With a mysterious smile, Adams proudly opens his purse to show Reyna and Hilton what he has gained.

Thirteen glittering gold lonnies.

"Oh my God, Adams, how did you do that?"

He looked at Reina, who had an O-shaped mouth, with satisfaction, revealing an unfathomable expression.

The alchemist looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously, although the new income could support him to do more research, which would help him quickly solve the secrets of the gargoyle. But remembering what Adams had done to him in the tavern before, Hilton couldn't help but feel a spirit.

The alchemist dragged Adams by the corner of his coat and pulled him to the corner of the room, and he nervously checked whether there were any holes in the surrounding walls before he asked the confused Adams, "Tell me honestly, did you rob this money?" ”

With a black thread, Adams cried out that he had been wronged, and he had to convince the alchemist that it was a wealth that he had earned through hard work.

He handed over the ten gold coins in his money bag to the alchemist, and the magic technique was the first productive force.

Adams thought about it, and the next place he planned to go was the Chamber of Commerce and the Warrior Guild.

He thought that his father had been the vice president of a chamber of commerce, and that he had cooperated with the local chamber of commerce in Marienburg, and perhaps he could learn some useful clues about his father from the chamber of commerce in Marienburg.

And there are two reasons to go to the fighters' union.

One is that he is not familiar enough with the professions and levels in this world, and it is necessary for him to learn the corresponding knowledge.

Second, his identity as a necromancer cannot be easily revealed, and getting a certification badge from the Warrior Guild can cover up for himself to some extent.

......

"Aesop Chamber of Commerce?", the employee at the counter showed a puzzled expression, "Wait a minute, I'll go ask our steward." ”

Medams sat at the counter of the Chamber of Commerce, flipping through the Chamber's catalog, and he flipped the book to the section on weapons and examined it carefully.

Ever since he saw the Black Knight's magic sword, Adams had been obsessed with such items.

If it weren't for the shield attached to the magic sword that blocked the three attacks of the Ice Monster that day, our heroic "Chosen Warrior" would have died long ago.

"Demon Breaking Sword", an ordinary treasure, the sword body is made of Mithril, and it comes with the alchemist's magic breaking spell, which can cause significant damage to ghost-like monsters.

He moved his gaze to the column that indicated the price, and then couldn't help but sigh, "Thirty gold lonnies", this is too expensive, right?

We can't afford it, but it's okay to take a look. With this thought of comforting himself, Adams continued to look down.

"Aurora Sword", a fine treasure, the sword body is made of a mixture of gold essence, mythril, meteorite iron and other precious materials, and the dwarven master craftsman engraves magic runes for it, with sharp, swift, paralyzing special effects, the price: two hundred gold lonnies.

I made it, Adams stuck out his tongue, losing the desire to continue.

Ya, at that time, the weak "vulture" should have been intercepted, and judging by the size of the small cargo box in his arms, at least two or three thousand gold coins must be contained.

Thinking of this, Adams slammed the table in annoyance.

The waiter, who had been watching the guest from afar, hurriedly walked over, and he looked at the dazzling list of goods and showed a flattering smile.

I can't see that this is a big customer, and my rebate this time should be very generous.

Thinking like this, he tried his best to squeeze out the most gentle and beautiful voice in Shengping, "This customer master, which treasure have you chosen?"

Adams was really eager to buy a Noble Phantasm, and his little dagger did hold him back a lot of the time, so he flipped back to the first page of the weapons catalogue and pointed to the fifth item on it.

"I want this. ”

"Steel Sword", made of stainless steel, two silver coins.

The clerk's face twitched visibly, but in the spirit of his work ethic, he resisted the urge to scold.

......

The chamber of commerce's steward finally arrived, beckoning to Adams and leading him to his office.

The big-bellied businessman scratched his chin in anguish, not knowing how to tell the young man in front of him about what had happened not long ago.

"You say, you are Adams Wallen, the son of Viscount Wallen?"

"Yes," Adams nodded. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him expectantly, and it sounded like the other party knew his father.

The steward held his forehead, and he picked up a cigar with his right hand, and smoked it with a click, "I do know your father, in fact we used to work together, he is a true gentleman. ”

A light smoke ring was exhaled, but the merchant closed his mouth and fell silent, and the whole lounge fell into an inexplicable silence.

"Do you know the whereabouts of my father, who and I were separated from in the turmoil two years ago. The young man's face was pleading, and he didn't know what the middle-aged man sitting across from him meant.

"If you insist on listening, don't mention it to anyone after you're out," the merchant took another puff of his cigar, a faint smoke wafting out of his nose.

He leaned forward slightly, then lowered his voice and began to speak: "Just a month ago, Viscount Warren was arrested on charges of colluding with the party. ”

"This can't be," Adams stood up violently, "I know my father, he could never have colluded with the traitors, who smashed our house and killed several servants in the first place. ”

"Shhh ”

"Of course I know that Viscount Valen will not collude with the rebels," the merchant stared at Adams a little unhappily, "or I will tie you up and receive the bounty." ”

"That's what the hell is going on. Adams sat down in his chair again, his face not looking good.

"I don't know the specifics, but someone must have framed Viscount Valen", the merchant snuffed out his cigar and sighed heavily, "I only know that he is now locked up in the royal capital." ”

"Also, I advise you not to rush over now, it's just a trap," the merchant stood up from his seat, patting the dust off his coat, "Aesop will come to Marienburg next Saturday to hand over the goods to us. ”

"You know what I mean?" the merchant said with his slightly tired eyes, "Don't be impulsive, don't do anything stupid. ”

Then the middle-aged man gave an eviction order.

"Now it's time for you to go. ”