The Muse watched silently as the caravan lined up in a long queue waiting to enter the city of Deira, thinking what only he knew......

As one of the most noble families in Deira, the Newton family does not have to queue up to enter Deira like ordinary caravans.

The coachman who drove the carriage skillfully drove the carriage towards a small gate next to the city gate, and the city guards on duty at the city gate also simply let it go after seeing the Newton family coat of arms on the carriage.

But after the carriage drove into the city gate, the two men who were originally squatting beside the city gate dressed like guides saw the Newton family coat of arms on it and the face of the muse flashing in the car window, and their original scattered eyes instantly condensed, and even a trace of light could be seen.

But then their eyes became dilated again, as if nothing had happened just now. It was only a moment later that they seemed to have secured a deal, leading a man dressed as a merchant to disappear into the street......

Soon after the two men disappeared, a piece of news was reported through secret channels and sent to the upper echelons of the Brotherhood of Thieves - the heir of the Newton family, Muse Newton, the sister-in-law of Viscount Newton, entered the city of Draa in a carriage, followed by two guards, and according to observation, the carriage traveled in the direction of the business district......

"What do you think, bayonet?" in a room that was mostly dark, with the only light being the faint light of a dim oil lamp. A man whose face was half obscured by a very low hood, revealing only a chin with a horrible scar, placed the note he had just read on the oil lamp, and watched as the flame gradually licked upward, burning the note with the message.

The heavy darkness in the room was briefly dispelled by the light of the fire at the moment when the paper burned, and the layout of the room was faintly revealed, which was very simple as a wooden table, an oil lamp on it, and a few chairs around it.

And the person who had just spoken was sitting on one of the chairs, and the person he was asking was also casually sitting on the chair opposite him.

"What else can we do, that's not what we can do now......" A nonchalant voice came from under the equally drawn hood of the man called the bayonet.

"Hmph!" The man who spoke first snorted coldly, and then he turned his gaze to another chair next to him, "So, Shadow, do you have any ideas?"

But the chair he was looking at seemed to be empty, but then, in a slight twist, a humanoid shadow appeared on the chair, and the hoarse and gloomy voice sounded: "In the present situation, of course, the first thing is to test the details of the Newton family!"

"The Muse Newton who has appeared in Draa City now is a good breakthrough, it is reported that the high-level mage invited by the Newton family has taken him as an apprentice, then, we should be able to detect something in him......"

"Send a few good men to lead a team of people to test it, preferably ......"

“......”

As the notes burned out, the voices of the conspiracy in the dark room grew muffled......

And the muse in the carriage didn't know that there was a conspiracy against him secretly attacking, or even if he knew, he wouldn't care, after all, he had advanced to the second-order arcanist in his heyday, and he could use more spells and arcane than several times, and the number of spell slots he had also increased greatly.

And if the muse's arcanist level is converted to the mage level, he is already a tenth-level mid-level mage, and his actual combat power is several percent stronger than that of an ordinary tenth-level mage!

Not to mention the powerful amplification of Arcanist by Illya and Elijah as Concept Towers, and their various powerful perks can now take the Muse's strength to the next level!

If the Muses gain enough energy to activate their other abilities, their amplification of the Muses will be even stronger!

Now the muse has sufficient self-protection ability, as long as he does not encounter a legendary-level enemy, he has the confidence to retreat!

If he had the current strength when he encountered that elite berserk demon last time, Muse was confident that he would be able to tear it down into a lump of unknown objects with distinct skin, flesh, and bone in a short period of time, and it was guaranteed that there would be no waste!

And now, under the guidance of the Muse, the coachman in the carriage pulled the car firmly to the remote street where many shops for the profession were gathered, and to be precise, outside the Hack's Treasure Chest, the magic material store that the Muse had visited last time.

Jumping nimbly from the carriage and letting the two guards who had also turned over and dismount wait, the muse pushed open the door of the shop with unhurried steps.

This time, the owner of the store, Scott, did not seem to be in the store, only Stellin sat at the counter and read quietly, looking at the look of full attention, even the muse walked to the counter He did not react in the slightest, I am afraid that there have been no customers coming to the door before......

Da Da Da –

The muse knocked lightly on the counter, making a few loud sounds.

"Huh?" Sterling, immersed in the world of the book, raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and met the muse's gaze.

Realizing that a guest had come to the door, Sterling hurriedly stood up and said a slightly stiff words of hospitality: "Hello guest, may I ask what you need, this shop has all kinds of items that the most complete mages in Deira City need, and you will definitely be satisfied." ”

"Isn't the shopkeeper here, I have a big business to talk to him about, and you may not be able to decide this big business. The muse said in a deep voice.

"The shopkeeper is out for the time being, but don't worry, as a mage, I think I'll be able to decide most of the business in this shop. Sterling said in a slightly proud tone.

"Oh, is it?" said the muse, who took out a small cloth bag from his waist and tossed it lightly, drawing a perfect parabola and landing on the counter, sliding right in front of Sterling.

As the bag stopped, a sapphire burst out of the open mouth and shimmered blue on the counter.