Charles sat behind his desk, holding a two-page list in his hand, his face getting colder and colder the more he looked at it, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Byrne stood in front of his desk, his hands hanging at his legs, his body straight, his expression calm, but there was occasionally a hint of shame in his eyes.

After a long time, Charles gently placed the list on the desk, "What level of people over there gave this list?"

"Huh?"

Bourne, who had been apprehensive in his heart, didn't understand what Charles meant, and was a little stunned.

"Did any important person in your council give you this list?" said Charles, changing his grammar and phrased it more concisely.

"This list was given to me by one of the heads of the Free Council in Nasser, and he said that the price is already very sincere, and if you are not satisfied with the price of the other level 4 potions, he said that the price can be re-negotiated. ”

Charles smiled, and his finger lightly tapped at the list on the desk and said, "Byrne, do you think that such a thing as a fourth-level potion can be measured by money? If you can buy spiritual power induction potions with money, there will be no shortage of transcendents in your council for a long time!"

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Byrne could hear the anger in Charles's words, but he was now a messenger, and he really couldn't make any decisions, so he could only stand there dumbfounded and ready to be scolded.

Charles was indeed angry in his heart, and the names of dozens of spiritual power potions were listed on the list, and almost all the potions in it were exhausted, but the price behind it was really unbearable for Charles.

Rank 1 spiritual power elixir.

Normal Endurance Elixir: Three Louis.

Normal Burst Flask: Five Louis.

Normal Healing Elixir: Six Louis.

Level 2 Spiritual Elixir.

Powerful Burst Elixir: Nine Louis.

Potion of Mighty Endurance: Seven Louis

Psychic Induction Elixir: Three hundred louis.

Charles has memorized all the prices on the "Potion Trading Guide" these days, and now the "cooperation price" given by the Free Council is only half of the price on the guide.

Where is this cooperation, this is obviously malicious price reduction!

"Byrne, do you think the price tag for these spiritual potions is appropriate?"

Bourne pondered for a long time before he replied carefully: "My lord, the price on the black market is lower than this."

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Charles suddenly remembered the customer he had met on the first day in the Free Trade Zone of the Academic Tower, and he had quoted the price according to the guide price, only to be ridiculed by the other party.

"Is this selling medicines? Or is the fourth son selling cars?

"But Blücher will buy my potion at a premium, which proves that my spiritual potion is worth the price, then"

Charles quickly calculated in his heart, and finally had a plan, "I don't know the sincerity of the Free Council, for the time being, I can only start cooperating with the first and second level potions, if you can provide spiritual power materials, I can accept this price for the time being." ”

"It's you who give me the materials, and I'll make them for you, and I can't afford less money!" Charles was afraid that Bourne's comprehension skills were really poor, so he explained to him again.

"My lord, I once asked someone to prepare potions on the black market, and the rules are known, is it to provide materials according to the ratio of three parts of the ingredients to one potion?"

Three to one?

Charles had a sense of proportion in his heart, and said quietly: "Yes, but the quality of the materials must be guaranteed, and I will not return the unqualified materials!"

"That's for sure, my lord, the head of the Free Council in Nasser wants to meet with you, you see."

Byrne finally breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard that Charles had confirmed the initial cooperation, but his personality and current identity were not suitable for such a thing, so he wanted to bring in a new intermediary.

"I don't trust anyone else right now, and if you can't do it, then we'll cancel this partnership. ”

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"I understand, sir!"

Byrne is relieved and helpless, relieved by Charles's trust in him, but helpless because he is really uncomfortable being caught in the middle.

He was a freelancer and a knight of the Charles, and although the head of the council gave him a great reason, praised him for his contributions to the council, and encouraged him to continue to gain the trust of the char, he had a faint desire to resist such a "planned" order.

Charles rarely praised Bourne verbally, and occasionally reprimanded him harshly, but in a few months he gave him knighthood, two villages of land, and a real transcendent heritage, these tangible things weighed on Bourne's heart, and it was very steady.

"You don't have any combat support potions on you, do you! This is your quota with you, remember to change it in three months!"

Four bottles of potions were casually thrown on the table, small bottles dripping and turning, and the corners of Byrne's eyes twitched, as if he saw a handful of gold coins swirling around the table.

"Oh, I made a note of my lord, if there's nothing wrong, I'll go down first!"

"Go ahead!"

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Bourne picked up the spiritual power potion and turned to leave, and suddenly there was a long-winded voice behind him: "Read the words on it clearly, don't drink indiscriminately! Let you learn to read the flip flops without care, drink the wrong thing and poison you, and your warrior system training can't be relaxed, it's twenty-six years old, and there is no orthodox training."

The corners of Bourne's eyes suddenly moistened.

Two hours later, in a secluded alley on Third Avenue in Nasser City, Byrne knocked on the door of a two-story apartment.

The peephole in the door opened, and a gray eye glanced out vigilantly, realizing that it was Bourne before opening the door.

A man in a white shirt in suspenders stood in the doorway, with a burly figure, a face full of meat, and a large musket in his right hand, looking very similar to the gangsters on the Nasser River Terminal.

"Dorahn, is the person in charge there?"

The burly man stepped out of the way, shook his head, and motioned for Bourne to go upstairs.

Charles walked upstairs through the living room, where he was stopped at the staircase on the second floor.

A shrewd thin man squeezed his eyes at Bourne, "Wait a minute! Mr. Polka is working!"

Charles seemed to understand something, and his heart was a little panicked, and he didn't go downstairs, just leaned against the wall of the stairs in a daze.

"Do you want to smoke one?" asked the thin man, pulling a "high-end product" from his bosom and turning to Bourne.

"Hassan, you know I don't smoke this!"

Bourne waved his hand, rejecting the kindness of the thin man Hassen, who smiled and nodded to himself, and began to swallow the clouds, looking like he was still enjoying it.

After a while, the door of the master room upstairs opened, and a woman with loose hair walked out, her steps were strange, trembling and shaking, but her face was as charming and seductive as spring water.

The woman reached out and waved the choking smoke as she walked past them, a look of disgust on her face, but she still greeted Bourne.

"Hey, Bourne, you're back again, is there a result of the matter about the spiritual power potion?"

"That's not your concern, Lambie!"

Byrne lowered his head and didn't look at her face, and walked upstairs with a "kick-and-kick", and after reaching the door of the master room, he took a few deep breaths to soothe his mood before knocking softly.

"Come in!"

Bourne pushed the door in, and the man in the room with two shirt buttons off and a faint scratch on his neck was already smiling brightly.

"Hey!Byrne, we met you so soon, and it looks like our new partner got us back, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Polka, Count Bayonne has agreed to cooperate with us for the time being, but the scope of cooperation is limited to first- and second-level spiritual power potions, and he has asked us to provide qualified spiritual power materials. ”

Charles stood in the middle of the room, looking at the medium-sized, 'formal suit' with a righteous face, but he couldn't connect him to one of the main leaders of the Free Council in Nasser.

"We actually expected this a long time ago, now the situation of the Chevalier family is very bad, they no longer have a formal spiritual power pharmacist, naturally they can't get a high-grade potion, even if it is a first- or second-level spiritual power potion, the quality may not be guaranteed, and now they are proposing cooperation with us, it should be to use the previous relationship to do something unseemly"

"Byrne, we can help that Count Bayonne for the future of the free people, but we can't give too high a price, it's not in the interests of the hundreds of thousands of members of our council, and you have to ask him for quality, if the spiritual potion is not qualified, it is a joke on the lives of our valiant warriors"

Byrne watched the shrewd polka gush, and after a moment of silence, pulled out two bottles of potions from his arms.

"This is a sample from Lord Count, and if you don't think it meets our requirements, Mr. Polka, I will give you the news of the cancellation of your cooperation with Count Bayonne. ”

"Huh?"

Polka took the potion, opened one bottle and smelled it, then opened another bottle and sniffed it, and said after a long time.

"I can't be sure of the quality of these two spiritual power potions, you send ten or thirty parts of tabby and horse itch grass over first, and let the Earl provide the finished potions as soon as possible, we need to confirm the true strength of our partners." ”

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