He wears thin black-framed glasses, his long black hair is tied in a ponytail at random, and he wears an unbuttoned black coat over a simple and unadorned white vest. This handsome young man in his twenties was dressed like a tavern waiter, but he still couldn't hide his nobility.

Because the innkeeper inadvertently saw his suitcase.

He could see that the black and quaint suitcase was Su Ze's handiwork, and with the blessing of magical alchemy, this suitcase could effectively reduce the weight of the contents inside. The dark flower on the top was popular in the era of the beheading duke, and there are not many that can still be preserved so well.

As an alchemy item, it can be sold for more than 300 gold coins with its intricate and beautiful patterns alone - the boss used to live near the old mayor, and he was lucky enough to see his fake once.

I heard that the old mayor was blind when he picked up a leak, and after getting his hands on it, he found that the pattern and the era were right, but there was not even an open seam, and the pattern was different compared to a huge slab brick. And it doesn't seem to have much weight reduction either. With its weight, even if it didn't put anything in it, it would take at least the strength of a full-rank warrior to lift it up.

So the old mayor had to put it on a sealed shelf and offer it as an ornament.

The boss remembered that at that time, even the elder of the guard, who was as strong as an ox, needed to use his hands to lift the box. But this slender boy seemed to be carrying an empty wooden box with three fingers more easily than carrying an empty wooden box.

――In other words, it's the real thing.

A man who could carry a chest worth three hundred gold coins all over the ground - the innkeeper could not imagine what was in the box, nor could he imagine how noble this young man's status was, so he had to nod his head with his most humble attitude and bow down to him with the highest respect: "What do you want?" ”

"One of the best rooms."

Without hesitation, the young man threw a gold coin at the innkeeper.

"No, no, no! No, no, no, no! ”

If it were any other guest, the boss would definitely be greedy for this gold coin, and would never give him a copper plate. If asked, he would also say that the rest was a tip – even if it could be dozens of times more than the official cost.

But for the one in front of him, the boss didn't dare to do this.

It's not that he's worried about his own safety - he knows that his status is so noble, that he never lacks gold coins in his sleeve, and that he won't let himself get into trouble with a gold coin.

He actually wanted more.

For example, a knight's order, and a knight's manor.

He knew that the noble lord could be promoted to become a knight. That's a knight - like Lord Will!

And Lord Will is just a knight without a fiefdom, and he is almost nostrils in the town!

Also, I heard that some big nobles can also make commoners become noble lords...... I heard that Su Ze's royal family is all black-haired...... If......

Excitement welled up in my heart. The boss hardly dared to think about it anymore.

He was afraid that his expression would reveal his intentions.

I saw that the aristocratic young man thought about it a little sadly, as if he was thinking about where else to spend money.

He didn't dare recommend the food from his inn - it would have to be given away later. If you are careful in such a small place, you will inevitably leave the impression of being stingy.

"That'...... The rest of the money will buy my sister a regular dress, she is about the same size as me, and she wants black. ”

The young man said with a smile, stretching out his fingers and shaking the suitcase, turning it around between his fingers.

"Yes, yes, I will buy you the best! The prettiest clothes! ”

The boss's eyes were attracted by the suitcase for a moment, and he immediately nodded again and again, and was about to hand the gold coin in his hand to the man.

But now he heard the young man say, "When the winter is over, if you have time, boss, come to Toyatamis in Suze, and hand this gold coin to my butler." I invite you to dinner, Suze's specialty delicacy. ”

The young man scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I didn't bring many gold coins with me when I went out this time. I didn't expect the price of Caral to be so expensive, and I didn't have much gold on hand...... Boss, you're such a nice guy. By the way, you don't need to buy any good clothes, just make do with one or two gold coins. ”

Listen up! He didn't have much gold with him - did he usually go out with him?

Also, why is "Caral so expensive"...... The boss instantly guessed that it must be his peers who didn't see the identity of this master and slaughtered him as an ordinary fat sheep.

Thank you for your stupidity in sending this great gift to me!

However, a gold coin or two for the clothes...... Hearing this, the boss's heart twitched.

Two gold coins! That's nearly three months of net profit.

Reluctant to let the fat meat hold Bai Wu - the boss was so angry that he decided to take out all his savings and buy the best clothes he could buy in Ram for five gold coins. Anyway, when the winter passes, every gold coin you spend will be rewarded hundreds or thousands of times. He could see that this aristocratic young man was very good, gentle in character, and even a little cowardly.

Such people are quite easy to bully. If you kneel on the ground and beg or even roll and kowtow, you probably won't be reluctant to give yourself a knighthood, right? Even if you don't have a fiefdom, it's fine......

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the gold coins in his hand.

The weight is heavier than that of a regular gold coin - which means that the gold content is higher and more valuable. Instead of the gold leaf flower pattern on the gold carral coin, it was painted with a strange leaf, which looked like the leaf of a winged tree.

This is Su Ze's gold coin? The boss, who had never been abroad, looked at it carefully as a curiose.

He didn't dare to bite it, but carefully put it away with a handkerchief, and then personally led the noble young man to the most expensive room.

After the innkeeper respectfully closed the door, the gentle smile of the aristocratic young man with a hint of innocence instantly became meaningful.

He took off his glasses, and after there was no concealment of them, the deep gaze like an abyss reappeared.

It was Roland.

"I didn't expect the mayor's family to be so poor...... Or did his servants move a little too much? ”

Roland chuckled.

In addition to the fact that the mayor's son had not had time to wear the regular clothes that he had not had time to wear before his death, he found the suitcase that the servant could not carry - and besides, not to mention the gold coins, Roland did not find even half a copper.

However, this suitcase is a good thing, and it is a surprise that Roland was able to find it at the mayor's house. This thing is the work of Master Aristotle, and the alchemy circle inside can offset the weight of three hundred pounds when activated.

If it is auctioned, it is only a matter of where to auction it for a thousand gold. This box alone is enough for Roland to buy a hereditary title in any country.

The reason why the chest didn't function at all in the mayor's hands was simply because the magic wasn't enough.

Alchemical products are notoriously man-consuming, and even how ingenious Master Aristotle's mana cycle design is, it will definitely be completely consumed in nearly sixty years.

Roland could guess with his elbow that the mayor's means of getting this thing were absolutely not bright, so that he didn't even dare to take this box to an expert and ask him.

After all, the consumption of alchemy products is relative to the demonization item - with the energy accumulation of the official rank of the Ash Disciple of Roland, only half of the natural energy spent is enough to drive the normal operation of this item for a year.

After recharging, Roland was naturally able to open the locked chest.

What disappointed Roland was that in addition to a heavy black stone slab, there were only countless dark coins......

These cute little golden things don't contain gold at all. It is a gold coin symbol made of the metallic silver trunk of the winged tree, sawn to the size of a coin, and then painted with gold lacquer. Even the gold paint does not contain any gold.

Because some of the wizards' sorcery requires the use of large amounts of gold coins, in order to prevent the disappearance of a large number of rare metals out of thin air and the collapse of the entire world's financial system, some wizards have developed alternatives to gold coins.

In order to prevent anyone from being deceived, the back of the gold coin also has the leaves of the winged tree as a logo; There is also a quip on the front that reads "You can bite into it and see" in five languages.

With just one bite, a strong smell of paint and wood slag reveals its identity. No matter how much it feels like a gold coin.

That's a fake gold coin made from a winged tree. It can also be used as a spell material, and is much cheaper than gold.

A ten-year-old winged tree can produce tens of thousands of these gold coins. On average, one of these gold coins is worth at most two copper coins - more than half of which are labor, after all, the wings are outrageously hard.

This incomparably cheap gold coin is jokingly called the underworld coin by players. However, there are also people who use this thing to deceive people in Caral, who rarely sees wizards, and the success rate is very high for quite some time - except for the occasional wanted by knowledgeable merchants who are accused of being witches who come to cheat money......

Roland poured out half of the coins, found a random lake and sank them in, then put his black robe in his suitcase, put on the mayor's unexpectedly well-fitting regular clothes, and went to one of Ram's most luxurious inns.

Once in his room, Roland took out a bottle of red oily liquid from his suitcase that shimmered with a faint golden glow, and poured it on the bed and in every corner of the room.

Suddenly, a mixture of peppercorns and mint filled the room.

It was the few bottles of alchemy fuel that Roland found from the mayor's fireplace - this was the failure of Suze's alchemists to make highly concentrated solid fuel, although it could not be stably preserved, its performance was much more stable than ordinary alchemy fire, and it also lost the pungent smell of alchemy fire, and the cost was cheap enough to be used as a substitute for civilian fuel.

This is enough to burn a fire for a winter, and the price is nothing more than two silver coins, which is not expensive. Therefore, the servants who almost snatched something from the mayor's house did not look down on it.

Although it is not expensive, most people still don't use it. After all, the fuel for a winter's heating was only one silver coin at most, but the common people were more inclined to endure the smoke of the dead branches than the price of those two silver coins—for them, a silver coin could do a lot of things.

Roland had just poured fuel all over the room when there was a knock at the door.

"Your clothes, sir."

Unlike the boss's voice, it was a pleasant and light female voice.

Is it delivered to your door.

Roland didn't even bother to put the bottle away, just went into the inner room, and shouted lazily while continuing to pour oil: "The door is not locked." Just come in and put your clothes down. ”

"Okay."

The people outside responded obediently. Immediately after, the sound of the door being opened, and in less than five or six seconds, the sound of the door being closed was heard.

Roland came out of the inner room, and without looking, put the clothes on the table directly into the suitcase.

He then threw the bottle into the fireplace, along with the last bit of oil inside. As a result, the flames in the fireplace instantly grew larger, and Roland could feel the scorching heat when he stood two meters away.

Under the heat, the carpet closest to the fireplace begins to burn slowly.

Until the burning carpet comes into contact with the next cloud of alchemical fuel, it burns quietly and slowly.

In less than five minutes, the fire in this room will be unstoppable; In another fifteen minutes, the entire load-bearing structure of the wooden room would be burned by the heat and then collapsed.

He had other places to go. The collapse of a single inn due to a fire may only be an accident.

In order for Falina to be aware of his existence, Roland needs to continue to manifest his existence.

There are six more bottles of alchemical fuel. The flames caused by such things would not be extinguished by water, and Falina was the only one in Ram who could stop them. With her abilities, it would take less than a quarter of an hour to extinguish the flames—if she had discovered the Mayor's Truth and Vengeance Mark, and dared to go out.

Come on, choose.

Is it risking one's life to save an entire town that no second person can understand? Or do you want to protect yourself first?

An icy smile appeared on Roland's face, and he immediately put on his flat glasses and tied his hair up casually.

There is only one correct answer.

Having been discovered by the Truth Society, there is no time for her to come back, and she has to risk her life to save the townspeople of Ram - even then, none of the townspeople will understand what she has done for it, and those who are saved in the end will resent her for being late.

Roland walked out of the room with his suitcase and locked it from the outside.

"Are you going out?"

The innkeeper came over graciously.

"I'm going to pick up my sister, and I'll be back when I get it."

Roland replied with a chuckle, and then stepped downstairs without hesitation.

Naturally, he didn't have a sister.

- And he never returned.