Little white-collar and Sakura didn't know what to say, and the two inadvertently brushed the prestige of Prince Hetant.

Tsunade's placement play has also ended, and Liu An said three words in private, "Well done!" ”

But this is the rhythm of "doing it well and dying"? You must know that for more than a few days, he has been busy watering and loosening the soil in his huge back garden......

Miss Qin's intermittent mania disappeared, and the usual prickly and provocative language between some proprietresses also disappeared, and harmony was restored...... You must know that in addition to the good baby, Liu An also has many female villains and female villains here, at least at the level of thorns, without his suppression, the first thing they have to do is to divide the winners and losers between each other first, and reconfirm the new status distribution.

Well, under some long cylindrical mosaic object, all this vanished, and the sun reappeared with a smiling face......

In a way, he is indeed very evil and has the potential of a demon king.

※I ※ is ※ evil ※ evil ※ ※ divides ※ cut ※ thread※

Dwarf Dulac sits in his pub and drinks low-quality ale.

Although it is an inferior ale wine, in his opinion, in addition to the taste is not strong enough, it is already a rare good wine.

This kind of ale wine is not easy to get drunk, and it will only make him feel slightly drunk and suffer from frequent urination.

He inquired that there would be an auction in the evening, and it took a lot of effort for him to get an admission ticket, so he couldn't get drunk.

At least not too drunk.

"Hammer of Flame and Glass of Flame King" is the name of the bar, for which Dulac spent all his life savings.

"Damn vampires!"

Whenever he thinks of this meme, Dulac can't help but say something foul.

In other places, even if it is the royal city of Hetante, it does not need so much money. But after the tax officer carefully explained each clause, the dwarves of the entire Swashville Rand world, who had always been known for "messing around", were also speechless.

"Self-flowing water" - a pure water source that has been filtered and disinfected, its pipelines are buried deep in the ground, and there are regular patrols by guards every day, avoiding the possibility of human destruction and poisoning, under the action of pressure. Water is always spraying outward, trying to put venom in, but it's really a trick - at least Dulac, who is a thief by profession, can't think of a way, and the thief's side job is usually a pharmacist, a poison pharmacist.

It would have been difficult for a wizard to put cursed objects and the source of plague inside, as Durac had seen water pipes with intricate protective runes carved into them, capable of activating a fairly powerful protective enchantment and detection magic. The entire pipeline itself also constitutes the basic rune of another kind of protective enchantment.

For this safety and convenience, it was worth paying a lot of gold - Dulac had also visited the water plant, and the huge magic device was very shocking just to look at.

Then there is the "urban magic supply pipeline", such a high-end thing, and Dulac obediently paid for it. You can light magic lamps using special models of stoves. Of course, you can also choose to power yourself, using magic crystals, magic cores, or if you are a mage.

Comparing with the latter, Dulac, who is good at comparison, after rough calculations, is still the former cost-effective, and much more cost-effective.

"Sanitation Management Fee", "Special Entertainment Venue Business License", "Liquor Sales License", "Land Management Fee", "Shiraishi Collar City Appearance Management Fee" ...... There are so many of these charges that Dulac is mad. But it's worth the money.

At least you don't have to dispose of the garbage yourself, the whole walled city is very clean, and there is no evil force to come to the door to find trouble...... Others are more difficult to speak, for example, because guests and wine ladies are not so susceptible to getting sick. You don't have to make any dangerous deals with the Assassins' Guild or the Thieves' Guild.

Phew, those two skinny ghost human are really not easy to mess with.

Dulac thought of Hamaki and Thunderlight, who were too thin in the eyes of the dwarves and lacked plump boobs and buttocks.

He poured himself another glass of ale and took a sip, when someone pushed the door open, a stranger who hid himself under his cloak.

A dressed waitress greeted her, and the stranger ordered a glass of fruit wine and a few foods.

Dulac saw a brass buckle in the shape of a leaf pinned to his cloak.

Later, the Cloaked Eater's smooth chin peeking out from under the hood also confirmed his suspicions.

"Huh~A Sissy (Elven) Assassin"

Because at this time, except for the men who can see smooth chin with razors popular in Baishiling, there are only elven sissies in the entire continent who have this kind of hairless chin, except for eunuchs.

Dulac walked over with the wine glass, which first slammed on the table, then jumped towards the court, jumped into the seat that was slightly higher than his height, turned the thick ring on his big finger, shook the light on the front of the other party's face, and said:

"As a senior, I would like to advise you to say two words, if you are here to work, don't live in my shop, because according to that damn law and order management regulations, if I don't report it, I will get into big trouble."

The other party fell silent, his hands on the table, as if shocked by his words, but Dulac felt his eyes under the cloak confirm the ring on his hand, and he was secretly on guard.

"You're Dulac?"

The cloaked man asked suddenly, in a deep voice.

"You know me? No, I'm not that famous yet......"

The cloaked man slowly raised his hands so that the dwarf could see his every movement, took off his gloves, and wore a ring on the smooth and slender middle finger of his left hand, which was exactly the same as the one on the middle finger of the dwarf's left hand, but scaled down.

Then he took off his hood, revealing a head of light gray hair, two pointed ears, and a beautiful face.

"It's not a sissy, it's an elf skinny ghost girl, what do I want?"

The elf rolled her eyes, she knew the aesthetic characteristics of the dwarves.

"Before I do, I need to confirm your identity"

The elf took out a wrapped animal skin scroll, and when it unfolded, it was covered with words that shone with magical light.

"I hate this way of identification"

The dwarf finished and bit his right thumb. Apply the blood to the front of the ring and press it on the empty space in the center of the reel.

"No way, otherwise I would not be able to hand over the goods to you, nor would I be able to get my payment"

Instead of doing the same thing as him, the elf took out a box of ink clay and took off the ring from the middle finger of his left hand. It is pressed on the ink and then stamped on the core of the Dulac seal.

After finishing the pattern of the last part of the magic circle on the scroll, the light flowed along the characters into the pattern formed by the two, probably distinguishing the blood of Dulac's blood from the composition of the elven magic clay, and finally some sbai appeared under the scroll, "The contract is complete, and the scroll holder can receive the reward at the adventurer's guild anywhere."

When the light dimmed, the elf rolled up the scroll and put it away.

"Where's my stuff?"

Dulac asked, taking a sip of his glass.

"Here"

The elf untied a black velvet pocket around his waist. Put it in front of the dwarves.

Dulac didn't rush to open it in his hand, but first checked the strap on the mouth of the bag, then looked at a magic copper lock lock plate inlaid on the bag, and nodded.

After completing the commission, the elf was clearly in a good mood and picked up the utensils again to eat.

The dwarf tossed the black velvet pocket in his hand, and looked very satisfied.

"I won't ask your name, anyway, your damn prudence and rules. What I was told was certainly just a pseudonym, but I'm going to tell you one more thing. Don't ...... in this city It's still small, but it's going to grow soon, don't do those dark things here, the managers here are not easy to mess with, I think you've seen it at the gates."

The elf just stuffed his mouth with food and looked at him with two big eyes winking.

"Woo...... Woo...... Woowoowoo......"

“……”

※I ※ is ※ evil ※ evil ※ ※ divides ※ cut ※ thread※

Only tickets will be accepted for the auction. There was no dress code, so whether it was His Royal Highness the Prince or the dwarven thieves, they all walked into the venue with a swaggering entrance ticket.

If anything, there is a difference. The former Mrs. Bourbon is a VIP box admission ticket, you can bring four maids, just had a meal in a Chinese restaurant and a meal of unscrupulous princes in a Chinese restaurant, and the mask man who can only swallow saliva can enter together, and the latter can only bring one companion to enter, thinking about it, Dulac had to take the elf assassin.

In fact, if he asked the elf assassin to put down his hood, he would definitely be super stylish and face-saving, after all, in this world, elves are also extremely rare existences.

……

Although the boxes are magically protected, they are not absolute, for example, Mrs. Bourbon, who managed to spy on and listen to the situation in the next box - it was a few female team members who were spending here after work.

Just as a computer whiz can always find loopholes in a firewall, Mrs. Bourbon was originally an archmage, and she also belonged to the top few people in the pyramid class of this world.

"The reason why the auction time is set at night is because these women have jobs during the day, which also means that there are good things in this auction that I don't know how to do, and even they want it."

"Evening auction, you let us out at noon?"

The masked man can't help but raise the bar with Mrs. Bourbon, which is said to be a sign of friendship, and when he visits the hospital, the handful of people who say "you're not dead yet" and swagger and eat the gifts are real friends.

"It's a lady's right," said Madame Bourbon, smiling with a hand in embroidered gloves to her lips. "Besides, haven't you already been invited to a big meal?"

"It's Hannibal eating, I'm just looking at it"

Prince Hetant picked his teeth and did not participate in the confrontation between them, but just smiled and watched.

However, in order to divert the attention of the two, he still interjected and said:

"Ali, do you know some auction items? What's in it? ”

"Those shops on the street that belong to the Red Star Chamber of Commerce, occasionally produce boutiques, equipment, weapons, potions, etc." Mrs. Bourbon thought for a moment and said, "In addition, I know that there are 'Star Sand', 'Moonstone', a whole skin of the leader of the Dark Demon Bear and all the materials in the body, and there may be some abyssal specialties, after all, that lord has taken your daughter to wander in the Abyss World Realm so far, and only returned a few days ago."

When he heard the words "Star Sand" and "Moonstone", Prince Hetante and the masked man were accustomed to it. He was still wearing a mask, and although his face had been repaired, the two sat up straight with serious expressions.

"The person you're talking about can really wander in the Abyssal World? It's not a fun place to be."

If it was the masked man who said this, Madame Bourbon would probably activate the poisonous tongue + taunt skill, but it was Hannibal who spoke. Mrs. Bourbon pulled out a crystal ball, the image memory crystal, from her body.

"I forgot to show you this thing, you are warriors and thieves, and you can better appreciate the strength of this female swordsman, and there is a blonde girl, whose strength is similar to her, and it is said that above them, there are several more powerful beings"

Just like Natalia's reaction at the beginning, Prince Hutantt and the masked man met Suomi for the first time. was deeply shocked, and the hand unconsciously imitated the movement of the sword, and the strength of the two was obviously much higher than that of Natalia at the beginning, and almost after two or three breaths, they looked at each other in shock.

Madame Bourbon added fuel to the fire and told Prince Huttante a piece of information that made his mind bulge—your precious daughter was going away with a red-haired female swordsman—and the implication was that if she hadn't been pushed into the big fire pit of Liu An, she might not know what would have happened now.

……

"It's been a long time since a new work has been released."

"Our guild perks, aren't they?"

"Ah, slip of the tongue. I mean, it's been a long time since he's made alchemical items."

Several women twittered and gave full play to their gossip expertise, and they were lying in the box very unimpressively. One slice of wine and chatted at the same time. The content of information that can be talked to in public is basically not within the scope of secrecy, so they don't care whether there is eavesdropping or not, and even if there is, maybe they still expect the information to spread out.

"I heard that the proprietress hunted a dark demon bear this time. Bear Tooth and Bear Claw have annihilation properties, making them powerful melee weapons."

"You also said that it is a melee weapon, which is useless to us, and it is a bit more than worth the loss to make a disposable magic bullet. It's better to give up early."

"Such an expensive thing, biu~biu~biu~ will shoot out, I'm reluctant to give it anyway"

"Little Money Fans"

"Thrift is a virtue"

"Huh? Speaking of the regiment commander just now, what did he do again? ”

"I heard Xiaoli say that it is a magical version of the Red Police base car, the peasant unit is a type I xenomorph, the combat unit is a type II xenomorph, there are some energy-level vehicles, and there are some fixed high-level magic building construction sequences, which can be used to collect resources, and can also be used to explode Type II xenomorphs or artificial intelligence-controlled combat vehicles as cannon fodder troops"

"Xiaoli?" The woman's eyes suddenly became evil, and she narrowed her eyes and said, "The information is so detailed, she has slipped into the boss's carnival party again, right?" ”

"What's the matter, the proprietress don't mind, when it comes to a carnival party, it's hard for them to protect themselves" Another woman touched her cheek and looked like a nymphomaniac.

"Oh ho ho, don't talk about Xiaoli, I'm happy to let me lick the head of the regiment from head to toe with my tongue"

"Wow, you've got a lot of taste"

"There's no way, the head of the regiment is too delicious now, and I'm willing to"

……

Hearing this, Madame Bourbon was slightly embarrassed, and said to Prince Hutant:

"Well, when you see him in person, you'll know that that adult is indeed very easy to arouse the love of women, just his appearance"

Prince Hetant's face was as usual, and the masked man used "Is it ......?" Looking at it, he looked like a woman, and sure enough, he caused the annoyance and anger of "what kind of eyes are you", and he was punched by Mrs. Bourbon so strongly that he almost vomited his stomach.

……

"Damn, it's all good, don't you ......"

Dwarf Dulac took out the metal flask he had with him, said angrily, twisted the lid and poured a sip of the top spirit called "tequila".

"Damn, I regret coming here, Star Sand, Moonstone, Dark Demon Bear King's minions...... Can't afford the same."

Although the elves beside him did not speak, their silent appearance should have been the same meaning. It is said that this elf just now took out the money bag and wanted to count his property, but soon the action froze there, and before he could raise the bidding card, he was killed by the nobles, wealthy businessmen, and large mercenary groups who took the money and did not pay it.

Durak, a dwarf born as an assassin, couldn't help but set his eyes on the box on the second floor, and the elves were also doing the same - but thinking of the White Rock Village Security Department, as well as the dungeon outside the village...... Dulac shuddered and whispered to the elf:

"I advise you to give up this plan, at least in the territory of the White Rock Territory, this is not a warning, but a piece of advice to you as a senior"

The elf nodded, without explaining anything, and asked in a deep voice, "How long do you have to establish the magic communication channel of the Adventurer's Guild, and what level of scale will it belong to after completion?" ”

Dulac stared at two brass bell-like eyes, and his drinking movements also stalled.

"What do you think I'm doing? Do you think that the adventurer headquarters will randomly find a mercenary to carry out this kind of mission? My mercenary level is seven stars."

The meaning of the seven-star adventurer in the adventurer's guild is that he is strong, at least a seventh-order powerhouse, with a task completion rate of more than ninety percent, a good reputation, and his own people who can be trusted.

As he spoke, the elf took off his gloves and held a badge in his hand.

Dulac looked at it, it was indeed a seven-star adventurer badge, and she held it in her empty hand, which also meant that it was her own soul-bound thing, and others could not use it.

Still, Dulac touched the badge with his fingertips, sending back a trace of burning pain, and confirmed it in this way.

"Level 3"

He said.

"Then you can have a small teleportation system," the elf said, putting back her gloves, she seemed unaccustomed to exposing her skin.

Dulac nodded, thought for a while, and added: "The goods you sent this time are the formation of magic communication and a small teleportation rune array, the former is used to exchange information and synchronize all guild tasks, and the latter is used to pass small objects and rewards."

"That's exactly what I mean, this place is very interesting, I want to stay longer, then I don't have to travel long distances to other clubs to collect rewards"

"Rest assured, my identity as an assassin is only a tool to deter bad guys, not a means of making a living, and I prefer to complete adventures and exploration missions rather than taking the lives of other creatures"

The dwarf saw the mouth of the elf under the hood laughing, but the thought in his heart was:

Believe in you to have ghosts. (To be continued......)