"It's so prosperous. As the chariot slowly moved through the streets, Elizabeth had froze.

The commercial atmosphere in Fritz is strong, and there are vendors selling goods on both sides. Under the warm and polite appearance, there is a heart that vows to take advantage of the stupid and rich guests to gather from all over the world and slaughter a fat year.

What I saw and heard for a while was full of bustling business.

Although Elizabeth lived longer than everyone present, her experience was pitifully short. Where have I seen this kind of fireworks in the world, and I don't even know where to put my eyes.

"What's that?"

"Most of them should be local specialties, after all, it is difficult to attract other things to the outside world......" Anne said absent-mindedly before looking in the direction she was pointing.

"Huh?" the half-elf's face turned red.

At first glance, it looks like a ready-to-wear stall, and there are indeed a lot of colorful and bright clothes hanging on the shelves. But all of them are pitifully few materials, and at first glance they look more like strips of cloth, and the intention is self-evident.

The stall owner has a big mole on his face, and he is vividly displaying his wares. attracted a group of dog-like guests, all of whom looked very obscene.

"What a genius!" the lord laughed like a cannonball.

He placed the statue of the cat's head beside Anne and said, "I'm going to see Master Dupont." He jumped out of the car directly with two entourages and Sinclair.

During the coronation, the city of Crispis had already issued a ban on air.

This kind of ban is not achieved by magic, and it is simply not practical to impose a magic ban that can cover the entire city.

Rather, it is purely to restrain people with order - as long as there is no problem with the brain, guests from all over the world will give the Pompeii royal family this face.

Richard, of course, was not prepared to break the rules, so he chose to walk. At the roadside stall, he bought a large handful of sizzling crispy skewers for two silver coins, and shared the spoils with Gunther and Sinclair, and walked while gnawing on them.

Carlos, blushing, quietly left the team alone with a bag of gold coins, shouldering the task of going to the ready-to-wear stall to buy for his lord.

When the meat skewers were finished, they just walked outside the ordinary small building of Du Peng.

Before they could knock on the door, a fresh breeze had opened the door for them.

"Master, long time no see. Richard's lips were oily, "I didn't even have time to eat, so I came to see you." ”

"Grandpon Dupont. Sinclair rarely looked very well-behaved, and bowed slightly.

Gunther followed, and the already small living room suddenly became even more cramped. A mouth burps full, and the rich spices mixed with the smell of barbecue linger for a long time.

"Little girl, are you still used to living in Alpine Castle?" the fat old man asked directly at Sinclaire without bothering to glance at Richard.

"I'm used to it, and I'm trying to learn swordsmanship from my teacher. The little lion nodded.

"Master, didn't you say you were going to introduce me to a distinguished guest about the Dragon Knight, people?" the lord eagerly glanced at the meeting room, regretfully empty.

"Don't be in a hurry, I'll make an appointment with them for the evening. Dupont motioned for each of them to find a seat, "But I heard that you killed the three Titans and brought their heads back?"

"yes. Richard tried to pull out of the ring, but Du Pon hurriedly stopped him, he didn't want to make his living room bloody.

"I also want to ask you this time, the bones of the Titan should be a good alchemy material, right?" the lord thought about making a few alchemy props.

Last time, the core of the Bex fortress was desperately slow to work, claiming to strengthen the castle, but months have passed without results.

This time, no matter what, I have to get a few powerful pieces to be worthy of the identity of the Titan.

"As the most powerful magical creature ever created, the Titan skeleton undoubtedly contains a very powerful elemental power, and of course it is an excellent alchemical material. Du Peng's chubby face showed a little embarrassment, "But ......"

"OEM fee? ”

"It's not about the money. The fat old man couldn't laugh or cry, "but because of ......"

A strange and old voice replied for him: "For not using the bones of intelligent beings as material is one of the basic principles of alchemy, which involves certain ethical issues. ”

The little man, wrapped tightly in a black cloak, walked through the door into Dupont's parlor.

Sinclair, who had been distracted, suddenly raised her head in disbelief when she heard this voice, and her eyes stared at him without blinking.

"I see. Richard's face was full of convincing, and he thought to himself that this was not pure.

The top-level demonic beasts all have wisdom that is not inferior to that of humans, and the fire demon encountered in the molten lake below can even spell out words in the air with the fire element, and the grammatical accuracy is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Since they can think and have feelings, why are they not intelligent beings? When it should be used as alchemy material, no one hesitated.

"Master, forgive me for being uninvited. ”

"You don't have to be so polite. The obscure and powerful elemental fluctuations in the other party earned him the respect of Dupont

The little man slowly unbuckled his cloak, revealing a well-dressed tuxedo and a slightly contradictory-looking face. The sharp-beaked monkey's gills appear peaceful and intelligent, with a shiny brown tail behind him.

Richard had a bit of research on the orc lineage, and recognized him as an otter at a glance.

At this moment, he was looking at Sinclair with extremely complicated eyes, "Little Lion, it's really you, and I'm relieved that you're still safe." ”

"Igne!" Sinclair's eyes turned red at once, and his mouth was half-open like a fish suffocating from water.

"Why!" her chest rose and fell violently, and large tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, "Why did you murder your father with Warwick!"

"Alas. "Obviously he is obviously a strong man, but at this moment, Igene seems to be extremely helpless in the face of an ordinary girl's questioning, and at first glance he is a person with a story.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but we really ...... I really have to do it......"

"Liar!" Sinclair screamed and stood up sharply, about to draw her sword, when a pale blue halo fell on her head, causing her to collapse and pass out in her seat.

The eyes of the Great Shaman of Igene and Richard turned to Dupon at the same time, and for their level, the source of the spell was as obvious as a street lamp at night.

"Why do you look at me like that?" the fat old man shrugged, his face full of innocence, "the Sleep Charm, a completely harmless ploy for health. ”

"You must be Lord Richard of Alpine Castle, right?" asked Igene suddenly.

"That's right. ”

"Great, I had something to ask you about as well. ”