"It's been dealt with almost, but there are two more troubles, the buyer has always bitten the price and refused to let go, I am sending someone to negotiate with them, and it is estimated that there will be good news in a while."

Lenwell looked respectful, but there was still a bit of pride in his eyes, he always wanted to prove that in addition to his magical talent, he was also a good family manager, so in this real estate disposal, he had done as perfect as possible, in just one day, he disposed of five properties worth more than 180,000 gold coins, and in such an urgent situation, he still did not let the family suffer too much loss.

In Cromwell's mind, even if his father did it himself, it would be difficult to do better than him.

"Idiot!" But what was waiting for him was the angry roar of old Merlin, the wine glass in the old man's hand fell to the floor again, and in the sound of rapid breathing, the fingers pointing at Cromwell were trembling slightly: "Who asked you to negotiate with them?" Who gave you the right to negotiate with them? Do you know that this is a major matter related to the life and death of the Merlin family! In such a thing, you still dare to make a claim, do you still take me, an old man, in your eyes? ”

"Father......" Cromwell was completely stunned, and old Merlin's anger, like a stick in the dark, completely blinded Cromwell, and for a while grievances came to his heart, and he just stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

"Hey......" After all, he is his own son, after scolding his head and face, Matthews's anger has also disappeared a little, and the old man sighed a little helplessly: "Why don't you think about it, if it weren't for the tight time, how could I sell the property in the center of the city?" Do you think that our Merlin family will still be short of money? What we're missing now is time! The time left for us is really too short, only two days, and in two days the thirty bottles of Arcane Elixir will start the auction, if only a few days later, so that I can deal with a few more properties, so that when the auction is held, the odds will be greater......"

"But ......" Cromwell didn't expect that Old Merlin would make such a big determination this time: "These thirty bottles of arcane potions are really so important to our Merlin family?" Even without these potions, we already have forty magicians above level five, such a strength, except for the Magic Guild, no one can match Garros, why do we still have to fight desperately for these thirty bottles of arcane elixir? ”

"Hmph......" Old Merlin rolled his eyes, looking at Cromwell's gaze with a bit of anger that hated iron and steel: "I told you not to get so close to those old guys in the family, why didn't you listen?" Look at what they've taught you, these rat-eyed things...... Forty magicians of level 5 and above...... It's just beautiful to look at! With these thirty bottles of arcane potions, we will have seventy true magicians, not ridiculous magic apprentices! ”

Speaking of this, there was a hint of murderous intent in Old Merlin's eyes: "And have you thought about it, if these arcane elixirs fall into the hands of other families, what will happen to the Merlin family?" ”

Old Merlin's words made Cromwell fall into deep thought, he stood there blankly, savoring the meaning of his father's words, Cromwell was not an idiot, after a while, he began to gradually grasp the key to the words, for a while, Cromwell only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he felt that his throat was unusually dry: "You...... You mean...... The status of the Merlin family...... will be ...... Replaced by other forces? ”

"Yes." The expression on Old Merlin's face was a little heavy: "These thirty bottles of arcane potions may be an opportunity or a disaster for the Merlin family......"

"I understand Father!"

"In the past two days, in addition to disposing of the property as soon as possible, it is best to go to the Magic Guild more, if you can ask the origin of this batch of arcane potions, it is naturally great, even if you can't ask, you must first have a good relationship with the Magic Guild, this time, I am afraid they really dug up a potion master, when you go, bring those fourteenth-level spells in the family, Grean should be able to understand what I mean......" Old Merlin's voice sounded a little lost: "From now on, The Magic Guild is no longer the same as it used to be......"

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

"Wait......" Cromwell was about to go out, but old Merlin stopped him again: "I seem to have heard a few days ago that you had some unpleasant trouble with the Magic Guild because of a young magician?" ”

"This thing...... I can explain this matter...... "What he did behind his back was exposed by Old Merlin on the spot, and Cromwell couldn't help but be a little flustered.

"How much do you know about that young magician?" Judging from the look on Old Merlin's face, there was not much blame.

"Know." Cromwell was a little relieved, and then he spoke: "This magician's name is Ferrey, I met him when I was in the Luoyue Mountains, when he encountered a two-legged wyvern, I rescued him, but this person is not only ungrateful, but also repeatedly wants to deal with me, and then I heard that he joined the Magic Guild, so I want Gray's to teach him a lesson......"

"How's the strength?"

"About level six."

"It's just a little person who doesn't matter." Old Merlin shook his head: "You are wrong, you are wrong, you shouldn't let Grean know, you go this time, try to win him over first, if you can't win him over, you ......"

As he spoke, his wizened fingers ran under his neck and made a gesture of killing.

"Remember, if you want to do it, you have to do it cleanly."

"Understood!"

Although he was scolded, but when he left the old Merlin's study, Cromwell's mood was very happy, and he could only do small actions in secret, but he unexpectedly got the approval of the old Merlin, which was definitely more important to Cromwell than anything else, with the support of the strong power of the Merlin family, killing a down-and-out low-level magician was easier than pinching an ant to death.

As for trying to woo ...... Cromwell didn't even think about this kind of thing, as long as he took out those fourteenth-level spells, even Grean had to look at him differently, what was the need for him to win over a down-and-out low-level mage?