Chapter Twenty-Seven: An Ordinary Middle-Aged Man
Pushing open the wooden door, Avis and Crieverle entered the house, called "Reindeer".
The air in the room was dry, and all the windows around the room were covered by curtains so thick that even the sun could not shine in.
In a small room of less than forty square meters, there is nothing but a tall desk and a few boxes and chairs.
And, of course, the owner of that mechanical voice, a guy in a black hooded robe.
I guess I've been scammed, right!?
As soon as the door is closed, take us under control, and send the Sea of Secrets to the continent of Eros, where we will be rations for the vampires.
Ives pressed his heels against the exit, ready to run away at any time.
Although he was already a great cultivator of the Golden Realm, the habits he brought from his previous life always instinctively helped him make some decisions.
"Don't be afraid, you know, when it comes to gun control, we have to be careful. ”
The sound of machinery sounded from the black-robed mouth again, and the blurred light made it impossible to see his face.
"I can understand it, but it's so dark. Are you still planning to do business?"
Ives continues to maintain the pride that customers should have, after all, customers are "gods".
"Ah...... You say this is here, it's just a temporary place. If you need to practice shooting, we have a more spacious place. ”
The black-robed man's voice did not carry a trace of emotion, and replied mechanically.
"Then let's go to the venue now. I just wanted to practice shooting, and I didn't have any ill intent. ”
Ives grabbed Chiriwell, who wanted to approach, and after making a look, continued.
"Hahahaha, with all due respect, anyone who needs to learn firearms will not be without malice. Otherwise, you'll choose to join the Royal Guard instead of me. ”
The gray-robed man said with a smile on his rare mood swings. It's just that the laughter is accompanied by the sound of mechanical tearing, which makes people's scalps full.
"I'm just trying to defend myself. If you can't practice here, I'll go somewhere else. ”
Ives continued.
"Trust me, if you leave here, there won't be anywhere else in the whole of Monique that you can practice shooting. ”
The black-robed man began tapping his fingers on the table, waiting for Avis's decision.
After much hesitation, Ives finally did not turn around and leave, and now the temptation of "Natal Shot" was too great for him.
"Well, how much do you have to pay?"
Ives said word for word, no matter what time it is, there is always no way to make people feel happy.
"That's right.
If you just need to practice with a fixed target, one hour, 12 blank rounds of lead ammunition, 1 gold coin.
If you need a bigger field, you can be assigned to the Royal Hunting Ground for an hour, 6 empty rounds of lead ammunition, and the same 1 gold coin.
And also...... No counteroffer!"
The black-robed man continued to bang on the table and said casually.
"It looks like the guards stole it."
Avis was guilty of scolding, but was the price of 1 gold coin a bit too high?
What's the matter, it's just 1 gold coin, or is it an empty bag? It's even more shameless than that milk oatmeal.
"So when can we start?"
After thinking for a moment, Ives tried to be as calm as he could.
"Anytime. The black-robed man stopped tapping his fingers, then crossed his hands and continued. "I would venture to ask if you have your own firearms. ”
"Well, don't you provide guns here? You bring your own guns, so how do you pair the bullets? As far as I know, different models of guns should have different bullet calibers. ”
Avis asked in surprise.
Isn't that the same as going to a restaurant and not providing utensils?
I'll just say, Monique still needs a price authority, oh no, the industrial and commercial authority.
"It seems that Your Excellency is indeed proficient in firearms. The black-robed man replied emotionlessly. "If you need us to equip you with a gun, the price may be a little higher. After all, it is now forbidden for civilians to make their own guns in the entire territory of the Jaya Empire. ”
Alas, don't you have to add money, it would be nice to say no earlier!
If it weren't for the plea, Ives would have turned around and left by now.
If you don't get it right, you will find a relevant agency to report this black-hearted shop.
"You can think again. The black-robed man slowed down and said softly. "I know a good businessman. He probably has something very good to sell there. If you are interested, you can go to Xicheng District to find a person called 'Old Handkerchief' and inquire, and say that it was introduced by 'Deer Hall'. ”
Is there a one-stop, a black industry chain, and a circular ecology formed by digging into the corners of the palace? Isn't this group of people a little too bold?
"He's got a good gun?"
Avis pretended not to understand and asked tentatively.
"It's even better than you think. ”
The black-robed man remained silent, his hands interlaced.
"So how do you get to the driving range here? I've been here all the time, so I can't run for nothing. At the very least, let me see the environment. ”
Ives said with the mentality that thieves do not go empty. Since you're here, you can't just do nothing, just leave.
The black-robed man finally made a move again, put down his interlaced hands, and took off his hat smoothly, revealing an extremely ordinary face.
"You have a point, sir. So in this case, I'll take you two to the venue now. If you are fortunate enough and think it is appropriate, you can move on to the next step of the discussion. ”
The black-robed man continued to speak expressionlessly.
Rough skin, thin body, eyes that can't be opened, and unhealthy brown messy hair. Just like the average middle-aged rural household near the Chaya Empire, it is unremarkable.
Ives couldn't figure out how such a guy who obviously didn't look like a royal palace nobleman could operate such a business that could directly connect with the noble circle, and even enter the royal hunting grounds.
"Okay. Then I'll take your time to come out. We were short on time and if it was a long way off, I could consider hiring a carriage. ”
Avis, who still didn't have a complete trust, said tentatively, wanting to see if this black-robed man dared to show his head in broad daylight.
In any case, the current state of affairs, no matter how you look at it, is more like a hoax.
"If you don't mind, I've got a quicker way. ”
At this time, the black-robed man walked out of the table, came to Avis, and then said after a deep bow.
Before Avis could react, the black-robed man turned around and came to a corner of the dimly lit room.
I saw the black-robed man suddenly stretch out his hands, grope in front of him with his thin fingers, and then chanted words in his mouth.
It's just a moment, and I only heard the black-robed man shouting "open"!
A large star coin pattern appeared in the open space of the room, and the blue lines shone on the floor, slowly rotating like water waves.
"My God!Magic Teleportation Array!, and it's a level 5 magic that has reached at least the Golden Realm level. ”
Avis was shocked by the scene that happened in front of him, and he never thought that this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man would be a magician who had at least reached the golden realm.
Thinking of the old man Dulu he had just met recently, his Lev mentor, and the "Viper" national teacher who was always on guard, and then seeing this ordinary middle-aged man, Ives was instantly messy.
Isn't it so unusual for magicians to be these days?
Are the magicians of the Golden Realm already running all over the ground?