"100,000 gold shields, 20 low-level magic items, and 10 mid-level magic items, which can be exchanged for a thorn necklace."

Modrian's lion opening shocked Veblen and Bayer, and they all looked incredulous, especially the goblin, whose face suddenly changed drastically, and his thin arm trembled and pointed at Modrian.

"It's just a high-level magic item, Knight Modrian, and your offer is a bit unkind." Bayer whispered, looking at Modrian's eyes with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Kind? High-tier magic items? Modrian watched Bayer's performance with interest, and his acting skills were indeed much better than Angela's, but unfortunately, he was not a fool.

"Lord Veblen, as a high-level alchemist, can you tell me for sure that this thorn necklace is really a high-level magic item?"

After hearing Modrian's name, a trace of panic flashed in Veblen's narrow and treacherous eyes, and his thin arm slowly lowered, and he glared angrily at Bayer beside him.

This old guy's intelligence is really unreliable, a pioneer knight who has no concept of alchemical items? Now others have found out that they are fooling each other.

"Low-level magic items!" Veblen said in an unwilling tone, his green face full of irritation.

"Lord Bayer, you see, now that I can confirm that the Thorn Necklace is a low-level magic item, then my previous offer can be understood, right?" Modrian sat back in the wooden chair, fiddling with the dark green necklace in his hands.

"But your offer is still too high, far more than a low-level magical item." Veblen said in a low voice, after all, he was no longer as high as before.

"10,000 gold guilders, 10 low-level magic items, 5 mid-level magic items, this is the price of our Rivodin blacksmith shop."

"You should be well aware that the Thorn Necklace belongs to the Geoffrey family, and I think that in the entire northern part of the kingdom, except for us, basically no one will take the Thorn Necklace from you."

Modrian was indifferent, playing with the dark green necklace in his hand, he knew that what Veblen said had some truth, but this was not a chaotic time, the Iron Thorn Cavalry Legion sent by the Geoffrey family before was already the maximum strength.

If you want to get the thorn necklace from him, unless it is a person above the rank of knight, but those are the existence of the suppression background, how can you move easily.

And Modrian believes in the strength of Darius, at that time, he will not necessarily be afraid of the Geoffrey family, maybe Fort Dig was not only Darius a knight captain at that time.

"Coupled with the friendship of the Wodin Blacksmith in the city of Edalas, when the Jeffrey family is in trouble, I will give priority to providing weapons and equipment for Fort Wow." Bayer interjected suddenly, staring at the Thorn Necklace with fiery eyes.

If he can get the Thorn Necklace today, even if it won't be in his hands in the end, he will have time to experience the power of the Thorn Aura and take a solid half-step, or even a step, on the path to the Knight Chief.

"I'm sorry, I don't need the friendship of the Rivoldine blacksmith, I just need a gold shield and magic items." Modrian ignored Bayer's suddenly annoyed face and spoke slowly.

"10,000 gold shields, 20 low-level magic items, 10 mid-level magic items, this is my last reserve price, if you can't accept it, then I'm sorry."

The development of Fort Dig is trapped by the lack of the Golden Shield, and the magic items are for the summoning of the system, and he needs to summon more heroes.

Although Modrian has established himself in the north of the kingdom after the Battle of the Aaronse Hills, everything must be looked to the future, because no one knows what will happen in the future.

"Modrian Knight, you have to think about it, it's the Jeffrey family, and the friendship of our Reverdin blacksmith is not so easy to get!" Veblen's tone was low, the gorgeous robe was windless, and there was a faint spiritual force pressing towards Modrian.

"Huh?" Modrian's brow furrowed slightly, and he looked intently at Bayer and Veblen, his face cold. "You guys, you seem to have forgotten what this place is?"

"This is my Fort Vovo, not your Rivoldine blacksmith!"

The shadows suddenly shrouded, the smell of fear descended in the depths of the soul, Bayer and Veblen turned their heads to look behind them with stiff faces, and a large burly figure stood at the door of the council hall at some point, with a cold murderous intent on their ugly faces.

"I ..... If you think about it, there are a lot of formalities involved in moving so much money and goods. Bayer stammered, and the Veblen goblin was even more unbearable, and could no longer speak.

"Don't think about it, the Harriman family accepts your price."

In the meeting hall, a voice with a light voice sounded, and Modrian looked up, and the familiar brown-haired young man approached.

"I didn't expect to see you again, Modrian, maybe it's time to add a title, Modrian Knight, how about it?" Lambert still sat unscrupulously in the wooden chair and quipped at Modrian.

"To the surprise of many, I, the outcast, have defeated the glory of the Jeffrey family, the Iron Thorn Cavalry Legion." Modrian smiled and nodded to the old man behind Lambert.

"Butler Atley, it's an honor to see you again!"

"Knight Modrian, you're welcome, your name is spreading in the north of the kingdom right now." Butler Atley bowed and said.

Lambert, who was on the side, seemed to be unable to stand the hypocrisy between the two, and directly interrupted: "How is it? 10,000 gold shields, 20 low-level magic items, 10 medium-level magic items, in exchange for the Thorn Necklace, I accept your price. ”

"Absolutely!" Modrian shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, then tossed the thorn necklace in his hand to Lambert.

"Don't try it here, the Thorn Necklace can easily drain the life energy in the knight's body."

"Really?" Lambert toyed with the thorn necklace a few times, then handed it to Atley Butler at his side. "Aren't you afraid that if I don't give you anything, I will directly give the thorn necklace to greedy ink?"

"I believe in the reputation of the Harriman family!" Modrian said respectfully to Lambert and Butler Atley.

"Humph!"

The embarrassed Rifotine blacksmith looked ugly, glanced at Modrian and Lambert, and finally left the place in a huff.

The two who didn't care about leaving, Lambert pouted at Modrian, looking a little funny, it seemed to look down on Bayer and Veblen, and the same is true, competing for wealth in the north of the kingdom, but no one side can compete with the Harriman family.