The fat boss is obviously also the head of the "king-controlled" creature, seeing Augustine choose his favorite leather whip in private, plus 5 Bourbon silver coins in hand, the smiling face is not only flattering but also adds a bit of self-righteous tacit understanding, and he has a little admiration for the young foreigner in front of him who is dressed shabby but has a unique taste, after all, the ordinary master chooses the little Lori to be trained and cultivated, and the customer who looks serious is directly to the "king" Direction development,The so-called king control,It is the opposite of the queen control,Little Lori doesn't have an extraordinarily flexible body and docile character,It's hard to be controlled by the king.。

So the "awe-inspiring" fat man explained to Augustine in detail the commercial distribution of the crow market, the black market for magic items that Augustine needed was in the Dunkerton underground trade area not far from the French Orange, in addition to the northernmost corner of the crow, there is a more high-end Champs-Elysée Witch Street, where more than 20 shops of all sizes have a long history of at least a hundred years, and there are even two signs that are said to be as old as the Vatlantican Holy See, and the fat man has only heard of one of them, the Pope.

Augustine didn't go to the bustling Dumbton trading district first, as Elizabeth had hoped, but went straight to Witch Street and found the "Pope" prop shop at the end of the street, which was particularly gloomy compared to the noisy Raven Market, and the narrow stone pavement was full of black-robed silent people.

The Imperial Mage rank is more cumbersome than Arcane and Gamma Arts, and unlike the two main classes of Knight Swordsman, who are less than level 10 and cannot wear the status badge, each level of the Empire's officially recognized mage has the right to pin a badge to the chest of the magic robe, with levels 1 to 3 being low-level and wearing the Root Grass Magic Badge, and 4 to 6 being mid-level and wearing the Purple Lily Badge.

7 to 9 is the high-level Sword Butterfly Chrysanthemum Association badge, such as Augustine, who has obtained the Magic Association's level 5 magician qualification, can wear a two-petaled purple lily, and at level 10 to enter the Grand Magician, from 10 to 16, the tulip badge will also increase from a single petal to enough for ordinary magicians to worship 6 petals.

Levels 17 to 20 are known as the untouchable class of magical sages, and most of the magicians in this ranks enter the Royal Society of Magic, either teaching at Morgan College, the cradle of imperial magicians, or holding high positions in the local county and provincial magic associations, and a very small number of them are scattered among the large families of the empire, becoming family magic teachers of the nobility, and they are usually awarded a golden shamrock medal by the Prime Minister of the Empire or, occasionally, by Emperor Jupiter himself.

The Holy Empire is able to withstand the "Son of the God of War" Titan Empire, which launches a wave of tidal attacks almost every 5 years, not by relying on the Holy Coffin Knights and Holy Spear Swordsmen who are only a quarter of the number of "War Maniac" Titans, but by the huge team of magicians and arcanists second only to the Plantagenet Dynasty, which has been analyzed by the Imperial Thinker, the cultivation cost of a Titan Beginner Holy Coffin Knight is 1.6 times that of the Imperial Magic Sage, so the most words on the lips of the Holy Empire court mage, " It was our spell that dragged the wheels of the Titan chariot and broke the spear of the Titan Devil. ”

Someone dismissed this, "20 years ago, it was the Knights of the Black Roses with the most blood in the empire who blocked the Titans' crazy attack, and it was Prince Otis who dragged the most insidious and bloody group of hawkish generals of the Titans in a hundred years into hell with their fanatical followers at the cost of the entire Knights. 20 years later, it was the Imperial Caesar Gold Coin stuffed into the pockets of the Titan nobles that slowed down the pace of the war beast, great meritorious Imperial magicians, proud fellows, go to the southern battlefield and take a look, the corpses with the most strings on the Titan spears are the ignorant and weak. ”

He was Augustine's duke's father, who would later be regarded as the No. 2 traitor in the garb of the Empire's elegant poet.

Augustine has not participated in large-scale military battles, but he is extremely sure that there is no commander who is well versed in knightly warfare and magic deployment, and the movements are often slower than the knights or even the infantry, once the enemy closes the distance, in front of the large army, their dazzling spells will definitely not work as imagined, and then it can only be a one-sided slaughter, the Titan Knight, what he likes to do most is to pierce the mage wearing the badge with a single shot, and then string the corpse together and pick it on the blood-soaked sharp spear, that is the knight's biggest and most silent bright red honor。

Therefore, the coward Young Master Augustine did not choose to bury his head in magic books since he was a child, and he did not revel in it, even if he had a magic teacher who was more beautiful than Miss Elizabeth and must be closer to the gods, Augustine only chose to believe in her, not in magic, for Augustine, who was probably more aware of the crisis than the Duke and Prince Otis, a little more mastery of skills would be able to sleep more peacefully.

Its own strength is the last and most reliable trump card in this world.

This is the fundamental reason that supports him to reach the high-level realm of the tenth place and 9 main professions of the empire, and as for whether he still has a little desire to be qualified to desecrate the body of the witch Artemis, these are all secrets buried deep in the hearts of the public enemies of the empire.

Most of the black-robed magicians walking on the Champs-Elysées Witches Street wore the sword butterfly chrysanthemum badge, and occasionally one or two elderly tulip badges passed by Augustine, and the magician profession may be a path that may earn great honors, but it is definitely a silent and silent road, except for Constantine, a gifted and lucky imperial darling from a large family, and Augustine happens to have a lot of trouble and estrangement with the young nouveau riche of Jupit, when he had hoped to improve the situation, Prince Otis was given a statue of St. Urban, and Rottonchild also slipped into the dark abyssAfter all, the archpriest Napoleon, who was the son of the old patriarch, was the hottest celebrity in the imperial capital at the moment, and I am afraid that even Emperor Jupiter had to take the time to look at this young pious but quiet and kind young man.

Augustine stood across the street, looking at the "Pope" antique shop, which was much more modest than expected, and did not rush in. Elizabeth, who obviously preferred the Dunkton underground market, said impatiently: "I know you don't want to let the many observers lurking in the shadows know your details, after all, a guy has two bottles of unknown Helo-level 'hot springs', which is a new thing that can make the Crow Market boil for a long time, but you are not afraid that some strange and strange guy in the witch street will recognize the staff of the dragon's eye titan in your hand?

"I'm not afraid to deal with big guys like Greenspan, even to war. But I had a headache and struggled with the greedy little nobles of Alpha City. The former didn't care if I had two or ten bottles of Helo-level poppy-level magic liquid, they must have been more interested in today's auction item of the Law Orange, but the latter would. Augustine disagreed, and decided to enter the "Pope", a signboard that would never appear in the imperial capital, in the Holy Empire, the Pope is a taboo word above the Titans, because of the "Pope is infallible" The powerful Byzantio was the spiritual father of the entire continent, and the Vatican was finally accepted by the Holy Empire, as the state religion, and the two excommunicated each other from the pope and the patriarch, which was the root of the secret war between the papal hall and the sacramental ministry.

"But I want to go to Dunkton, and the fat man says there's a lot of beautiful magic powders for beauty. Elizabeth wrinkled her little face and finally told the truth.

"When I have money in my pocket, and I am no longer a dangerous person with two bottles of conch poppy hot springs on my body, of course I will take Miss Elizabeth to Duncaton to feast my eyes, and I think that a miser with 40,000 Caesar gold coins in his pocket would be willing to pay a few dozen gold coins to buy some rewards for a lady butler who takes care of the housework with all her heart. Augustine laughed.

Elizabeth was moved to tears by Augustine's rare generosity, she had forgotten how long she had eaten two meals a day to nibble on one and a half copper plates of black bread, when she was thirsty, she could only drink the water of Black Swan Lake, tired only a cold wooden bed without goose down sheets, occasionally wanted to go to Augustine's cot to rub a little warmth, and would be kicked down by him, lamenting that the tragic fate of Queen Elizabeth could only transfer her anger to the head of a little pet whose fate was more tragic than her.

There is no dozing off weird old man or wrinkled old witch in the antique shop "The Pope", but a young girl's version of Professor Shirley, a pure angel face that will make men feel innocent even if they kill someone, with the hottest White Rose Duchy* The inferior devil's figure, especially the pair of murder weapons on the chest that is enough for a bard to praise the Creator, made Augustine stunned for a long time, if this girl in a black and white clean maid costume appeared alone, Augustine would never be the slightest sluggish, but she stood alone in this antique shop with a gothic style when she heard the name, tiptoeing with a feather duster to wipe the glass case, touching a high place, and jumping lightly, and then shaking naturally the two heavy balls of beauty on her chest, Miss Elizabeth wanted to immediately pull out the leather whip and beat her。

"Beautiful lady, may I ask if you are buying a 'hot spring' here?" asked Augustine with a smile, surveying the antique shop without a trace. There are not many collections, but each one is a luxury item that only the great magic of level 10 or above has the power to fully control, and not far from Augustine is a row of "praise" level dark crystal magic staffs, and the amazing thing is that those magic wands are made of "late autumn" level black crystals that are not scarce.

In the field of magic training, the magic craftsmen who can make and create props with a difference of more than two grades are already geniuses, and the "Late Autumn" that belongs to the flawless level ranks 5th in the mineral rating, and the "Praise" is already the 9th level second only to the sacred, epic, and aria, so the master who created this batch of crystal magic wands is undoubtedly a madman among geniuses, and the value and price of such a magic wand are 8 times that of the aria-level equipment made of aria-level materials, or even higher, and the incomparably amazing Augustine's gaze never returned" The maid", in addition to the magic wand, there are also robes and a large number of "Winter Bird" grade mineral alchemy from the praise level magic powder and liquid, Augustine finally found a pattern that made him cry and laugh but extremely shocking, this antique shop can be placed in the public eye of the props and equipment can be among the ranks of luxury, but certainly no more expensive and rare than some collection stores on Witch Street, but it is certainly the only big-name antique store that can raise the price to an exaggerated point, Augustine believes that the "Pope" really collects good things will be very valuable.

"Dear sir, we only buy hot springs above the 'weight bud' level here, and if it can reach more than 95 conch poppies, we will definitely give you a satisfactory price. The innocent maid turned around and smiled, innocent, like a little girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, it is hard to imagine that the "Pope" would rest assured that this kind of character will take care of the shop, it seems that she is more like a simple vase who was abducted into bed by a handsome aristocratic young master with a few words.

"You identify it. Augustine pulled out a beautiful crystal vase carved with a centaur pattern.

"Perfect conch poppy! This is the second time I've seen such a pure hot spring, 99:99 sir, are you really going to sell this little one? It's not your average conch poppy hot spring, if I'm not mistaken, there hasn't been such a lovely hot spring in the Imperial Market for many years, I advise you to take it to Morgan City, believe me, dear sir, there will be a lot of great magicians above level 10 in the cradle of Imperial magic who are willing to pay a sky-high price for it! Someone would even take out a loan from a damn vampire banker, and have it!" exclaimed the curvy but coolly dressed girl, with a look of sincerity that should never have appeared on a businessman's face.

"Don't you want to buy it?" said Augustine, an unspeakable emotion welling up in his heart.

It seems that he despised these little ones carved with the ancient coat of arms of the centaurs in the first place, and yes, the eternally elegant Duchess always gave the best things to his most distressed son.

With three ancient surnames, her greatest pleasure was listening to Augustine recite "Flowers Do Not Die" in a young and crisp voice.

At that time, the skies of Augs Song City were always clear, the sun of Rotonchild was always kind, and the wise and kind mother would tell her children the story of the dragon and the princess.

"My child, killing the dragon and saving the princess is something that only warriors do. You just be a carefree nobleman, and when you grow up, your mother will find you the most touching girl in the empire, okay?"

At that time, the mediocre little heir of Rotonchild would always wipe his saliva and nod vigorously.

Augustine's eyes were imperceptibly gloomy.

"Of course I do, but the price is definitely not as good as the Morgan auction, this is 100,000 Caesar gold coins, 100 Imperial Caesar tickets, you count them carefully. The girl handed Augustine 100 Imperial Caesar vouchers worth 1,000 Caesar coins, and the huge wealth of 100,000 Caesar gold coins was handed to Augustine as easily as a handkerchief, and she quickly took the crystal bottle, as if she was afraid that the guest in front of her would regret it.

"I'm sorry, I take it back. Augustine shook his head suddenly.

"Sir, do you think the price I gave is not fair?"

The "Pope" never bargains, and this time, the maiden seemed to be tempted to break this old and rigid rule, and said sincerely: "I will add another 20,000 Caesars, sir, this is already my greatest sincerity, in the crow market and the Champs-Elyséed street, it could not be more expensive." ”

Augustine shook his head slightly, returned to the girl a stack of Caesar tickets that would quickly get him out of his status as a poor nobleman and qualify for the Orange Auction House, put away the crystal bottle again, and turned around and walked out of the "Pope" in the shock, annoyance, and confusion of the girl. The girl stood still, she didn't think that this middle-level magician in ordinary religious robes wanted to make a fortune on a bottle of conch poppy hot springs in the distant Morgan Plains, she could see that he did not have the slightest desire for wealth when he refused the deal, and a young magician who was not hot and greedy did not have that ambition and speculative hobby.

The strange girl with a body comparable to Professor Shirley's horns snapped her fingers, and a delicate and beautiful long-tailed canary passed through the window and stopped on her arm, she tore off a blank piece of paper, wrote down a paragraph, and stuffed it into the canary's mouth, this is a mechanical bird that represents the very high level of the scientific and technological department of the Vatican Holy See, and it is a wisdom crystallization that perfectly blends magic and alchemy.

The girl's voice suddenly changed from the lightness of the conversation with Augustine to the mature charm, and she said to herself: "Little Alice of the Greenspan family, it seems that I have found you a good personal magic teacher. ”

Augustine walked out of the Pope, sighed, and apologized: "Elizabeth, I can only owe you a few dozen more Caesar gold coins." ”

Lori's housekeeper, who lost a lot of wealth this time, was surprisingly lifeless, and she took Augustine's hand gently and gently, and said with a smile: "Poor bastard Augustine, after you return to Black Swan Lake, can you sing me "Lullaby" again before going to bed?"

Augustine nodded, "Yes, Miss Elizabeth." ”

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Elizabeth did not answer, for she knew the solemnity of Augustine's heart.

As she said, she was the only one who accompanied a poor man on the darkest journey of his life.

At this moment, she is the real Queen Elizabeth of that mature wisdom.