When he got the [Broken Fusilier] before, Martin got many hints.
However, this dagger he got had no hints, no specific information, and no indication of whether or not it could be sold.
This made Martin speculate that the fact that he had gotten that [Broken Fusilier] before had both a luck component and could be a deliberate arrangement by the 'Mysterious Land'.
It meant that he could get the weapon but needed to take some risks, which should be the law of the 'Mysterious Land'.
And this dagger in his hand was obviously not in this category, the dagger was sharp, he could use it, but he couldn't take it out of the Pirate World, and he couldn't exchange it for Mysterious Land Coins.
It was only natural, if anything could be trafficked into Mysterious Land coins, then the currency mechanism of the 'Mysterious Land' would be nothing more than a joke.
Driving the not-so-obedient horse, Martin gradually approached the city gates, and the several guards had already been reflected in his line of sight.
With the sudden change of owner, the old horse was obviously a bit disobedient, which made Martin a bit difficult, he had never maneuvered a horse before, but the guards were right in front of him, so there was no way for him to back off.
With a tug on the saddle rope in his hand, the horse snorted and stopped where it was.
Martin had taken the initiative to stop and be inspected, based on his guess, it was lax going out of the city, but it was never that simple going into the city.
A few guards came forward, seemingly with a lazy demeanor, but a few pairs of eyes were as sharp as an eagle's cry.
"What's going on, back to the city so early today?"
This familiar attitude of the guards made Martin's sweaty hairs stand up.
These guards, probably knew the identity of that black market merchant, both sides might even have interests, things were a bit difficult to handle.
"My lord, just leaving the city today, it was Tobi's forces that robbed, vomit~."
Martin's voice was very muffled and laced with bouts of dry-heaving, his voice was different from the carter's, so he did it on purpose.
Combined with the stench of that sewage on his clothes, those guards didn't suspect anything and even avoided Martin for some distance.
"What? Toby? Are they looking for death, even dare to rob you, doesn't he know your identity?"
The guard in front of Martin was obviously a bit angry, but another guard on the side said:
"Boss, that guy Tobi has been expanding his power very fast lately, according to my eyes, Tobi has just destroyed Rogier's power, right now, except for the Bursam Pirates, there is no power in the Scrap Terminal that surpasses Tobi."
"Just let it go? What about the money."
Several guards looked at each other, although there was unwillingness in their eyes, there was nothing they could do about Tobi who was hiding inside the Scrap Terminal.
"You ...... forget it, next time if this happens again, you don't have to come back, just 'live' in the scrap terminal."
Martin pretended to nod coyly, but his eyes were very calm.
The more critical the moment, the more calm you have to be, many failures happen in the complacency before success.
Martin drove the horse, and the old brown horse walked forward with some reluctance.
