Chapter 167: Dark Tide Surging (3)

"This is ......," Ax asked, looking at the new boy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Taylor, you can call me Taylor." Compared to Jean and Ron, this teenager feels a lot more free and easy for Aix.

"So, what is your background, the nephew of the Lord Chancellor? Or a nephew? Aix asked, smiling.

"Neither, I don't have anything to do with the justice."

"Oh?" This aroused the interest of Aix, who had nothing to do with the Chief Justice, but was able to sit here, either with great ability, or ......

"Could it be that the Chancellor of Pompeii has a daughter who happens to have a crush on you?"

"......" Taylor was speechless, there were many speculations about himself, and some people even said that he was the illegitimate son of the justice, but it was the first time he heard the idea of ascending to the throne by nepotism, because everyone in Pompeii knew that the justice had no daughter.

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Ax looked at the other party's embarrassed appearance, and knew that he had guessed wrong, so he immediately said with a smile.

"Three, I don't know what you're doing here, but you're not here to talk to me!" Aix no longer bothered with Taylor's topic, and looked at the three teenagers who were also famous in Pompeii and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that I want to see what it's like to be praised by so many heroes." Taylor seemed to want revenge, and said in disappointment, as if to say that it was better to meet than to be famous.

"Now that I've seen it, how is it, isn't it handsome?" Aix didn't feel cheeky and said: "I don't know if there are a few sisters of the right age in the family, don't worry, I will never discriminate against people who rely on nepotism." ”

Hearing Aix's self-evaluation, the three of them sweated together, as nobles, such shameless people, in the years before them, it is estimated that they have not seen it.

"By the way, this is Casey, I also heard a few days ago, you seem to be going to trade in Pompeii, if you need any help, you can come to me." Jean was the first to get back to business.

"No, we're just going to buy some in-demand supplies, and of course, if you know a merchant who can get a 50% discount on everything, that's a big help."

"I really don't know this kind of businessman." Jean was stunned by Aix's words, and Ax really dared to open his mouth when he gave a five-fold discount, this kind of businessman is estimated to have gone bankrupt a long time ago.

"Alas, what a pity." Aix's face was full of regret, as if he had just had great expectations.

"I've never seen the kind of businessman you're talking about, and to be honest, I want to encounter this kind of good thing. However, I do know some merchants who have a very wide range of goods, and some rare materials can be found. Jean recommended again.

"Rare things, I heard that the dragon scales of the ancient dragon are good, I don't know if the trading house you mentioned has inventory, if there is, we want them all, the price is easy to say." Aix said haughtily, and looked impatient, eager to immediately pull Jean to the shop he was talking about.

Jean was speechless again, the dragon scales of the ancient dragon, he really dared to speak, everyone needed that kind of thing, but how many dragon scales can exist, not to mention the dragon scales of the ancient dragon.

At this time, no matter how stupid the three teenagers were, they also knew that Ax was not sincere at all, so they were talking so much and making some unrealistic demands, which was completely to amuse them.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then, after a few more idle words, they left one after another. However, Taylor whispered a few words in Aix's ear before leaving.

After the three of them left, Casey finally couldn't help it, and asked Aix: "Why did you do that just now, they obviously want to befriend you, and then our activities in Pompeii will be much more convenient, and you are talking nonsense about dragon scales or something." You ......"

Under Aix's flat eyes, Casey shut up again, only muttering a few words in his mouth, but no one could hear him.

"Do you think they're really that sincere?"

"Isn't this called sincerity, maybe you just came to Pompeii, and you don't know much about this place, but the three people just now are the heirs of the consul, the general and the chancellor." Casey still wanted to argue.

"But, at least they are not yet, maybe in your eyes, these people are already big names in Pompeii, but that is when you only represent yourself, but don't forget, you are standing behind me now, representing the land of voodoo, when will the land of voodoo be reduced to the point of talking to some bullshit heir."

Hearing Aix's explanation, Casey was already sweating profusely, and finally knew where she was wrong, and it turned out that she had put herself in the wrong place in the first place.

"So what do we do now?" Casey was completely out of ideas, waiting for Ax to come up with an idea.

"Of course I'm waiting for them to come, are you still waiting for me to find them?" Ax rolled his eyes and said, and then, no longer paying attention to Casey, but looking at those dancing, especially those young ladies and ladies, wishing to be able to see through their clothes, however, most of the beauties here were not wearing much, and even a few of them had already eyebrowled with Aix, but they seemed to be afraid of something, and no one dared to come.

Kleist had no experience with such a scene, and even under the gaze of several bold noblewomen, his face was as red as a monkey's ass.

"Aix, if there's nothing going on, can I go back first, I won't be able to help by staying here anyway." Kleist said profusely sweating.

"Don't be so nervous, who said it was none of your business, in a while, I will all depend on your help. Moreover, this is also an experience, being looked at a few times by a few sluts, just like that, what can happen in the future. With a wave of his hand, Ax vetoed Kleist's request.

"How many, are you from the eastern part of the Storm Plains?" Just as Ax and a shy young lady were eye-to-eye, an old voice sounded behind him, and then Ax saw a thin old man standing not far from him.

Looking at the old man behind him, Ax could clearly feel that there was no trace of magic fluctuations on the other party's body, and the clothes on his body were not very gorgeous, the only thing that attracted Aix's attention was a scimitar on the old man's waist, a scimitar that was obviously in the style of the grassland. That scimitar was not a treasure, and even slashing people could not necessarily be hacked to death, and the reason why it attracted Aix's attention was only because it represented the identity of the old man. (To be continued.) )