Mages are the wealthiest people on the continent, and there is no doubt that they have the means to make money.

You can go to mysterious areas that are difficult for ordinary people to reach, collect all kinds of scarce resources, and you can also earn a lot of huge profits through various branches of alchemy, such as potions, jewelry making, and enchantment, and you can also respond to the requests of kings or nobles with your own powerful power, and you can get sky-high rewards with a snap of your fingers and strength.

However, what Master Alvin is doing at this moment is not for the sake of making money.

The reason why he would set up an open-air stall in a corner of the city, acting like a charlatan, and doing the kind of ridiculous thing that the 'demon in a bottle' does in bedtime stories, is simply because this guy is boring.

Yes, boring.

What kind of creature is the scariest? The answer may be bizarre.

Some people will say that the cunning and evil devil is the most terrifying, others will say that the ferocious and irritable monster is more frightening, and still others will say that the wife who wants to do it again after three times is the most terrifying......

However, Mage Alvin believes that the most terrifying thing in this multiverse is the kind of boring people with great power, such as mages.

One day, some mages suddenly feel a little tired and tired from the endless study of magic, so they raise their heads from the vast pile of old papers and move their muscles and bones, wanting to relax and have some fun.

At this point, what can make these powerful but somewhat obscure crowds interesting is the big question.

Do you turn all the men in the village into women, or do you turn all the women in the village into men, or do you do both? Let these "lucky" villagers experience a different and beautiful life?

Honestly, it's really fun, and it's blood-pumping to think about.

There are many more interesting things, however, if the trajectory of order is not followed, there are incalculable consequences. Thankfully, this is rarely the case, after all, mages are still synonymous with sanity.

Alvin's own choice of relaxation is to listen to all kinds of people pour out their strange wishes in this open-air stall.

He loved to listen to the chatter of these people, to see the purest desires, the anger, the hatred and the dissatisfaction, the hope and thirst that burned so hot that their faces were on their faces.

Whether or not Alvin would respond to these people and fulfill the wishes that poured out of their mouths depended entirely on how he felt at the time. Of course, if the value of the items placed on the table is high enough, it will also greatly increase the likelihood that he will be in a good mood.

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"If I'm not mistaken, you're asking—Giethoorn?" Alvanfa put his right hand on the table and tapped it lightly, "That's a little weird, where did you hear that name?"

'Giethoorn', the exact location of this place Alvin knows for himself. However, the name should not come out of the mouth of an ordinary adventurer.

"Does that matter?" the Nord frowned. With this movement of his, the quaint tattoo on his forehead became a little hideous, "Your Excellency the Honored Mage, I just want to know where it is, that's all." ”

"It depends. If you want to hear the answer from me, it's important. Otherwise, it is worthless. Alvin spread his hands, "Of course, if you don't want to say it, you can naturally not say it, after all, everyone has some little secrets that they don't want others to know." We should respect these secrets. ”

Just as Alvin said the word "secret", the Nord's body suddenly tensed subconsciously, but then relaxed, as if that momentary stiffness had never happened.

After three heartbeats, the Nord spoke, "In [Mission......" he coughed, "I mean, I received a mission, and this mission requires me to go to Giethoorn in Shamrock City. I thought this town was supposed to be near Shamrock Castle, but ......"

"But when you came here, you tried to inquire in many ways, but you found that no one knew where this town was. Alvin took over from the Nords, "They hadn't even heard the name 'Giethoorn', as if it didn't exist, did it." ”

The Nord were surprised, then nodded silently.

Alvin smiled, reached out and picked up the blue ** spar on the table, and fiddled with it casually in front of him, "Good magic crystal, there is really a lot of magic power in it, but to be honest, it is not very useful to me." Because in the area shrouded by Dawn......" he pointed to the towering magic tower in the distance, "my magic is almost limitless. ”

Despite that, he still received the magic stone into the spatial ring, "It seems that the publisher of the mission you received did not tell you everything. If this task really exists. ”

"It, of course it exists!" said the Nord man with a blank face, "I can guarantee it." ”

The corners of the 'Demon Spirit in the Bottle' raised the corners of his mouth, "If you could, I would like to know, what exactly do you want to do when you go to Giethoorn?, or what mission does it require you to do? ”

Compulsion is the most boring thing, Alvin thought to himself.

His mentor, who had reached the ninth order and was about to enter the legendary realm, always liked to force others to do things they didn't like to do. For example, the mentor always wanted Alvin and the other apprentices to remember everything he said, whether it was useful or not.

But Alvin didn't want to be like that. If he was allowed to do it, he would make the apprentices willingly remember all the words he said, and willingly follow the rules he set, just like the people in line in front of him.

After a brief silence, the Nord spoke again, "I'm going to go to that town and find a house, and then I'm going to spend the night in that house, and that's it." Don't be surprised, don't be suspicious, it sounds ridiculous, but that's what I'm going to do. You know, if I wanted to deceive you, I could have made up a better excuse. ”

"I think your quest publisher must have some kind of weird bad taste, I can smell it in what you're talking about. The 'Demon in the Bottle' pointed to his nose, "The same bad taste as me, or rather, the same bad taste as many people who have nothing to do." Alvin laughed.

"I'm an adventurer, taking on quests, completing quests, getting paid, that's all. Nord's face twitched, "Even if the person who posted the mission had some kind of weird hobby as you said, it wouldn't have anything to do with me. His expression was very strange, "So, will you tell me the answer?"

"What if I don't tell you?"

"Even if you don't tell me, I'll look for other ways to find out. "I think that since this town does exist, you are certainly not the only one who knows about it." ”

"You must go?"

"A must go. ”

Alvin nodded, "'Persistence' is a good quality, but sometimes you don't know if the road ahead is smooth, thorny, or riddled with deadly traps. ”

He looked at the crowd behind Barritt, "If you really want to know, just find a random place here, wait for me for a while, and to be honest, it's not something that can be said clearly in a simple sentence or two." ”

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