The shop is filled with vintage and current clocks, deserted, and the ticking sound of mechanical gears working is repeated like a hypnotic charm.

"Ancient demon spirit remains? It's a hot item. ”

At the innermost end of the watch shop, an old man with white face and gray hair lies on the counter, his left eye wearing a monocle carefully examining the slender ribs in his hand, turning and fiddling, as if he were investigating some historical antique.

His expression was very serious, but in the end, he shook his head and raised his eyes to look at the young man standing in front of the counter: "It's a pity that it's a cub, born with a defect, poor little one, he still has osteoporosis when he is alive." ”

"Do dragons get osteoporosis too?" Charles was skeptical.

He is now located at 23 Martin Street, the same address that Eliot recommended to him. Charles thought it would be a clubhouse, or a trading market, but he didn't expect it to be a watch shop.

Of course, the watch shop is only a disguise on the outside, but on the inside it is a gathering place for the spellcasters of Pita City to communicate with each other - and this includes trading and selling, of course.

It's just that Charles hasn't become a true transcendent yet, so he wasn't allowed to enter the inner clubhouse, but thanks to the note Elliot gave him, he had the right to trade.

Of course, even if there is none, the boss here will probably not refuse the transaction that is sent to the door.

"Dragons?" Hearing his doubts, the old man looked down at the bones in his hand again and asked, "Are you sure this is a dragon cub?" ”

"Of course." Charles was absolutely sure of this—the pile of bones at the end of the pile of intact keels, unless a dog ran into it, there could be no other accidents.

The old man nodded when he heard this, and then took out a few bottles and cans and medicine pestles from behind the counter, and found a few air-dried herbs to chop into powder, and after tinkering for a long time, he made a little dark blue liquid and poured it lightly on top of the bones.

Thorn -

As if clear water was poured on the red-hot sword embryo, a blue mist steamed, and the gray-haired old man saw this, hurriedly leaned up and sucked it into his nostrils, closed his eyes and felt it, and then looked at Charles: "There is indeed the smell of dragons, fire dragon cubs, but unfortunately there is not much dragon flame left in it, otherwise the price will have to be at least doubled." ”

"Now ......"

"Ten pounds a pound, how's that?" Put down the various tools, and the boss makes a formal offer.

In this world, a pound weighs about a pound, and 10 pounds, or 10 gold pounds, can buy about a tenth of a suburban house.

Based on Charles' daily wages for her newly hired servants, a pound of bone would last her for about a quarter's wages.

And the tabletop pair of bones seems to weigh no less than 20 pounds.

Charles didn't know if the price was reasonable, but he wasn't too dissatisfied with the fact that he could get so much money for what he had in hand.

So he nodded.

"It's a total of 27 pounds and 15 Gu Divisions, count you as a whole, 28 pounds."

As he spoke, the owner of the watch shop bent down and tinkered with it behind the counter, and then, after counting it, he got up and handed Charles a bag of gold coins: "Oh, here you go, count it." ”

I weighed it with my hands, opened it again and looked at it carefully, but there was no big picture of not counting it or anything like that—even the owner of the watch shop would not be at ease

After the count, Charles secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The work of the female chef in the past ten years has come out like this, of course, this is calculated according to the daily wage, which is relatively high, and if the contract is changed to an annual calculation, the price will drop a lot.

"Is there anything I can use?" Putting away the purse, he asked again.

Although the deal was made, he hadn't forgotten what it was for, and naturally planned to take advantage of it to get something.

"Can you use it?" The boss glanced at Charles, touched his chin, and said, "You're not one of us yet, normally I can't sell you anything, but since the church people recommended you to come, it's not normal, well, I want to think about it......"

After a moment's silence, he turned around and went to the room behind the counter, and after a while, he walked out with a few books.

"This is 'The Death of Akavia', this is 'The Thirteen Elements of Carol's Spellcasting', and this one, 'The Devil Deserves to Hell'."

As he spoke, he pushed the book to Charles: "It's enough for you to understand some basic information, and it's useless for you to buy it now, if you have the opportunity, it's not too late for you to get in touch with it later." ”

"Okay." Charles replied, looking down at the cover of the book, which was filled with magical patterns that thrilled him.

Although he was already able to cast spells, he didn't know anything about the principles or rules, like a headless fly; The fact that he had so easy access to this basic book at the moment was a relief in disguise for him.

"How much?"

"13 gold pounds, thank you for your patronage......"

Walking out of the shop, the carriage he had hired was still waiting across the street, and after getting into the carriage, Charles couldn't wait to open one of the books called "Carol's Thirteen Elements of Spellcasting"

, but the corner of his eye swept over a building outside the window, but his movements stopped.

"Stop for a moment, I forgot something."

"Yes sir." The carriage and the coachman are charged according to the hour, and the stopping time is naturally counted, so the coachman has no objection to this.

Getting out of the car, he left the book in the car for the time being, and then he took a few looks at a building on the side of the road and stepped up.

It was a four-story wooden building that looked like the other buildings in the area, with small, narrow windows and enclosed balconies, which looked rather dilapidated.

However, on the first floor of the building, there is a special sign hanging in a certain ground floor - Little Spirit Demon Detective Agency

Private detectives are not very popular in this era, and there are not many that can be listed, so although this place is a little dilapidated, Charles is not underestimated.

So after walking inside, he politely asked the young lady who was sitting on a chair drinking tea inside, "Excuse me, are you here to accept the commission for investigation?" ”

Seeing that business came to the door, the woman dressed like a gentleman hurriedly put down her cup and stood up: "Yes, what do you need to investigate?" ”

"You're going to keep it a secret for your clients here, aren't you?" Charles asked with prior confirmation. He didn't want to be known about what he did, even though it didn't really matter.

"Of course, secrecy is the basic rule of our business." The woman poured a cup of black tea for Charles as she spoke.

Charles nodded in thanks, and then said, "Please help me investigate the recent events in Canyon Town outside the city, as well as the life and deeds of Lady Rhine, the former owner of Black Maple Castle in Canyon Town, and ......."

After thinking about it, he said again: "There is also the basic information of a bald middle-aged sheriff in Pita City. ”