Chapter Twenty-Three: The Servant

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When he came to Thomas's shop, the door was still closed and he looked dilapidated, but Thomas seemed to know that Ma Xiaojun was coming, and his hoarse voice came from afar: "I seem to smell the aroma of wine." ”

Immediately after, the door opened automatically.

Ma Xiaojun knew that this Thomas was a magician, so he was naturally not surprised.

As expected, Thomas was drinking alone, the store was filled with the smell of rice wine, and when he saw Ma Xiaojun coming in, he showed a happy look on his face: "You are finally here, I am worried, what to do when this last jar is drunk." ”

"I don't think you'll have to worry about it anymore." Ma Xiaojun glanced at the crowded space in the store, "But I'm afraid you won't be able to put so much wine here." ”

"Haha, come with me." Thomas stood up and led Ma Xiaojun into the depths of the store, to a bookshelf. With a slight push, the mechanism was triggered, revealing a hole under the bookshelf.

Following Thomas, he climbed down the ladder at the entrance of the cave.

Thomas snapped his fingers, the darkness gradually receded, and the cave was bright, an underground space of more than thirty square meters, cold and dry.

"This is my wine cellar. It's a pity that I don't have a jar of wine now, and since I drank my daughter's red that year, I haven't had any kind of wine in my cellar. ”

Ma Xiaojun couldn't help but be moved, and asked himself if he was a lover of wine, but compared with Thomas, it was 188,000 miles behind; Taking out the Star of the Sea, more than a dozen cases of wine appeared in the cellar with a thought.

"From now on, there will be an endless amount of daughter red here!"

Thomas was overjoyed, took out a bottle and opened it, took a sip, and exclaimed, "This wineβ€”"

Ma Xiaojun looked at the strange expression on Thomas's face, and he was not sure in his heart, could it be that Thomas likes to drink inferior wine, and he is not used to drinking high-end wine? If that's the case, it's self-defeating.

"This wine, only this bottle tastes like this, or will it be all this wine in the future?" Thomas suddenly asked a very strange question.

"Well, if you don't like it..."

"Please answer my question!" Thomas looked very serious, raised the wine bottle high, saw that Ma Xiaojun didn't understand what he meant, sighed, and said: "If this bottle is the only one, I will drop it, so as not to spoil this mouth and never look down on other wine!" ”

"Unfortunately, I've already tasted it, and I won't feel the same way when I drink anything else. Ma, you shouldn't have brought me this bottle of wine. Thomas suddenly became very depressed, like a child who had lost a toy.

Ma Xiaojun smiled dumbly.

"The wine here tastes like this! And I promise you that all the wine I bring in the future will taste like this! ”

"Really?" Thomas was overjoyed, took back his raised hand, and carefully held the bottle in his arms, "Ma, I don't know how to express my current feelings, no matter what, you have given me a new lease of life." ”

What an interesting person, Ma Xiaojun thought silently.

However, Thomas's next move greatly surprised Ma Xiaojun.

Thomas suddenly fell to his knees, prostrate himself in front of him, and quickly recited a large incantation that he did not understand.

"Thomas, what are you doing here?" Ma Xiaojun stretched out his hand to help, but he couldn't help him, Thomas was stuck to the ground like a stone statue, and he didn't even move.

After a long time, Thomas finally stood up, bowed to Ma Xiaojun, and said respectfully: "Master." ”

Master? Ma Xiaojun doesn't know what Thomas is making trouble about!

"Thomas, what the hell is going on with you?"

"For forty-eight years, I've lived like the walking dead. Master, it is your arrival that has given me a new lease of life, and as a token of my gratitude and respect, I am willing to be your most faithful servant! Thomas said earnestly.

"But I don't want to, Thomas, I'm bringing wine mainly to trade some magic scrolls with you, so you don't have to do it, that's the end of it, don't call me master anymore." Of course Ma Xiaojun would not agree, he had an extra servant for no reason, and he panicked awkwardly.

"No, master." Thomas explained, "I have just established a master-servant contract between you and me, and if I break the contract, I will die because of the revolt!" ”

"So serious?" Ma Xiaojun was taken aback, "Then I'm going to fire you, okay?" ”

"Yes, yes, but I'm going to die too." Thomas said.

I'll go, what kind of contract is this, it's too domineering, Ma Xiaojun is very skeptical that Thomas is telling the truth, but this thing can't be tried, if it's true, then it's over!

"Okay, okay, just be happy. But since I'm the master, do you have to listen to me? ”

"Of course, my esteemed master."

"Okay, I'll make a rule now, you can't call me master in the future, don't follow me without my permission, make more magic scrolls here."

"Yes, my esteemed horse." Thomas nodded respectfully.

Ma Xiaojun shrugged, feeling that what he said was the same as not saying it, forget it so much, go up and pick out some useful magic scrolls first, and no matter what kind of gamble Tan Yong wants to open at that time, he will be prepared.

"Thomas, which scroll do you have here?" Coming to the shelf, Ma Xiaojun asked Thomas, who was following him.

"It's all pretty much the same, all of them are rudimentary magic scrolls." Thomas replied.

"Is there a beginner or advanced level for this magic scroll?" Ma Xiaojun asked.

"Yes, there are three types: elementary, intermediate, and advanced, if the master needs it, I can make a batch of intermediate magic scrolls, but it will take time." Thomas said that he didn't bother making scrolls because there weren't many people here.

"Will you make that high-grade magic scroll?"

"No, in fact, even the Grand Magus may not be able to make high-level magic scrolls."

From Thomas's mouth, Ma Xiaojun has a general understanding of the level of some magicians, for example, this Thomas is a great magician, one level lower than the magician, originally like his level can also make the most basic magic scrolls, but Thomas said that he has a unique talent for making scrolls since he was a child, so he can also make some intermediate magic scrolls, but it takes longer.

Now Thomas respects Ma Xiaojun as the main one, claiming that all these scrolls are dedicated to him, and Ma Xiaojun sees that they are full of dust on the shelves, and adheres to the principle of making the best use of things, so he is not polite, and simply packs all the hundreds of scrolls here into the Ocean Star.

Before leaving, Thomas handed Ma Xiaojun a small black bead with a round hole in the middle, which looked like a Buddha bead. Thomas said that this is called the sound bead, and he has another one on his body, which is paired, so that no matter how far apart, as long as he speaks to the hole of the bead, the other party can hear it.

"Dear horse, you can contact me for anything, Thomas is always ready to help you."

Isn't that too rebellious? If this thing can be popularized on the earth, then what fruit brand mobile phones, what mobile Unicom, won't they all have to go out of business?

It's a pity that Thomas said that he only had a pair of this thing, and it was quite a chance to get it.