ah……

my money.

He cried out in despair. He had just received his salary for a week, and including the previous savings, the money added up to nearly 20 gold pounds, which was a lot of money for a senior technician.

In this era, ordinary low-level workers can only earn ten copper coins a day. According to the decimal relationship between copper coins, silver certificates, and gold pounds, an ordinary worker can only save 2.8 in four weeks a month without eating or drinking. gold pound.

Ram's salary is higher, about 7 gold per week, but he needs to rent a house, eat, and other needs, so it will take a long time to save 20 gold.

Sigmund once simply calculated that the purchasing power of a copper coin is equivalent to five yuan. Of course, due to the different levels of abundance of materials in the era, the actual purchasing power will vary greatly.

The price of basic livelihood materials in this era is several times that of his previous life. Most of the money earned by many people is used for food, drink and housing.

It is conceivable that losing this money will make Ram feel more heartbroken than having him beaten ten times.

"Sir, sir..." The voice behind him still persisted in calling.

It took a long time for Ram to come back to his senses, and then turned his head to look behind him.

"It's you... Sigmund?!" Ram screamed.

"you know me?"

The young man in front of him looked harmless to humans and animals. He looked around for a long time before he let out a surprised laugh.

"Ram!"

"Oh my God, poor fellow, how did you become like this?"

Ram opened his mouth, only to find that his cheeks and mouth were covered with sour liquid, which made his throat dry and he almost vomited.

The back alleys of this kind of restaurant and tavern are the favorite of alcoholics, and the liquid on the ground...not to mention.

"Why are you here?" Sigmund asked with concern.

Ram's body trembled, remembering what had happened before, "Yes, this kid must have caused trouble in the restaurant. After I followed in, I was misidentified by those villains..."

"That is to say, I was beaten for this kid, and because he was stolen?!"

After figuring out the causal relationship, Ram was so angry that he could hardly breathe.

"You need a doctor." Sigmund pretended to leave.

"Wait, I have something... No, it's Mr. Perio, I need you."

Only then did Ram remember his mission. shouted.

"Mr. Perio?"

"You'd better go, because a lot of money is at stake, at least a hundred pounds."

Ram wanted to force a smile, but the wound on his face was affected.

Not long after, Sigmund got his message and walked out of the alley slowly.

"Poor Ram, you need help. Wait a minute. I'll call someone to help you first. Don't worry. I'll go to Mr. Perio's place later."

"You need a doctor!"

"You kind fool." Ram sneered, "That's fine, I can't go back in my current state."

He took a breath and slowly got up from the ground.

Then I stood in the dark and smelly alley and waited for a long time...

for a long time.

But no one came.

On the other side, Sigmund took out a roll of banknotes, threw the wallet into the trash can, and slowly returned to his carriage.

"It can be regarded as collecting a little interest for Rebecca, but this guy is unexpectedly rich."

He raised his whip and drove the carriage to the address provided by Ram.

There was no so-called villain attack. Sigmund did make some noise in the restaurant, but after Ram entered the alley, he took the initiative to show up and attack him.

Combined with the darkness and sneak attack, Sigmund succeeded in one blow. As for the fists and kicks and the voice behind him, it was also his deliberate disguise.

Being attacked and in a semi-conscious state, it was actually very easy for Ram to be misled.

Searching for money was just a temporary idea, but I never thought that I would get a lot of money in the end.

There was a delay before and after, and when Sigmund came near Antoine's house, the clock tower in the distance had already reached eight o'clock in the evening.

After explaining his purpose, he was taken to the living room by the butler to wait.

Compared to the place where Rebecca lived, Antoine's mansion should be considered luxuriously decorated, with exquisite lamb carpets on the floor, and Sigmund's unnamed oil paintings on the surrounding walls.

A black piano was placed in a corner not far away, and because of business reasons, the room was filled with the mixed atmosphere of many kinds of perfumes.

But the messy smell didn't bother people.

While Sigmund was waiting silently, there was a sudden violent crash in the corridor on the second floor, followed by hurried footsteps.

"Miss Rilla, you can't get out of here!"

"I'm not a canary!"

A voice suppressed anger came, and then a young girl with loose brown hair rushed down from upstairs.

"It's you!"

"Sigmund!"

Uncontrollable surprise burst out in the girl's eyes, and she rushed to Sigmund regardless of her image.

Then, open your hands...

My readers rushed to the comment area desperately, giving crazy praise, voting...rewarding...

Kind people please tell me that all the above is not a dream.

It's more tiring to ask for votes than to update every day, and I'm also drunk

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