Chapter 19: The Power of the Three Words of Dewell
Carefully bypassing a tombstone, Aragorn suddenly missed the demolition team in his previous life, the whole Tinder City looked completely unplanned, all kinds of tombstone tombstones were built everywhere without the slightest rule, even the road was not planned, and he could only pass through the tombs, and he had to pay attention to his feet, otherwise he would accidentally step on someone else's grave, Aragorn didn't want to offend a research house lich like Corimora who was caught on the experimental bench for dissection, if it was in a certain dynasty, Such buildings are illegal buildings and should have been forcibly demolished a long time ago. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When Aragorn passed between two burial mounds that were close together and only half a meter apart, and finally cleared the clouds and saw the sunny day, the trading area was not built in a haphazard manner like other places, if the streets were not walked by all kinds of undead, Aragorn would still think that he had returned to the Pusen plane, unlike all the cities in the Pusen plane, there were no restaurants, hotels, bars and inns here, because the undead didn't need this, the roads here were very normal bluestone paved, and there were all kinds of shops on both sides.
A short undead who only reached the waist of Aragorn stood by a stove and kept knocking on the fiery red fine iron, it seems that the shop where he is a weapon and armor shop, looking at his appearance, if he is not a child before his death, he is a dwarf, it seems that the dwarves' iron-striking skills before his death have been brought by this undead, I am afraid that he is one of the few blacksmiths in the plane of the dead, and it can be seen from the customers who come in and out of his shop that his skills in making weapons should be good, Aragorn thought that his Soul Purifying Blade should not be usable when he was still weak, and walked into the weapon and armor shop to pick out some weapons that he would be able to use.
Although the dwarven undead were striking iron, he still kept an eye on the situation in his shop, and when he saw Aragorn walking into his shop, he shouted: "Whose undead warrior is watching, don't let him destroy my shop, otherwise I will ask him to compensate me tenfold for my losses." ā
Aragorn choked on his feet, only to remember that he was still in the form of an undead warrior, and had not evolved, and the high-level undead in Tinder City were always used to raising a few low-level undead as coolies to summon, and Aragorn, who was still in the stage of undead warriors, was undoubtedly regarded as an ordinary undead warrior, and thought that whose coolie came to make trouble, so Aragorn said angrily to the dwarf: "I am here to buy equipment, not anyone's coolie." ā
"Bang Bang ......" The action of striking iron in the dwarf's hand changed, and the knock knocked on the edge of the fiery iron block and knocked the iron block away and fell on his head, but he didn't care, but stared at Aragorn non-stop, and the green soul fire looked extremely surprised through the skull: "I'll go, Pusen is on top, when will the undead warriors awaken their wisdom?" I bet you're definitely the only one, little brother! Don't mind what I just said, I thought ...... You know, undead warriors are not intelligent, and I thought you were like that. ā
The dwarf rubbed his hands, took the fiery red iron from his head and continued to put it on the desk to knock, his mouth kept explaining, and his embarrassing words were knotted, undoubtedly an undead with a very good temper: "Little brother, you are angry, I will give you a twenty percent discount on what you like, my Dalles's craftsmanship is famous for the entire undead plane, there must be something you like." ā
Aragorn is not Davier's unforgiving character, and he was not injured when he saw Dargon's fiery iron fall on top of his head, thinking that this is definitely an extremely powerful dwarf, but it is not an existence that Aragorn can offend, so Aragorn can only accept Darles's apology: "Do you have a scimitar or a one-handed sword here?" I need two, and the average one is not too good. ā
Now I just want to find a pair that can make do with the days when there are no weapons to use now, I already have the Soul Purifying Blade and the crystal sword that Dai Weier is going to give to him, there is no need to buy too good weapons here.
"Machete?" Dalles thought about it, there are too few professions that use scimitars and one-handed swords in the undead, and it seems that he has only fought so many and can't sell them, it seems that there is a chance to sell unsalable goods today: "You wait a minute, everyone uses scimitars relatively rarely, I have to find them for you." ā
"Okay." Aragorn also knew from Davier that the thief of this plane was simply his own, and the ranger didn't seem to have it, Aragorn originally planned to let Dalce customize, but he didn't expect Dalles to have inventory, and the ability to come to Dalles to do business was also unreliable, so he watched Dalles walk into the room behind the store.
After Dalles left, Aragorn had a chance to look at the other customers in the store, and he found that the customers in the store were also looking at him in amazement, and Aragorn knew at this moment that the original intelligent undead warrior was really a rare thing, no wonder Davier ran to play tricks on himself at the beginning and then picked himself up, Aragorn could only smile as kindly as possible at these onlookers who were not afraid of making a big deal, and it was not a happy thing to be visited as an animal in the zoo.
However, Aragorn still underestimated the customer's curiosity about the intelligent undead warriors, and a necromantic knight mixed with green flames stepped forward to Aragorn and asked, "Kid, are you an undead warrior?" Which adult came to Tinder City with you? Do you want to follow me? I'm covering you, this Tinder City, or this plane, everyone will definitely dare to bully you. ā
"Don't listen to him." Since someone took the lead in throwing an olive branch, others naturally refused to be left behind, the undead warrior with wisdom is a good treasure no matter how you look at it, even if you can't take it apart and study, you can study it without hurting its body and soul, there will always be a discovery: "Little friend, you still follow me, I'll go back and say to your family, your family will definitely give me face, by the way, who is your family?" ā
"Uh......" Aragorn was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect these people to treat themselves as tradable items, for a while Aragorn didn't know what to say, he should have let Dai Weier accompany him out, but Aragorn was not too embarrassed to trouble Dai Weier too much, but in this case, he thought that he had to move out of Dai Weier's name, hoping to calm these people: "My family is Mr. Dai Weier, and he said that he would cover me." ā
For a while, Aragorn felt the agility of the high-level professionals, just mentioned the word Davier, the customers disappeared from Aragorn's side in an instant as if they had encountered some flood beast, Aragorn didn't react, this shop was empty and only he was left, and he could still see the previous Necromantic Knight's running posture on the street from a distance, and again, Aragon appreciated the power of Davier.
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