Although he had only been in the Adriatic for a short time, Aransail had become acquainted with the vendors of the outer city, and he loved to talk to people more than to listen to them.

Because he loves to read, Aransell knows the benefits of books, but he also knows exactly what books can't bring him.

Aransell opened the creaking iron door and entered a dilapidated materials shop with yellow-orange-orange oil lamps hanging from the ceiling and a ragged dark green carpet on the floor.

The boss was a man of about 30 years old, squinting at a cigarette and playing cards with his female assistant at a round table, as well as a few youngsters dressed up in gorgeous clothes.

"Mr. Zach...... Oh? Are you playing cards? I hope it didn't bother you, but I wonder if there's anything I can do to help? ”

The smell of tobacco and perfume fills the room about 60 square meters, and the undim lighting adds to the decadent and scattered atmosphere. But Aransell didn't hate it, and he clapped Zach and silently stood behind him with his hands behind him and watched him play.

The gameplay is very similar to the seven that Aransell knows, and Zack currently has the most cards.

"Perhaps, Mr. Zack, you ......"

After watching it for a while, Alrancel just wanted to say something, Zach interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and muttered with a cigarette rather dissatisfied: "Watching chess is silent, true gentleman, Alancel, silent and silent, OK?" ”

Aransale shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "Of course, I just want to say that maybe you're going to lose." ”

The female assistant Loreso crossed Erlang's legs, stroked her pink wavy hair, and smiled defiantly at Zack. Then he threw the cards and shook his hand.

"It's over. So you're going to ask for a boss tonight? Boys, have you taken a mouth, there's a new batch of wine from the Hade Bar, all from the Hader estate! ”

Zach sighed, threw the card, stood up and glared at him, "You broom star." ”

Aransell smiled helplessly and handed the list of materials to Zack, "Who told you to keep having bad intentions and play cards of other suits early, I think you have a good chance of winning." ”

"Hmph, naïve, you don't know how many cards these stinky boys made me hold back in the first two games, and I have to take revenge."

Zach took the list of materials and glanced at it, but his brow furrowed slightly. But he didn't say anything more, went to the warehouse, took out the materials, put them in sacks, and handed them to Aransale. Of course, Aransell didn't miss Zack's expression, but he didn't ask much, just smiled and thanked him.

As he was leaving, Zach stopped him.

"Lorezo, can you get us two beers?"

"Of course boss." Loreso's big red dress was put on the bar with two beers in a short time. She smiled deliberately at Aransale, who shook his head with a somewhat helpless smile.

"What, what's on your mind?"

Aransell sat down in a wooden high chair and took a sip of his beer. He didn't drink very well, so he had to drink slowly to not get drunk.

"I have something on my mind, and I also have wine, little guy from a noble family, would you like to chat with me for a while?"

Aransale thinks that Zack's messy short black hair and beard should look dirty on someone else, but surprisingly, it doesn't feel that way on Zach himself.

He observed it carefully for a while, and felt that it should be because of his eyes, with a deep hidden sharpness, but it gave people the feeling of smiling but not smiling, just like the son and brother of a rich family.

More than appearance, everyone will be attracted by his unique temperament.

"Don't call me a nobleman, it's not anymore, now it's just a commoner and a handyman." Alransell said self-deprecating words, but he looked satisfied.

Zach carried a beer, approached Aransale, raised his chin at the young men sitting at the round table and continued to play cards, and said, "Those are all from the aristocratic family, but they are not as hard as your background, your father is the Earl of Hard, right?"

They are all from the local baron's family. Aransale, if you apologize to your dad and ask him to forgive you so that you can continue to use his last name, these little ones' sisters and sisters......

Even as long as you like it, even their mother may be yours...... ”

Aransell didn't take it seriously, he just smiled, he knew that Zach liked to talk nonsense, and based on what he knew, if he did, Zach would definitely beat him up.

Zach is a humorous but hard-nosed boss, and no matter how rich and powerful the guy he doesn't like, it's impossible to buy things and play cards in this store. Loresol told him that Zack's left leg was crippled because of an argument with an unreasonable nobleman.

"Shall I go? A bit of a rush today. ”

“…… Hey, Aransale, I say, you said you were working as a handyman for an alchemist, right? ”

Aransell nodded, "Yes. ”

Zach's brow furrowed when he heard his answer without hesitation. He lowered his voice and said, "I've been feeling a little strange since before, do you know Aransale, the alchemist you served Mr. Alchemist, the materials he asked for were a bit similar to the materials that wizards needed to refine items......

Information about wizards came to Aransale's mind, but it made his brow furrow slightly.

"Seriously?"

Zach didn't go any further, but talked to Alransell about something else. It turned out that the young men from the aristocratic family had come to say goodbye to Zack. Aransale also exchanged a few words of greeting with them under Zack's introduction.

Aransail silently watched them leave, the group of young men were all dressed in high-grade leather armor and bright silver armor, and there was even a girl in a rudimentary alchemy cloak sandwiched in the middle, and the sapphire embedded in the staff she was holding didn't look like a fake at all. Aransell couldn't help but feel a little emotionally about the affluence of the aristocratic class in this world.

After they left, Aransell asked, "Are they the Brave?" ”

Zach nodded, "Of course, it won't be mercenaries, look at their armor, it's more beautiful than peacock feathers, and there is not even a big nail on the one-handed sword, at first I thought they were here for a fashion show."

Haha, but don't get me wrong, these little guys have good personalities, they are just simple, and they don't have the pretentious feeling of aristocrats. ”

"They came to you to sell materials after the next copy?"

"Where, they haven't ordered a copy yet, and they've been coming to me to buy materials for the past two days, and it seems that they're planning to find an alchemist to make a few life-saving soul bombs.

They wouldn't dare go without it. I said, soul bombs are the standard for aristocratic sons? ”

Arancel said helplessly: "I said that I am no longer a nobleman, how can I know." ”