The Righteous Player(s)

y stopped for a moment.

He noted it down and temporarily gave up his previous plan to use the name “Don Juan Geraint” to increase his persuasiveness.

Delicious Wind Goose calmly altered his statement, “But I haven’t gone back for a while, and I’m not quite sure.
But it’s still Mayor Salvatoremay at least a month ago.”

“Oh.” The middle-aged man replied casually.

At this time, the young city guard had already taken out all the 24 mead bottles to check whether they were properly sealed up.
Then, he verified the “trademark” on each bottle, took out a notebook to record the quantity count, and put them back one by one.

He then closed the crate and brought it back to Delicious Wind Goose.

To avoid crushing himself, Delicious Wind Goose clung to the wooden crate on the other side.

“It’s all for the sake of safety.
Please forgive me.
I humbly apologize if I have offended you.” The young city guard quickly spoke to Delicious Wind Goose.

The middle-aged man behind him patted his shoulder hard and said in annoyance, “Speak it out seriously!”

“Yes, Captain!” The young man replied helplessly, stood up, and said honestly, “I checked these items for everyone’s safety.
Please forgive me.
I’m very sorry if I offended you.
The inspection fee will be imposed on the caravan leader at 5% of the total value of the goods.
I am Dexter Lowy with 42 days of service experience.
This is my supervisor, Klaus Cass.
My Inspector ID is E112.
If you have any comments on my service, you can go to the Silver Sire Church in the capital to complain about me.”

What the fuck? Old Goose was shocked.

Is your service attitude so advanced?

Although I have long known that “Silver Sire is the deity with the best attitude towards ordinary people”, this is just too… overwhelming.

If it weren’t for Silver Sire’s complete ignorance of which world the player came from, Old Goose would have thought that the Silver Sire or the Silver Sire’s popes were transmigrators, those kinds with a lot of strange ideas.

After the two city guards closed the door and left, Delicious Wind Goose let out a subtly relieved expression.

The last conversation shocked him for a moment and almost revealed himself.

But fortunately, those who came to the capital for the first time would be shocked.
The guards were used to this scene.
They didn’t say much and left politely.

After that, some time passed.

Delicious Wind Goose reached out and locked the carriage door.

Then, he opened the wooden crates that had been pried open.
The ones the guards chose were exactly the crates that Delicious Wind Goose was going to poison.

He reached under his jacket.

Twenty-four metal pieces the size of lighters were tied to the position close to the underwear, like chainmail.
They were in the formation of 3 X 8.

He took out a metal piece and took out the mead glass that had already been prepared.
All twenty-four bottles of Honeylip were removed from the black crate.

Then, he opened the cork of the first bottle; the fragrance poured out and filled the carriage.

He poured himself mead at the height reaching two fingers and twisted the first metal piece open like opening a perfume bottle.

The moment Delicious Wind Goose uncapped the [Demon Blood], a “chi” sound came.
He almost thought it was Coca-cola in a perfume bottle.

After opening it up, the liquid inside that looked like Coke sent out a fizzy sound, but there were no obvious white bubbles.

Delicious Wind Goose carefully poured the liquid into the bottle.
Even though the carriage was still shaking, his hand was so steady that nothing leaked out.

He repeated this twenty-four times, putting back all the “Honeylip” that had been prepared and carefully closing the lid.

I shall get ready to deliver them later. Delicious Wind Goose thought leisurely.

But at this moment, the voice of Caravan Master Tate came from outside, “Delicious Wind Goose? Can you come down for a while? I have business with you.”

Oh well. Delicious Wind Goose raised an eyebrow.

Then, he calmly posted on the forum: “I Think I’m Getting Capture Soon, Brothers & Sisters.”

“—Come here, let’s set the table up.
Those who think I will be captured post “1” in the comment.
Those who think I will be fine post “2”.
Let’s set the stake as barbecue meals and skewers.
Anyone interested?”