The battle was over, and the dungeon was completely quiet again.

Downton dragged the corpse of the demon spider mother and walked down the long street, like a hunter on his way home after a full load, and the fireflies gathered like starlight, converging into aurora ribbons of light, flashing over the city.

The muscles were broken, and Downton's arm was shaking slightly, and he couldn't even pick up the quick-acting healing potion.

Selace was nervous for a while, but finally came to her senses, and quickly took out one, pressed it open, and brought it to Downton's mouth.

The red liquid was sucked into the mouth, and immediately burst into a sweet taste of juice, and then flowed into the stomach, like the comfort of basking in the sun on a spring day.

Downton hadn't drunk healing potions before, and he didn't know that fruit smells were the norm, and he thought it was a special hobby of the shopkeeper of Wolves and Spices, but the effect was really good.

The agent quickly takes effect, the skin stops bleeding, and begins to allow hematopoietic cells to speed up hematopoiesis to make up for the lost blood.

"It would be even more perfect if there was one more healing spell. Downton muttered, it seemed that after capturing Jackson, he was going to talk to the cheap god.

Walking all the way, watching the potholes blown up by the spider mother's magic bullet in the street, Downton still had some palpitations, and then stepped on the steps of the Hohenzollern Bank.

Entering the hall, Serex immediately motioned to Downton with her eyes to look at the office counter on the left.

Downton glanced at it and saw nothing, but he knew that Homer must be hiding behind him.

The door of the vault weighs five tons and is a meter thick metal plate, which looks full of a sense of heaviness and security, and with the strength of the Hohenzollern family, as long as it is placed in the collection of the vault, it is absolutely safe.

"Over here!" Celes lowered her voice as she led Downton around the steel containers, a six-pointed star pattern of magic arrays carved into the floor, glowing with light.

"It's that simple?" Downton frowned, compared to the teleportation array in the inn that was inlaid with hundreds of magic stones, this humble one was like a child's graffiti.

"No way, there is not enough time, but don't worry, it can definitely be teleported. Serex hastened to reassure that she understood that time was urgent, and after standing up, she beckoned Downton, "Let's go." ”

"No hurry!" Downton stopped, and with his caution, he would never have walked in if he had not let the cunning ghoul see him.

......

Jackson hid for a while in the building opposite the bank, but still did not see Downton come out, and was very curious about what they were doing, so he quietly ran over.

Hiding in the doorway, Jackson showed one eye to observe the hall, there was no one, but the door to the vault was open.

"By the way, how did I forget the vault, they must be checking the loot. Jackson banged his head against the wall and scolded himself for being stupid.

Jackson paced back and forth, constantly looking up and looking into the vault, but he couldn't see anything, which made him itch.

Of course, the brain and internal organs are delicious while they are hot, because they are the most nutritious, in addition to this, Jackson also wants to see what is in the vault, although he has become a ghoul, but Jackson, who has wisdom, is still very interested in treasure.

While hesitating, Jackson suddenly heard an exclamation, which seemed to be mixed with the word 'artifact'.

I wanted to listen, but there was no sound anymore.

Jackson was teased by the 'artifact' and fidgeted, his forehead was sweating from the Nicaraguan waterfalls, and if he missed this time, he was afraid that he would never have the chance to see the artifact again.

"What am I afraid of, I'm a ghoul who is about to be promoted to the middle rank, even if that human is not injured, I can kill him, by the way, just eat him together, anyway, he can't get out if he blocks the door of the vault. Jackson made up his mind and immediately pounced on the vault.

The vault was a bit dreary due to the lack of air circulation, but the ghouls breathed very little, which had little effect on Jackson.

"Where's the people?" the steel container blocked the view, so that Jackson didn't even see a shadow of the undead.

Originally a little apprehensive, Jackson was relieved to see the body of the spider mother on the table, and instead of rushing to eat, he bypassed the shelves and went to find Downton and the death banshee.

"What can I say to show my strength?" Jackson thought, and hesitated, thinking that if he killed Downton, the dungeon would return to that lonely, lonely time, so it would be better to capture him and keep him as a slave.

"Yes, that's it, human slave, take it out of Dora Wind!" Jackson had just made up his mind when he walked behind the shelves, dumbfounded.

"Huh, what about people?"

Except for the eerie magic circle on the floor, there was nothing else, and Jackson's face was confused, and then he suddenly realized that he was desperate and ran towards the door.

Too late!

With a thud, the steel door closed tightly, not even a trace of air could escape.

"Let me out!" Jackson clung to the door, making a sizzling screech, and its hysterical howl only echoed through the vault in futility.

The Grimoire floated out of the banking hall and projected the Demonflame text.

'Mission accomplished'!

"Oye!" Hidden in the dark, Celestia, who looked nervous, immediately jumped up happily and floated over when she saw the big words.

A smile tugged at the corner of Downton's mouth, leaning against the wall and not moving, the fourth stage was finally completed, and the tense nerves could be relaxed.

"Then it's time for the ghoul to compromise and sign the death contract. "The Grimoire is very excited, with one more Demon Servant with wisdom, Downton's combat power will increase a lot.

"That guy is too cunning, if it weren't for Downton's eagerness and shouting an artifact, it is estimated that it would not have been in it. Celes patted her chest, a little afraid, "Fortunately, Downton couldn't bear it and didn't listen to me and left the vault early, otherwise it would have been bad." ”

"All four stages have been completed, Downton, your execution is very strong, but is this injury too serious?"

Homer's most optimistic estimate is to complete the third stage, which still requires Celes to cooperate with it, but I didn't expect Downton to do it alone, of course, the price paid is his horrific injury, at least don't think about doing it with people for a week.

"It's okay, just heal your injuries. Downton smiled happily, "But if I miss this opportunity, I will regret it for the rest of my life, and if you want me to be a coolie, Jackson will have to pay the price, and wait to be a slave for the rest of my life." ”

"Will it sign a contract? As an undead, it won't starve to death for at least two or three months. Celestia began to get nervous.

"The point of this jihua is not starvation, but captivity, if it doesn't agree, it's ready to spend the rest of its life in the vault!" Homer didn't say, there are some things on this shijie, but it's more terrible than death.

"Now it's all that remains to wait. Downton stood up, "Go back to the den, treat the wounds, and then feast and celebrate the victory." ”

"Ou, Ou, eat a big meal, I still have to listen to the story, Juliet's story. Serex shouted, also smiling, happy like a child.

"Well, I'll tell you about it for a day. Downton touched the Death Banshee's hair.

"And the loot, this is a great harvest!" Homer didn't open the box in advance to appreciate the loot, so naturally she had to do it with her companions, so it was full of fun.

After a sumptuous meal, after listening to Juliet's martyrdom for Romeo by the tomb, the grievances and feuds between the two families disappeared, Celes cried with tears in her eyes, and Homer even splashed ink on the spot and wrote a sonnet-line line poem to commemorate their aiqing.

"Is it so impressed?" Downton was puzzled as he took a sip of ghost honey.

"It's so cold-blooded!" said Homer's poisonous tongue, "your heart is made of stone?"

Celest, who had always been on the same side as Downton, nodded this time, looking at Downton with big sky-blue eyes open.

"Weishenme is going to kill the lovers, you executioner!" sighed Homer.

"Yes, butcher!" Celes thought for a moment, deciding that this word was not enough to describe Downton's 'ruthlessness', and added the adjective, "Demon butcher." ”

"Well, I surrender, I'm a butcher. Downton teased, clearing the table and turning up the wick of the oil lamp, "But shall we appreciate the loot before judging me?"

"Say that again?" said Sereth, floating up to Downton, shaking his arm, white cheeks full of pleading.

Downton looked at Homer for help, and the Grimoire had defected.

After speaking three times, Downton's throat was almost smoking, and a banshee and a magic book were satisfied.

"It's really a classic, if it is rehearsed into an opera, it will definitely take the Xitu continent by storm. Homer sighed, "Such a beautiful story should be shared with people all over the continent." ”

"Are you still finished?" Downton stroked his forehead, "if that's the case, I won't talk about the Count of Monte Cristo." ”

"Well, appreciate the loot. Homer opened the war space, and the elemental arm carried six black boxes on the bedroom floor.

Ten ten-gallon olive oak barrels followed.

"The box is good, it can sell a lot of gold coins, right?" Downton looked at the hand embroidery on it, even after three thousand years, it had not completely faded.

"The more expensive ones are still in there. Homer stepped out of the way, "I didn't move the steel containers in the bank to block Jackson's view." ”

"There's wine in the barrel, isn't it?, can you still drink it after all this time?" Downton took an empty glass, then unscrewed the hose, and the pale green wine immediately flowed out, overflowing the room with a fresh fragrance.

Celestia couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"It's a victory wine, in the style of a barrel pattern, made by a tribe of forest elves. "Homer Kop," because of the scarcity of quantities, they are generally used as tribute, except for the wine cellars of wealthy nobles, there are only one or two barrels hidden in the cellars, and nobles who have no status and status can't even see it, let alone take a sip. ”

Homer guessed right, it was bought by a duke at a huge cost.