Mr. Darko, who had been the first client of Rodin and Fletcher in Elden, the insomniac man who was plagued by dream tapirs, was now refreshed, with a slight hair and short lips and beards, completely lost his original sick appearance, but looked like a pampered rich man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Are you Rodin?" his eyes flashed with gratitude.

"I should have thought that only you would treat these oil paintings as treasures, and you would be reluctant to sell them!" Rodin put his arm on his shoulder excitedly, "The last time I said goodbye, it's been a year, we are really fated, let's talk about it, why don't you stay in Elden to guard the baby oil paintings, and run to St. Gallen?"

Darko suddenly held the other party's hand tightly and said sincerely, "I'm still ashamed of what you said when you left, and when you woke up the dreamer, I realized how ridiculous what I had been holding on to." It turns out that the most precious thing in my Daktronics is not the oil paintings of those masters at all, Valletta is my beloved, but unfortunately it is too late to regret it. ”

He muttered and bowed his head.

"But I still remember her greatest wish in life, so I took her ashes on a journey around the country. He rubbed emotionally against a glass bottle pendant on his chest, which was filled with a white gritty substance.

He was a little ashamed, "I still don't want to sell these treasures in exchange for travel funds, so I go to each place to open art exhibitions, so that at most half a year can accumulate enough Marelli to continue traveling, speaking of which, St. Gallen is already the second place where I travel with Valletta." ”

"It's the best of both worlds!" Rodin sighed, having seen the tomb keepers of the tomb, he already knew that perhaps Valletta had been reincarnated somewhere in the Empire. In addition, it was also his dream to travel around the Central Continent, but at least after the Battle of the Celestial Sphere of the Noble Prairie for Defense.

"Without further ado, is the 'Baruma Moon Mine' in that oil painting still in your possession?"

A hint of indignation flashed across Darko's face when he heard this, "I'm sorry if you could have seen it a month earlier, but it's a pity that the stone has been embezzled by that bastard Chopper Golis along with my ten oil paintings!"

It turned out that when Darko first came to St. Gallen, because he did not have the start-up capital of the gallery, he mortgaged the oil paintings and expensive ore to a local private company, the Bank of Gorich, took out a loan of money, and made a contract to redeem it within a month. As a result, the bank unilaterally tore up the contract and did not allow Daktronics to redeem the collateral.

"The value of my paintings and ores is much higher than the loan, and Chopper Golis, a wicked capitalist, knows that I am a foreigner, and when he sees that he is a foreigner, he sees that he wants to collude with the landlord to swallow up my property, and I report the case to the sheriff and do not respond for a long time. ”

Chopper Gaules was a dwarf whose ancestors had been capitalists who had run banks in St. Gallen, and in contrast to the rumored dwarven nature, he loved money more than wine and blacksmithing.

After venting, Darko said apologetically, "I'm out of shape, I really start to bleed in my heart when I think of those ten oil paintings!

"The country is easy to change, and its nature is difficult to change. Rodin sighed in his heart, but asked, "Chopper?

"How good can such a person be so business-minded? Not to mention that compared with the great nobles of St. Gallen, it is not even called a wealthy businessman. It's just an ordinary snake. ”

"It's hateful that this miser has been cowering in the bank and not going out, the bank is heavily guarded, and the powerful are guarded, and I can't even find the slightest opportunity!"

Rodin rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, "Should it be considered a legal act to go to the bank to redeem your property?"

"Of course, I still have the contract, it's clearly written in black and white, I wish he had made trouble with me and confronted the sheriff face to face!"

"Wait a minute!" Darko swallowed and stammered, "Do you want Rodin?"

"Mr. Darko, if I help you get your property back, that 'Baruma Moon Mine' ......"

"I'll send you!"

"I only need those ten oil paintings, and the Moon Mine will be used as a reward!" Darko patted his chest desperately, "If you can really redeem the treasure for me, then you are my great benefactor!" and then frowned in distress, "Then again, the Goris Bank has five full-fledged axe guards and hammer guards throughout the day, you ...... Is there enough force to deter them?"

Rodin was blind in one eye, his body was not as well-proportioned as a bear-like man, and he didn't even look like an ordinary man, which had to make Darko suspicious.

"Five formal powerhouses?" A crackling sound came from Rodin's clenched fists, "Don't worry, leave it to me!" The calm tone revealed a strong confidence, and Darko only felt that the young man in front of him was not burly and exuded a deep momentum like the sea, which inexplicably made him feel at ease and convinced, but he began to worry about those guards.

"You...... Be careful not to be too ruthless, just teach them a lesson, but don't kill anyone!"

As he spoke, he warmly shook the other man's hands and held on to them, as if he was afraid that Rodin would retort.

"With Rodin as your escort, I believe Chopper can no longer shamelessly deny this slut!"

In fact, when it comes to true value, the total price of Baruma's Moon Mine is not much higher than that of ten oil paintings, but Dacko only has the latter.

"Mr. Darko, let's settle it, you prepare all the materials today, and I will come to the gallery tomorrow morning to ask you to go to the Gaurich Bank to redeem the oil painting!"

The agreement was completed, and Darko only felt that the young man in front of him was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and his attitude became much more affectionate.

After greeting for a long time, Rodin said goodbye and left, and just after leaving the gallery door, a graceful figure suddenly stood in front of him.

"Brother, I'm looking for you again!"

"Are you surprised, are you happy, do you miss my sister?"

When Rodin looked up, he saw a charming face looking at him with a smile, who was it not Akama?

"Eh, sister, you...... How do you know I'm here?" he said, unconsciously clenching the money bag around his waist.

"Giggles, you can't escape the palm of a wizard who is proficient in prophecy!" Akama carried a pair of Rouyi behind him, leaned forward slightly towards him and bent her waist, her pretty face close to his cheek, a few strands of hair floating mischievously, exhaling like a coquettish voice, "Sister is hungry, she must have a full meal to replenish her energy." I have already chosen the address, which is at the Kiyang Tavern in the eastern district of the city, where the signature dish of cream squirrel fish tastes excellent, and it can also be beautiful and beautiful. Only you are willing to take care of your sister and make a promise!"

The signature dish and this woman with a bigger appetite than him must have cost a lot, and thinking that he still owed Master Singio 100,000 Marelli, Rodin's eyes suddenly darkened, and his future became bleak.

Akama didn't care so much, and Rouyi clenched his rough palm and headed straight for the tavern, sprinkling countless silver bells of laughter along the way.