"What happens if you get close to a tombstone?" Tarrant asked uneasily

“...... A trail of blood...... Weep...... Trembling in the dark...... You won't want to see it. ”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became gloomy, and Katrina tightened her robe and asked softly, "What is that place?"

"There are trees around, sparse. ”

"Is it a big tree, a bare tree?" Tarrant had seen a tree next to the tombstone in the cemetery.

The prophet replied coldly, "I can't see clearly, woods", the cloak turned to the halberd, "This is the ......" The light black hands quickly stretched out from the cloak, "This is the ......", his body trembled slightly, and his tone suddenly excited, "The ...... of the elves"

Tarrant subconsciously grabbed the halberd, "Do you know it?"

"I ...... Where did you get that?"

Katrina quietly tugged at the hem of Tarrant's coat and shook her head slightly.

"Can you show me?" the prophet's arm stretched out of his robe, and his complexion grew more terrifying, and the light black from his fingertips to his elbows deepened like a piece of black charcoal.

This time, even Tarrant had some heart palpitations, the hand seemed to have some kind of disgusting disease, and it grabbed the tip of the halberd and made Tarrant let go of his hand in shock, which was probably the reason why the Prophet wore his cloak all day long, he was probably infected with the disease all over his body, and he snorted stiffly at the Prophet's request.

Ignoring the visitor's uneasiness, the Prophet clenched his halberd tightly and pointed his left index finger at the power stone, "Ahh......h Wisdom, shining on ......" voice seemed to tremble and as if choked "the road to the future ......"

"What?" Tarrant leaned in to him, the phrase seemed to have been heard there, and he couldn't remember, "What do you mean?"

"You ...... Where did you find it?"

Tarrant hesitated for a moment, "There's a black marketeer." ”

Katrina then asked, "What was that sentence just now...... Which book is on it?"

The Prophet's hand slowly moved along the veins under the power stone, "guiding the light and wisdom to illuminate the way ahead", he lowered his head and immersed himself in his memories, and for a long time, he said, "Can you resell it to me?"

Tarrant replied, "We intend to keep it permanently." ”

"Can you transfer it to me? I'm willing to exchange it for all the gold in this house. ”

The two looked at the cloak, although they didn't know how much "all the gold coins" were, but the other party could put forward this condition to prove that the number was very considerable, could it be ...... Tarrant wondered, is the Prophet the one the Faith Shop Elf said needed a halberd?

The prophet in front of him hugged the halberd almost caressingly, "I can give you the gold coins I got later." ”

Tarrant swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, "This halberd is useless, it's just an ordinary iron weapon," he reminded.

"I don't care", the prophet was not surprised.

"I ......" Tarrant turned to Catrina for advice.

Katrina snapped, "I'm sorry, we're not going to sell. ”

The Prophet curled up, "Everything else is fine, just give it to me." ”

"This halberd has a deep meaning for us, and as we have just said, we intend to keep it permanently", the mage did not back down in the slightest.

"How about a free service forever? Teleportation, prophecy, anything else I can do. ”

There seemed to be no comparison between the gold in the room and the forever free service, but in any case, Catrina had already stated that Tarrant would fully support her decision, and he immediately stood up, "I'm sorry", and the other party did not let go when he grabbed the halberd handle.

The two were deadlocked, the black hand under the cloak tightly wrapped around the energy stone, and Tarrant's right hand slowly moved to the side of the snowy day, "I'm sorry, we don't sell it." ”

"Don't you think about it anymore?" the voice grew cold and dull.

Katrina also stood up, taking two small steps back, dazzling staff in her hand.

A woman's scream came from outside the door: "Catch him, Catch him!"

Footsteps ran from left to right in a messy manner, noise, sirens, armor followed on the left, and the patrol was chasing the thief.

"Knight, if you're willing to sell someday, come to me," the prophet slowly let go of his hand, staring at the tip of the halberd.

"I'll do that one day," Tarrant said, carrying his halberd.

When the two of them sat in the carriage bound for the Fire Emblem Inn, Tarrant still did not understand the Prophet's actions, and he looked at the war halberd repeatedly, the Believer, the Elves, The prophets all admit that it has no energy to prove that the process of Xun Tie's loss of energy is indeed irreversible, the halberd has lost the value of the transaction, the only reason to sell it should be the wave pattern, the nostalgia of the old complex will not make a person willing to give up all his wealth, Tarrant does not understand what is hidden in the halberd, he can't figure it out, but another thing makes his heart more heavy, the prophet's prophecy.

Blood, weeping, it was clearly a bad omen, he was predicting that Katrina would die next to a tombstone, but Siante did not have such a place at all, the Lotus Lantern District was the safest place compared to other districts, there were few crimes, and who would do anything to Catherina? In Tarrant's experience, the prophets could only predict the very near future, and they must not go to a place with a tombstone for a few days.

The carriage swayed slightly, and Katrina was braced in front of the window with her arms propped up in front of the window as they had walked on the same pothole they had walked on the way they had fled from the mage's hut last night, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing", Tarrant would not admit that he had taken that prophecy to heart, which would cause the mage to be uneasy.

"Is it because I don't agree to sell the halberd?" the mage asked.

"No, despite the lack of money, the artifact of the Wisdom God still deserves our respect", Tarrant straightened up, "Not to mention that he also helped us get out of the temple", he looked at Katrina's face, he would not let her be fine.

"Hehe, I'm also worried that you'll be angry that I turned down a deal. ”

"Of course not, the real deal is here," said Tarrant, who opened the door as the car pulled up in front of the fire-patterned door, "and see what kind of work a man like me can get." ”

The two of them walked quickly into the fire pattern, there were not many adventurers gathered here at noon, sparsely lala around the three tables, and there was some noise from upstairs, it seemed to be a card game, and some adventurers who had nothing to do liked to gamble money to pass the time.

"What's the service?", the waitress behind the counter had noticed the two strangers entering the store, and she could tell which people were coming to eat and who were looking for work.

"I want to get a job," Tarrant leaned against the counter, "formally, it won't cause legal problems." ”

The waitress lowered her head and rummaged behind the counter with her hands, "I understand what you want to be paid." ”

The cost of repairs to the Stone Guardian was a big problem, and Tarrant estimated that he would get around a thousand gold coins, "close to four figures." ”

"Okay, wait a minute," the waitress poured out a glass of water and handed it to Tarrant.

"By the way, what's the status of Blenger's bounty now?" Tarrant asked in passing.

"He's no longer in Siant," the waitress replied directly, "There are three members of the Dark Temple Paladin who went with him to Kameca, and now the four members of that squad are Dragon, Ironwill, Lanton, and Judgment, and the total bounty of their squad is 20,000 gold coins, but I suggest that you forget about them." ”