There was only one oil lamp lit in the gloomy room. Four or five heads huddled together, unpacking all the large and small bags piled up in the corners and re-classifying them.

Zhou Qingfeng stood at the door and asked, "Do you want to light a few more lights for you?" It's too dark too. ”

No, no, no, no......, no, several people in the room hurriedly shook their heads and refused. One of the fat men said: "Don't be too bright, don't be too bright, our eyes can see clearly, we have long been accustomed to such a dark environment." Your Excellency Hugo, go and leave us alone. ”

"It's so dark and you can see clearly, no wonder you are all short-sighted." Uncle Zhou saw that he couldn't intervene, so he muttered a sentence and left.

No one was staring, and a few people in the room were more relaxed. Tambos lowered his voice and said, "Hurry up, this batch must be cleaned up tonight." I'll send someone to send them away tomorrow, and make sure that everyone earns at least five hundred gold coins. ”

The Atlas uses a precious metal monetary system, and the value of a gold coin is analogous to the British pound at the beginning of the Industrial Revolution. If you can have an income of fifty gold coins a year, it is a rich family. If you can get an inheritance of five hundred gold coins, then you will have to eat and drink for the rest of your life.

The annual income of the top nobles is often only a few tens of thousands of gold coins, and the treasury of a small principality may not have a million gold coins.

Wizarding is a profession that is highly dependent on funds and resources, but it is difficult for a wizard apprentice to earn more than 100 gold coins a year. If you can earn five hundred in one go, it will be a very attractive amount of money for several people in the house.

During the finishing process, the apprentices sighed while excited. The fat man grabbed a handful of ash from the jar, twisted his fingers lightly, and sighed: "The best demon dust, this handful can be sold for five gold coins in Cold Wind City, and it will be transported to the south, and the price will be directly multiplied by ten." ”

The so-called 'demon dust' is the ashes of the minotaur.

Someone leaned over to take a look, but shook his head and said, "Multiply ten?" That's the price of many years ago, you underestimate the profiteers of those spell shops. They might sell it by twenty or thirty. There is no such thing as demon dust in the south. ”

The fat man put the 'demon dust' in his hand back into the jar, and with a slap of his hand, a lot of sparkling and glowing white ash was scattered. He hurriedly held his breath, but he still inhaled a little, his face immediately turned red, his mouth let out a low roar, and his fat body expanded again.

The people in the room were frightened and quickly dodged, and Tambos even grabbed a staff and pointed it at the fat man.

After a long time, the fat man returned to normal on his own, but his eyes were red and oozing. He was afraid to gently wipe off the white ash on his hands, and hurriedly covered the jar and sealed it, before he breathed a sigh of relief, "The effect of this demon dust is too strong. ”

Tambos also breathed a sigh of relief, put down his staff, and said, "Because it is not mixed with flour, the purity is very high. Be careful, everyone, these things are the best goods that we didn't use in the past. ”

The fat man put away the demon dust, but he took a closer look at the jar, and said dejectedly: "Not only are the materials good here, but even the jar containing the materials is a good thing." This is obviously a white porcelain altar used by elves, and it alone is worth five gold coins. ”

Several people in the room were very unhappy when he said this. Some of them were clutching torn carpets, some were spreading out ropes made of fine silk fabrics, and some were holding two broken statues trying to put them back together—the more they looked at them, the more angry they became.

There's so much to spoil.

"You say, where did you get this from the elven ruins?" The fat man couldn't help but ask.

The others were lost in thought, and only Tambos whispered, "According to my teacher's description, the Elven Silver Leaf City has existed for thousands of years, with a large area and a very complex internal environment. That's not something that can be excavated with a few hundred people.

As soon as word spreads, adventurers from all over the Northland will flock to it. At that time, a few of us don't want to interfere at all, and even our teachers are afraid that they won't get much cheap. So let's earn the money in front of you first, and don't think about the rest. ”

Everyone nodded their heads when they thought about it.

Only the fat man sighed: "I'm really curious, what is the original appearance of Silver Leaf City?" That Victor. And where did Hugo come from? How did he know the exact location of the site? Our teacher has been looking for decades but can't find it. ”

The crowd was even more silent, and Tambos booed again and again, signaling the fat man not to talk nonsense. A low sneer rang out from the doorway of the room, and a terrible monster's head poked in.

Several wizard apprentices were suddenly frightened, but there was nowhere to escape. The fat man was already squatting at the door, but he was even more frightened by the monster and sat on the ground, kicking his legs again and again. Only Tambos pretended to be calm and shouted, "Don't panic, this is Hugo's horse." ”

Horse?

Is there such a scary horse?

But the horse with the head of a monster took the initiative to speak, "What are you talking about? Seems to be quite interesting. Talk to me, I love talking to someone. ”

Everyone was sluggish, and their hearts were pounding. Even the fat man didn't speak, and his face turned pale.

"Hey, don't be afraid. I'm just scary, but it's not bad. The horse stuck its monster head into the house.

Everyone saw that it was an undead spirit with only bones left, and they felt even more oppressed and couldn't breathe.

"Shadow, please get out, you're too scary." Tambos recognized the monster in front of him, but he could only persuade him with good words, "If you want to chat, you can talk outside." ”

"You're so timid." 'Shadow' muttered, "The humans I saw back then weren't as cowardly as you. Whether good or evil, all of them are fierce. ”

The fat man was still paralyzed on the ground, and asked tremblingly: "...... you, are you a demon?" You can even talk? ”

"Half-demons, to be exact." The 'Shadow' urn said angrily, "Otherwise, I won't be able to appear in the main material realm. Didn't you just ask where these things come from? I know. Would you like to ask me? ”

The fat man snorted for a long time and turned his head to look at his companion. The others were still frightened, and still didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, but they all motioned to the fat man with their eyes to continue asking, and everyone was a little curious and wanted to know some secrets.

"Your Excellency, please solve the puzzle for us." The fat man swallowed his saliva and slowly got up, a little cautious, he couldn't wait to move a stool for 'Shadow to sit down and talk slowly).

"These things were brought from the elves' prisons. It's not just an ordinary prison, it was specially prepared for the detention of demons decades ago. Victor. Hugo, my current master, discovered it not long ago, and I was locked up in it.

Did you know? My master didn't really understand it at all, and he only picked out some useful items and moved them away. There was a lot of good stuff in that prison, because it was used to imprison demons. It costs a lot of money to build it.

I feel that you should not only do me some good, but also give me some good. If I'm happy, maybe I'll tell you the location of that elven prison, and my master probably doesn't care about the underground ruins anyway. ”

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the several wizard apprentices in the room lit up, and they held their breath. Only Tambos calmed down a little, he coughed heavily, and hurriedly said, "Everyone, calm down, this is an undead half-demon, and it is evil in nature. ”

With this reminder, everyone woke up and hurriedly expressed great doubts about the words of 'Shadow Shadow'. But the skeletal war horse said 'hey', "Don't be like this, I'm not that bad, I have a master now, I just want to save some pocket money."

I know you don't believe me. But it doesn't matter, someone will definitely be interested in my information. If you change your mind, you can come to me privately. ”

The Shadow glanced at it a few times, and found that everyone in the room was silent, and he was a little discouraged.

"Well, I know there's a bit of a gap between us. There was some movement on the other side of the village wall, and I guess those cultists were still not giving up, so I had to help. By the way, please don't tell my master about my savings. He's going to be upset. ”

After saying that, the 'Shadow' shook his head and left.

The room full of wizard apprentices looked at each other.

The fat man asked Tambos, "Victor. Who is Hugo? How could he tame such a terrifying half-demon as a mount? It's incredible. And what kind of underground ruins does it say, don't we really ask clearly? ”

Tambos was also speechless, and it took a long time to reply: "Victor. Hugo's origin is mysterious, and all the things about him are impossible to guess. As for the elf prison, don't leak this rumor, let's make the money in front of you first. ”