The already weak sailor was bent down by Link's heavy punch, and curled up on the floor and inhaled like a catfish that had reached the shore.

The moment Link turned around and went out, he saw the uncontrollable gaze of the yin-evil in the sailor's eyes.

He sighed and said to the back: "Vale, you stay with us for the sailors. Two people upstairs choked to death by vomit." After saying that, he looked at Vale meaningfully and turned around and left.

The iron hatch door of the warehouse was easily opened with the snatched key.

Various types of materials are piled up inside in different categories, and wooden boards are used to prevent shaking ships from causing scattered cargo.

"Boss, look there!"

Following the direction Tony was excited to point, Link saw two or three partitions storing grey dark armor behind a long string of partitions used to store bags of wheat.

"That's... leather armor?"

I walked up and picked up a piece of stroking it carefully. The surface of the armor is sewn with the best tough leather, and many copper armor pieces are also inlaid on the front. There are corresponding iron wrist guards at the joint interface to connect. The skirt armor is connected to the leather armor, and the connection between the upper body and the lower body is connected by characteristic metal snaps.

Link has never seen leather armor sets that are so meticulously made, and their surfaces are filled with a special smell of maintenance oil, full of new equipment.

I leaned forward and took a deep breath of the smell of leather armor in front of me. Although it was a bit pungent, it was fragrant in Link's heart.

"For such a set, you will get at least 30 Silver Snake Coins, right?"

"Boss, what you are talking about is a used product. This new product is still covered with oil, so you have to add at least half of it!"

"It's a pity that it's not plate armor, scale armor, or chain mail, either." Link thought greedily. Of course, he could only think about it. In the tropical island areas like Miluo Island, iron metal armor will be corroded in less than a year. No matter how rich Duke Louis is, it is not enough to burn it like this.

"Don't look like you have never seen the world." Link looked at his subordinates who were scattering in the pile of leather armor and said righteously: "One person has five pieces, not many to get!"

He calculated that Tony and others had recently won the role of Vigya mercenaries, and there were about 100 people in total, and there were very principled ones and didn't get more.

I turned around and looked at the goods in other partitions. The most was grain. Large bags were filled with most of the wooden partitions in the cargo hold. In addition to the grain, there was also a small amount of high-end food such as alcohol and bacon, which should be supplied to the managers on Miluo Island.

Link didn't see anything, and knocked on the cork and started drinking it directly, and also called his subordinates to eat and drink.

Walking deeper into the cargo hold, there were another row of partitions, filled with iron arrows. Link asked his men to search carefully. There were no other weapons except these arrows.

"I'm really stingy enough. It's good to have two iron axes and iron knives." Link muttered.

Touching and searching for a long time, a group of people held the oil lamp and finally found the target of the trip, bagging black bread. "Please carry these bags on the deck, boil some water, and let them divide it by themselves." Link directed.

The baked black bread is hard and unpalatable, so it will be softened by water. Eating it dry can cause teeth to collapse. If the mice on the boat have other food, they will not touch the black bread.

But it is notoriously resistant to storage. As long as it does not get moldy after a month, it will not become moldy.
Chapter completed!