Norman didn't care what Thomas whispered, he just put his hand into his crotch, and this action made Thomas, who was already distracted, suddenly gather his eyes and look at him vigilantly.

"What are you going to do?!"

Norman glanced at Thomas inexplicably, ignored it, and dug his hand into the crotch of his pants a few times, and pulled out a money bag. The vigilance in Thomas's eyes gradually dissipated after seeing the money bag, but he looked at Norman's crotch twice, as if he couldn't figure out why someone had hidden the money bag in that part.

Norman took out the money bag, placed it on the table, stood at the table, and slowly untied the string with his intact left hand, unfolded it, and then a white light came out of it.

It was a piece of silver, at least a few dozen, and there were some copper ass in between.

Thomas's eyes were attracted to so many Yinnar at once, and he stared without blinking.

Norman twisted out 3 silver narls from it, placed them on the table, and pushed them closer to Thomas.

"It's yours. ”

He had promised Thomas that he would give him three silver if he could help.

Thomas was not polite, and took a step forward and quickly snatched the 3 silver narls.

He seemed to be a little worried about whether Norman, a poor ghost, had gotten the fake Yinnar to trick him, so he pinched one of the Yinnar and put it to his mouth and bit it lightly, then took it to his eyes and took a closer look. But he was still not at ease, so he ran to the only window in the room and pushed it open.

When I opened the window, I realized that it was already daylight.

As the windows opened, the sound of pedestrians chatting in the streets, the cries of street vendors, and the shouts of the red and white stripes to drive away the vendors who had not paid the protection fee poured in, as if they had returned to the world from heaven at once. Along with this, there is also the surging heat of summer and the noisy smell of dust, which warms up this room, which was a little shady just now.

Thomas stood by the window, held the bitten silver nar in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully for a long time, then he put it back in his hand with satisfaction, and clenched it tightly in his palm with the other two silver narls, and turned around and walked back.

"You've made a fortune?"

Thomas looked at Norman several times, his expression confused, as if he couldn't figure out how this poor ghost who slept on the street could really give him 3 silver narls.

To be honest, when Norman just said that he would help him with 3 silver narls, he actually didn't expect to have 3 silver narls, and it would be good to get 3 bronze ars in the end.

"yes, rich. ”

Norman replied casually, noticing that Thomas's gaze was constantly looking at the silvers he had spread out on the table, and thinking of what Thomas had just done.

Judging from Thomas's performance, it is very likely that this down-and-out guy is the kind of person who dares to work hard for money, just like himself, and this is easy to do.

However, Norman did not immediately cut to the chase, but chatted casually with Thomas first.

"But you said you used to be a doctor, why did 3 silver narls make you so happy?"

Thomas shook his head, "When I was a doctor, of course the 3 silver narls were not taken seriously by me, but now I haven't been a doctor for a long time, and I blame Hubert's ...... of that bitch" It seems that he has offended someone, so he has fallen from the doctor who originally lived a privileged life to the current situation where he can only buy drunk all day long.

Old Thomas recalled his glorious years, and his eyes gradually lit up, "At that time, I lived in a small two-story building, sleeping on a bed with five layers of cashmere, covered with goose feathers, eating mascarpone every day, and drinking wine from the Infini estate......" But slowly the light in his eyes dimmed again.

"But that's all in the past. ”

"But you at least have a house, albeit a little smaller. ”

Thomas smiled bitterly: "This house won't be lived in for long, the new owner's family will move in next month, now it's just pity for me, let me live here for a while." ”

It turned out that he had sold all his previous savings, and even sold his last house, so it was no wonder that Thomas was able to get drunk every day, which was obviously not something that could be done by begging alone.

But Thomas is only afraid that his life is worse than Norman's: take what Norman has seen in the last two days, this old drunkard has not been drunk for two days, I am afraid that his money has been exhausted, no wonder this former doctor reacted so much when he saw 3 silver narls.

Maybe it won't be long before this old guy starves to death somewhere in the city, becoming one of the many homeless people in the city who starve to death every day when they wake up.

"He's also a man with a story......

Norman sighed cooperatively, feeling that the time was ripe, so he pretended to be casual and asked, "Then now give you a chance to partially return to your old life, are you willing to accept it?"

"Partially back to the old days?"

Thomas didn't seem to understand what Norman meant.

Norman simply explained the words to him.

He pointed to the silver nar on the table, and said: "There are 33 silver nars here, and dozens of copper nars, if you are willing to do me one more favor, then I can give you 1 ...... of them" Norman originally wanted to say 15, but when he was about to say that, he felt that 15 seemed to be too much, looking at Thomas's appearance as a wealth fan just now, maybe 10 was enough, so the words that were supposed to be exported became "10." If you can do me a favor, I'll give you 10 silver narls, which is enough for you to drink the kind of wine you used to drink, right?"

Thomas's eyes lit up again, and he glanced at Norman several times, "Are you really rich?!" and agreed without thinking about it, "No problem, what do you want me to help you?"

Norman then said, "I want you to pretend to be a black-robed mage, be my teacher, and take me with you to take the entrance exam to the church school. He was also afraid that Thomas didn't know what the black-robed mage was, so he explained again, "The black-robed mage is the mage, you always know the mage, right?"

Thomas didn't reply to his words, but looked at him with wide eyes and open mouth, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, and said for a long time: "You want me...... Pretending to be a black-robed mage?!"

Looking at him, he seemed to know what a black-robed mage was.

Also, no matter how he said it, he used to be a doctor, and he was considered a middle class of society, so it was not uncommon to know the black-robed mage.

"That's right. ”

Norman originally thought that with Thomas's love for money just now, and with his current situation, it would be easy for him to agree to this matter, but he didn't expect Thomas to shake his head again and again.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, this is pretending to be a nobleman, and being found is a big crime......"

In order to pursue profits, when capital has 2 Yinnar interests, he can work hard, when he has 50 Yinnar interests, he can do whatever it takes, when he has 10 Quintalan interests, he can ignore the law, and when he has 100 Quintalaan interests, he can risk killing his head. It's the same with people.

This was taught to Norman by Gawain, who took this sentence to heart and believed it deeply.

There is nothing that people dare not do, and the reason why they dare not do it is because the interests are not big enough, and Thomas believes that the same is true. So Norman didn't try to persuade him, and just said, "15 silver nar." ”

Thomas still waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, no, no, no......"

"20 silver narls. ”

"Not really, if it is discovered, it will be arrested and put in prison!

"25 silver narls. ”

"I've told you how many times, I really won't help you with this!"

"30 silver narls, I only have so many, I won't add more. ”

“...... Deal!"

It's done.

Norman learned in his heart what the mages had said.

And the mages in his body watched this scene and didn't know what to say.

These people of the civilized world, who eat and drink without worry, obviously cannot understand why anyone would gamble his life for 30 silver narls.

And Norman, who once almost starved to death, understood.