Chapter 811 - 503 "Lucky" Blair
Chapter 811 -503 “Lucky” Blair
In the slanting sunlight of the afternoon, Blair’s solitary figure walking on the path by the mountainside was particularly eye-catching.
He was wearing a lightweight brown leather armor, its surface covered in the marks of the years and the signatures of his travels. The original color of the leather armor had faded due to weathering into a deep and textured brown, similar to the hue of ancient tree bark, both steady and wild in appearance.
The leather armor was tough yet supple, fitting snugly to his robust frame, slightly undulating with his movements. The gaps and joints of the leather armor were tightly stitched together with coarse hemp thread that, under the sunlight, appeared almost hidden, sturdy and durable.
It was inevitable that Blair’s clothing would accumulate a fair amount of dust and mud, which dotted various parts of the leather armor, especially at the knees and elbows where the soil had almost seeped into the texture of the armor, leaving marks difficult to wash away, as if chronicling the hardships and challenges of a long journey.
Blair carried a longbow on his back, its body a dark brown with a tightly drawn string, ready to strike at any moment. He also carried a short sword on his right side, its blade flickering with a cold light, and its hilt polished smooth, showing that despite many battles, it was well-maintained by Blair.
Walking on the outskirts of Ely Hills, Blair was very cautious.
Although this area was far from the center of the battlefield and seemed unaffected by the war with its lush vegetation, it was scarcely frequented, and Blair had not seen another soul in half a day’s travel.
The reason he chose this path toward Gordon Kingdom was precisely because it was sufficiently hidden; the soldiers from Archibald Kingdom and Paluo Federation were unlikely to appear in this direction.
As the war dragged on, the original trade exchanges between the two sides had nearly ceased entirely, and the long-term warfare had depleted a great amount of resources.
As a result, the prices for certain special goods kept rising in both countries.
The reason Blair was here was exactly that; he aimed to take precious herbs and Magic Materials he had purchased from the south to Gordon Kingdom to earn a larger profit.
He was not from Gordon Kingdom, and equally not from Archibald Kingdom or Paluo Federation, but from the southern Will Kingdom.
However, Will Kingdom was too weak, being just about the size of a Duke Territory of Gordon Kingdom, and hence insignificant to the warring parties.
Once the war ended and the victor began to reap the spoils, Will Kingdom would have no choice but to comply.
Of course, this had nothing to do with Blair.
He was just an ordinary traveling merchant, traveling to different places to sell his goods and earn a profit.
However, to those who knew Blair, he was seen as quite capable.
He never joined caravans and always traveled alone, yet his profits were not inferior to those of the major merchants, and he rarely encountered danger.
Therefore, Blair had earned the nickname “Luck Merchant.”
Blair knew in his heart that he never considered himself lucky; he simply made extremely thorough preparations before each journey.
As a Silver Rank Ranger, he may not tread the wilderness with complete ease, but he possessed the ability to sense and avoid danger in advance.
As for the goods, they were all stored in a Space Ring he had found in some ruins.
This Space Ring had no intricate decorations, nor was it adorned with dazzling gemstones. The pure ring itself exhibited a profound bronze color, reminiscent of a patina aged by time or echoes of ancient bells resonating at the fingertips.
Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, and every curve seemed so rounded, as if crafted by the masterful hand of Nature, shining with the cold luster of metal.
Blair fondled the storage ring; it was perhaps his greatest gain from his time as a mercenary.
Although there was nothing inside the ring when he found it, the ring itself was the greatest treasure for Blair.
The space inside the storage ring was quite spacious, roughly the size of three or four warehouses.
Each time, Blair would use this ring to carry the necessary goods to his destination.
After all, a storage ring with such large internal space was extremely precious; otherwise, the merchant caravans wouldn’t bother forming convoys but would transport supplies and goods entirely by storage rings.
Blair was well aware of the importance of the ring, and with his strength, he couldn’t have kept such a treasure to himself.
Therefore, he never showed the ring to others and used it away from prying eyes, even buying and selling goods in many batches to avoid suspicion.
Thanks to this storage ring, Blair soon amassed a considerable fortune.
After this trip to Gordon Kingdom, Blair decided to return to his homeland to establish his own Guild, no longer wandering the world alone.
Or perhaps he could buy some land and become a noble gentleman?
That’s what Blair thought as with his abilities, he was considered quite accomplished back in his home Will Kingdom.
This time, he carefully chose the route through Ely Hills, preferring to take the longer way around to avoid areas of conflict as much as possible.
Blair was no novice, and he well knew that he couldn’t get close to such a fierce battlefield.
From the taverns in the cities he passed through, Blair also inquired about the situation in the Ely Hills.