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"Thank you, Mr. Freeman." After killing the culprit of the death of the director, Ronald's face relaxed slightly, and he nodded to Gordon and said solemnly.

"It's a gesture."

Ronald complied with the adventurer's terms and did not dispose of the mage out of revenge, but taught him to himself, and Gordon reciprocated by letting the other party complete his revenge after getting what he needed.

Adventurers are inherently high-risk professions, and if you are always immersed in the grief of the death of your companions and friends, and cannot move forward, then you are not suitable to be an adventurer at all. And that unstable mental state will also bring danger to himself and the rest of the team.

Ronald, as the captain, certainly understands this.

Reinvigorated, Ronald asked Sour Pear to gather together the loot he had gained from cleaning up the battlefield.

There are no broken armor and weapons, various potions, and other daily necessities, including food. All sorts of miscellaneous things gathered into a pile.

The halfling, who had an extraordinary sense of smell for money, glanced at the loot and said, "If these things are sold, they will be worth about forty gold coins." ”

Forty gold coins, that's pretty good. Many adventuring teams can earn ten gold coins for a single mission, which is considered a good harvest.

Comparatively speaking, it is not too easy for Gordon to earn a lot of gold coins while sitting at home and dispensing potions. No wonder there are almost no mages who join the party purely for money.

"But...... How do we bring so many things? The team dimension bag was filled with all kinds of supplies, and there was no room at all. The delicate priestess said suddenly.

Her words immediately extinguished the joy of everyone's harvest.

Originally, according to the plan, when the lucky coin team arrived at the noble district of their destination, half of the supplies in the dimensional bag were consumed, just enough to make room for the treasures they had found.

But now, this windfall has become a small burden.

Even in virtual games, developers will design elements such as "backpack grids" or "weight rate" to limit the player's ability to carry items, and in the real world, it is even more difficult to carry such a large number of things.

The dwarves and Ronald had enough strength to carry the loot with them, but that would inevitably slow down progress and become a burden during the battle.

Serra's delicate brows furrowed tightly, and she sighed, "Hey, if only there was another dimensional bag." ”

"Uh-huh...... Gordon coughed dryly, focusing everyone's attention on himself, "Actually, I still have a dimensional bag on me." ”

He took out the dimensional bag he had just gotten from the mage. In addition to the key to enter the battleship and the notes of Captain Adonis, there were almost a hundred gold coins, as well as some alchemy materials, magic potions, and scrolls. After Gordon packed these things into his dimensional bag, the dimensional bag was empty.

Seeing Gordon take out a dimensional bag, everyone showed a happy look on the lucky coin, among which Serra's watch was the largest.

The little Ranger girl laughed happily, hugged Gordon's arm tightly, and let the pair of soft chests keep grinding and squeezing on him. She whispered softly, "Mr. Mage...... No, Brother Gordon, can people call you brother? Sierra has wanted a great brother since she was a child. ”

"Uh, whatever you want." Gordon looked at the girl's bright eyes and sweet face, and estimated in his heart that there was some truth in the other party's words, and a little bit of acting.

However, there was such a little beauty with a great figure rubbing her arm around, which made Gordon feel good, so he casually agreed. In fact, in his heart, he had already guessed what Serra was going to say next.

"Brother Gordon, can you do someone a favor and give us this dimensional bag?" Serra looked at Gordon. Gordon felt that this little girl must have invested all her skill points in "coquettishness", otherwise how could she be so coquettish and charming with a smile.

"Little girl, don't embarrass Mr. Gordon, how can we ask for his dimensional bag for nothing?" Cynthia glared at Serra fiercely with her beautiful lake-green eyes, and it was the first time Gordon had seen her look like that.

"Of course, people know that they can't take Brother Gordon's things for nothing, but ......" Serra continued to launch her coquettish offensive, "Brother Gordon, can you make us cheaper?" You know, the last expedition was unsuccessful, and our team's economy is also a little strained. ”

Watching the two beauties sing and harmonize, Gordon smiled, and his heart was bright.

What Cynthia said to Sierra just now seemed to be a reprimand, but in fact, she secretly used words to tell Gordon about selling the dimensional bag to the lucky coin team. The dimensional bag, a precious and practical magic item, has always been priceless, and she is probably afraid that Gordon will regret it.

As for Serra's little trick of coquettishness to get Gordon to lower the price, it is not worth mentioning.

"It seems that no matter how simple and innocent the appearance is, you can't believe it lightly." Gordon thought to himself. Although Serra is not very old and in her early sixteens, she is already a veteran adventurer, and she can't really be as innocent as a greenhouse flower. Hidden under that sweet smile is probably a shrewd little fox.

For the little caution of the two girls, Gordon had nothing to be angry about. After all, he is an outsider to Lucky Coin after all. It's human nature that they plan for their team.

What's more, Gordon took out the dimensional bag and originally planned to sell it to Lucky Coins. He did this just to further build relationships with everyone, not to make money. Otherwise, Gordon could have left the dimensional bag without saying a word, and after leaving the danzawa ruins, he would have taken it to Douro's shop to sell it.

"According to convention, transactions between members of the adventurer team are generally 70% of the market price. There is three cubic meters of space in this dimensional bag, and the market price is about five hundred gold coins, which is three hundred and fifty gold coins if you give a seven-fold discount. ”

"Fair enough." The bard's fingers flicked the mandolin and nodded.

Ronald thought for a moment and nodded, "Reasonable price." However, our team only has 200 gold coins in the treasury for the time being. Can you wait until this mission is over and then pay the balance? ”

Gordon tossed the dimensional bag in his hand to Ronald: "When you leave the Danze Ruins, give me the money as well." My willingness to join Lucky Coin and venture with you into this dangerous Tanzawa ruins is enough to show that I have faith in you. ”

In fact, seeing that Ronald was nervous, Gordon directly gave the dimensional bag to the lucky coin team, which didn't matter. With his current net worth, a few hundred gold coins are nothing. However, selling the dimensional bag to Ronald at a friendship price can be seen as generosity, and if it is given directly to Ronald, it can only be regarded as a Kaizi.

The former is a virtue that makes people respect, make people appreciate, and make people praise. The latter is stupid, and can only be ridiculed, despised and ridiculed.

"Haha, you're the most generous mage I've ever met, and when this adventure is over, I'm sure I'll treat you to a drink!" Glago jumped up for joy and gave Gordon a bear hug, and Gordon even wondered if the dwarves wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to rub the blood from his beard on himself.

Serra stood on tiptoe and unexpectedly left a warm, moist lip print on Gordon's cheek: "Brother Gordon, you are so good. ”

The Ranger Girl let go of Gordon's arm and jumped back a few steps, a faint flush still on her face.

I don't know if the shyness after this kiss is the true expression of this innocent little fox with an innocent appearance and cunning inside, or the acting skills of another Oscar-level actress.

The halfling caught a glimpse of the intimacy between the two and couldn't help but whistle: "Master Freeman, this is the first kiss of the girl Serra, you are such a lucky bastard blessed by the goddess Anissa!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you sour little man!" Serra glared at Sour Pear, ran up behind Cynthia, and hid.

With the pistachio of Serra, the atmosphere is lively, and the morale of the adventurous team is gradually restored.

They continued along the route drawn on the map, steadily towards their final destination.

Due to the amount of experience they had gained and the safest route they had chosen, the Lucky Coin Squad had not encountered any major problems along the way - the occasional filthy creature or hostile adventurer could only be regarded as a spice in the adventure, not even a minor trouble.

Three days later, in the evening, Gordon and his party prepared to set up camp and rest.

As he progressed deeper into the ruins, the filth creatures encountered during this time became more frequent, so Ronald would never risk continuing at night.

The group found a fairly intact building on the side of a fork in the road and planned to spend the night here. Gordon learns from the mottled and vague elven writing on the façade that it was once a shop specializing in olive oil. Olive oil is one of the main foods of the Sun Elves and is widely used in various ceremonies and ceremonies. The appearance of such a shop closely related to the daily life of the Japanese elves indicates that it is getting closer and closer to the destination, the residential area of the Japanese elf nobility.

After searching the store and finding out the structure of the building, including the number of rooms, doors and windows, and the most important exits, the lucky coins were scattered.

The Halfling Wanderer takes all the tools and materials that only he can play with, and sets traps in various key locations. The two strongest men, the dwarf Glago and the captain Ronald, gathered stones and planks to block up the leaky windows. Not so strong, at least not to let the light of the fire in the house leak out so that the creatures outside, whether beasts or humans, knew that there was someone in the building.

Surprisingly, Gregor was able to cook delicious dishes from boring and monotonous ingredients. According to the bard, his slender fingers were a gift from the gods, whether he was playing a musical instrument or using kitchen utensils.

The two ladies were reduced to miscellaneous servants and could only be responsible for the work they had done.

It is said that in the past, the food of the lucky coins was prepared by the crowd in turn. It's just that every time it's Ronald's turn to be the captain, there will always be some accidents such as "too many chili peppers", "the food is charred if the heat is not mastered", and "sugar and salt are not clearly distinguished".

Although Ronald swore that he was absolutely qualified in cooking, and that it would be unfortunate to be unlucky every time he cooked, the team members unanimously decided to hand over the responsibility of cooking to Gregor after a democratic vote.