Chapter 282: Hurry up! Arrest me
Three days later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The proprietress took a finished storm cloak and brought it to Benjamin to look at.
The silver-white soft fur is draped down, beautiful but not eye-catching. Lacquered crow feathers adorn the upper part of the cloak, forming a pattern that resembles flowing clouds. On the inside of the cloak, the brown lines are embroidered with a strange semicircle with small notches.
Benjamin held it in his hand and could even feel a breeze blowing at his side. Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Thanks to the proprietress skill, they tried to make magic props for the first time, and the process went even smoother than expected, saving an unknown number of materials, and in the end, they were able to make such a high-quality finished product.
The same magic props will have different qualities due to different production techniques. The production diagram also says that if a breeze can spontaneously roll up near the cloak, it means that the quality has reached a sophisticated level. When the mage wears it, the power of the wind magic is multiplied.
The first time you can do this, the boss lady is indeed promising!
With that in mind, Benjamin handed the storm cloak back.
"After all, it's the first thing we've made, so take it. It's okay to wear it yourself, or to keep it as a souvenir, but if you take it out and sell it, it's best to wait for a while. Anyway, this thing is yours now. ā
The proprietress held the cloak and was a little surprised: "Then you ......"
Benjamin shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not that I don't want it, but I don't use wind magic. Besides, it's something you've worked so hard to make these days, so you can take it yourself!"
Making magic props takes up the proprietress's own cultivation time, and although they are all like a family now, he definitely can't give no benefits to others.
The capitalist exploits people, and they all have to pay some wages, let alone him.
When the proprietress heard this, she nodded happily and said, "That's okay, I'll keep it." ā
Seeing this, Benjamin smiled and said, "By the way, I have also thought about finding you a helper." The drawings were confidential and could not be passed on, so I discussed with a nearby textile workshop, and they were willing to take on some work on semi-finished products. In the future, if you have any steps in the production process that can be completed by non-masters, you will hand them over to them piecemeal, and the salary will be deducted directly from my account. He only handles semi-finished products for you, and the whole production method is still in our hands. ā
The proprietress thought for a while and said, "Okay, which workshop is it?"
Benjamin gave the hostess the address and contact person, and she nodded, took her cloak, and left happily.
"Whew...... Now that you're on the right track to make magic items. Watching the proprietress return to her room, Benjamin closed the door, stretched, and sighed.
In the past three days, there were no incidents, but the procurement of materials, negotiations with the workshop owner, the start of the accounts of Varys, and the inquiring about the market for Freden's magic items...... All kinds of miscellaneous things still occupy a lot of his time.
He was running out of time to deal with the sect and investigate the Vinci mage.
Speaking of which, the seeds he planted in the Mage Freemasonry should also sprout, right?
So he rested for another day, and the next morning he quietly went out and went to the streets where the "Keahulaan" sect was located.
Compared to the last visit, these streets are really depressed. The strange temple where he had pretended to be listening to the lecture before also looked black, and the traces of the fire had not yet recovered. Even the shop where Benjamin ate beef noodles last time seems to have been affected and closed for business.
It's really miserable, but it can't be helped, Benjamin's goal is not that these people are miserable, but that they disappear completely.
So, he walked down the street, letting go of the perception of the water element, and observing the situation of the occupants inside the door. However, as he walked through the family like this, he found that the people in the little round hats were doing quite well. They just closed the doors and windows and kept a low profile, but the beef and mutton offered on the altar at home were not lacking at all.
Seeing this, Benjamin frowned.
He'd already warned the Mage Freemasons, but four days later, haven't those Mages or the military personnel started to act?
It's weird......
Just when he wondered if something had happened in the middle, suddenly, several soldiers came over and stopped Benjamin, who was still thinking.
"Who are you, what are you doing here?"
The tone of interrogation also made Benjamin, who was still thinking about things, stunned for a moment.
Wait a minute......
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he didn't answer the soldier's words, but asked, "I'm sorry, are you soldiers who came to investigate because someone attacked here some time ago?"
Several soldiers looked at each other with strange expressions.
"Hey, we're asking you something, why are you asking us the other way?" said one of the soldiers, "Tell me, who are you, what are you doing here, if you don't, we'll arrest you as a prisoner!"
Unfortunately, listening to the soldier's threat, Benjamin not only did not get afraid, but became a little surprised.
"You are indeed the ones sent to investigate this!" he said, taking the soldier's hand and with a little excitement, "who is your chief? I want to see him." I have something very important to tell him. ā
The soldiers were stunned.
"You...... You ......"
"Who is your chief, who is in charge of this?" asked Benjamin.
"Yes...... Lord Reims Knight. ā
"Take me to him. ā
"You...... No, what the hell do you want to do?" and the soldiers, too, probably came to their senses, looked at Benjamin in disbelief, and said, "Why should I listen to you?
Hearing this, Benjamin was also a little distressed.
If he can't see anyone from above, how can he make sure that the Freden official will not let go of this sect?
After thinking about it, he said, "Well, do you think I'm suspicious? I know a lot of inside information about this, and as long as you chief comes, I will tell him absolutely everything. Quick, get me arrested!"
ā......ā
Several soldiers looked at Benjamin, wondering if he was dreaming.
"Are you crazy?"
"No, I'm not crazy. I'm already so suspicious, why don't you arrest me?"
"Neurotic ......" The soldiers shook their heads, showing expressions like eating Xiang, and turned around to leave.
"Hey, don't go. ā
"Don't come here! Come here again, we'll arrest you. ā
"Then you're going to catch it!"
"Neurotic, let's go quickly, ignore him. ā
Seeing this, Benjamin couldn't help it. He chased after him, flew up with a kick, and kicked a soldier hard in the ass. With a lot of force, he kicked the man so hard that he lost his balance and threw a dog on the erect ground.
ā......ā
Several other soldiers looked back at him as if they had gone mad.
"How many sins did they do in their last life to bump into you as a madman?" the system suddenly popped up and sighed in a sympathetic tone.
Benjamin didn't care about it.
In reality, he shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly to the soldiers: "I'm sorry, I hope I didn't hurt you, but ...... You've got a good reason to arrest me now, right?"