Chapter 743 - 250: In Morgan Town, I Make the Rules

The smile on Keith’s face became more evident. "Of course, Master Joao."

"As agreed, the commission for the Blade Wind Corps will be deducted entirely from the merchants’ taxes."

Joao nodded. "As long as you know."

"One last thing, Leader Keith."

"During the upcoming period, I don’t want to see the whole town thrown into chaos because of your arrival."

"They are the Free People, the workforce, and Frank Manor still needs them."

The smile on Keith’s face remained unchanged.

"Of course, Master Joao. I guarantee there won’t be any chaos!"

Joao gave a contemplative hum and ceased further words.

He sped up the horse beneath him.

Accompanied by a dozen soldiers clad in chain armor from Frank Manor, he headed towards the town’s exit ahead.

Mounted on his horse, Keith watched Joao’s figure disappear into the distance, shouting loudly, "Master Joao, have a safe journey."

As Keith watched him depart.

A similarly thin young man drove his horse over to Keith’s side.

The young man asked somewhat puzzled, "Bro, are you just going to listen to Joao Frank like that?"

"Aren’t we the Blade Wind Corps!"

Hearing the voice beside him, Keith withdrew his gaze from afar and looked over.

Keith spoke bluntly, "Of course, Wyatt."

"In front of the employer, we naturally have to act sincerely, to show our heartfelt dedication."

The young man, referred to as Wyatt, couldn’t help but purse his lips.

Then.

The next second.

Keith’s voice rang out again.

"Did you see that young girl just now?"

Wyatt nodded with some confusion, "I saw her, is there a problem?"

Keith grinned, "Go find her quickly."

"Then, bring her to that three-story building. I’ll be in the room waiting for her!"

"Usually, I go in and out among those thick-waisted prostitutes."

"Today, I can finally enjoy a change in taste!"

Wyatt asked in puzzlement, "Bro, didn’t you just promise Joao to ensure the town’s order?"

Keith couldn’t care less, "Yeah, I did promise."

"But how does me liking a young girl relate to the town’s order?"

Wyatt’s eyebrows shot up instantly, "Hehe, bro, I also just saw a very young girl, and I’d like to..."

Keith waved his hand dismissively, "If you like her, then go for her!"

"Right now, this town is under the control of our Blade Wind Corps, can’t we do whatever we want?"

Wyatt promptly replied, "Okay, bro."

"I’ll go find that young girl now."

"I’m going right now..."

Watching Wyatt drive his horse back with a team of Mercenary Corps members.

Keith’s face was full of smiles.

Town’s order?

What does it have to do with him when he’s a registered bandit corps with loads of money in the Mercenary Corps?

In front of a powerful employer, naturally, he should be humble.

Now that Joao Frank has left the town with people.

He can certainly follow his desires!

Keith prodded his horse.

Moving ahead, he ordered the Mercenary Corps captain walking beside him.

"Arrange personnel to split into three shifts to guard the entire Morgan Town’s front and back exits."

"Outside the town, arrange a cavalry patrol team to prevent the town’s residents from sneaking away at night."

A man following behind him immediately responded, "Yes, Leader, I’ll make the arrangements now."

Keith’s voice continued.

"Arrange personnel into groups of three and enter every house in the town."

"Confiscate all their money and belongings from before."

"The town is too dangerous now, keeping them at home isn’t safe."

"We must be responsible for them, so let’s have the Blade Wind Corps safeguard them!"

A smile appeared on another middle-aged man’s face, and he quickly responded, "Yes, Leader."

After arranging all matters to control the entirety of Morgan Town.

Keith arrived at the door of a three-story stone building just in time.

He dismounted and stood before the double doors.

Without needing Keith to speak, two mercenaries strode forward, lifting their right feet to kick hard at the door.

Crack.

After a crisp sound, the door bar behind the door snapped, and the wooden door was forcibly kicked open.

Inside the hall.

Several guard figures rushed up immediately.

They questioned loudly, "Who are you? This is the home of Seron Ram, the merchant!"

Hearing the guards’ shouts, two mercenaries who had just entered the reception hall looked towards the door.

Keith stepped inside, his gaze shifting to behind several household guards.

There.

A middle-aged man in light yellow brocade robes was protectively shielding a young woman behind him, his face full of fear.

Keith’s gaze swept over the young woman, past the middle-aged man.

Upon seeing the woman’s curvy figure, his eyebrows shot up instantly.

"Isn’t she a hundred, a thousand times better than that group of middle-aged women?"

Speaking as he went.

Keith stepped directly toward the middle-aged man and the young woman.

The middle-aged man and young woman naturally heard his words.

The middle-aged man’s face was full of anger, shouting, "What are you doing?"

"Stop him, make them get out of here!"

The five household guards looked solemn.

The guard captain among them extended his right hand, trying to block Keith.

The next second.

After a metallic scraping sound, blood splashed.