There's a reason the Pope doesn't want to see those four little devils, and now it's finally decrypted.

The shopkeeper's skewers here are extremely expensive, 1,000 gold coins per person, and he can't order his own food, so you have to eat whatever the boss gives you. The most tragic thing is that the owner is extremely fond of small children. If Cyril Victor doesn't come, he will treat the four little devils to skewers for free, but if the Pope comes, he will be very happy, because the Pope will have to pay for the children.

What can a thousand gold coins do? A thousand gold coins can buy a house with a small manor outside the city! Seven people and seven thousand gold coins are enough to buy the gray goat manor destroyed by the forbidden spell "Falling"! I don't know if there are so many of Baron Hersh's entire mobile family property. Seven thousand gold coins for a meal, the price of which even the Pope will hurt for a long time.

Cyril Victor resisted, of course, but the boss's words made him even more desperate, he said: "Victor, if you dare not pay for those four little ghosts, you will never use Lao Tzu's shop again, and you will never want to eat the strings of incense made by Lao Tzu again!"

As soon as these words came out, the Pope no longer dared to refute them, because for a foodie like him, life could not go on without such a delicacy.

Don't think that if you complete two tasks and get a lot of money, you will think that gold coins are easy to earn. Killing the five wolves took a thousand gold coins because Miss Wella was the most beloved daughter of the Black Star Viscount, and one thousand gold coins was already equivalent to two years of income in the Viscount's fiefdom. He took more than 4,000 gold coins to kill Hersh because there were too many people offering a bounty for killing him, and just signing the mission book made his hands cramp. These two high commissions are largely due to luck, and usually a hunting mission does not have so much bounty.

Seven thousand gold coins is a lot of money, and if it is used to buy equipment, it is enough money for an infantry brigade of the Seth Kingdom to buy the best weapons.

"Oh my God, this is a black shop. Listening to that huge amount, I felt a sore tooth.

"Take it, take it," the Pope watched impatiently as the shopkeeper shook the golden ticket worth seven thousand gold coins, "damn it, I shouldn't have brought the two of them here for dinner, and if Terry says that I have recently had signs of bankruptcy, I don't believe it, who knows that it will be fulfilled with you." ”

Mr. Triro gave the Pope an astrology yesterday and found that he had a sign of bankruptcy, but if Terry was not a magician specializing in astrology, it was usually not allowed to use astrology, so the Pope did not believe it, and did not expect this to be tested.

"Come on. Victor, I know how thick your Bright Church is, a coin coin is a copper coin, but the printing is extremely rough, not even as good as toilet paper, and it doesn't make much difference between you blatant money grabbers. Seven thousand gold coins are nothing more than a matter of millions of indulgences, which can be earned in a day, not to mention more messy donations. Although the shopkeeper's face could not be seen, it could still be felt from his words that he had just rolled his eyes.

"Millions of Toos! The cost alone is already high, and how can you be sure that our Holy See of Light can sell so many Tonations in a day?" the Pope flew into a rage.

"Oh, is it?" the shopkeeper's voice was still so unhurried, "I remember that you followers of the Bright Church buy a book of indulgence every day, right? And there are people who buy more than one, after all, a coup can only eliminate the crime of saying a dirty word, if you are a butcher, you can't buy ten or eight copies a day to eliminate his crime of killing so many lives? So, don't cry poor in front of me. ”

The Pope said he didn't want to speak, and he always had a deep sense of frustration in front of the shopkeeper on any issue. Power, strength, knowledge, the ability to think and analyze - none of them are better than the shopkeeper.

"I don't think you want to stay with me for a moment, after all, a loser can't lift his head in front of a winner. Goodbye no send. When the shopkeeper saw Cyril Victor's sullen look, he knew that he didn't want to stay, so he sent him off directly, and joked about him by the way.

"Old bastard, I promise I won't come to your restaurant again next time!" the Pope swore before leaving.

"Oh, Victor, come on. You've said that many times, but you'll come back every time. You can't control your mouth, Victor, just as a thief always can't control his own hand, always wants to put his own hand in a person's pocket. The shopkeeper went back to his recliner and picked up the book, paying no heed to the Pope's words.

That's how he frustrates Victor every day—let you jump up and down, and I won't move.

"Sir, what you make is delicious. Before heading out, Sylvia said.

"Oh, thank you, elf girl. This is the second time I've seen a combination of demons and elves. Love is such a thing, both parties have to tolerate each other. ”

Sylvia's face flushed, and she walked out with her head down.

Gloomy didn't have much to say. But he had just stepped out of the door with one foot, but he heard the shopkeeper calling him from behind.

"Well, that, little shadow demon, come here, I have something to say to you. ”

"What's that?" asked, turning to face the shopkeeper.

"I want to tell you, don't make the wrong decision like I did. The shopkeeper said.

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, you go. With a wave of his hand, the shopkeeper slammed the wooden door shut with a soft force, cutting off the view between the dark and the cabin.

"Uh...... Was this forcibly kicked out?" he stood in the doorway, touching his nose.

"Who the hell is he?" asked Sylvia.

The god of light said, "I can't say it." Let's go. "The Pope pulls one by one, drags it and leaves.

......

"It's like, it's like. The wind doesn't turn around, so many years have passed, we are still old after all, and the world still has to rely on these young people to support it. The shopkeeper lay on his chaise longue and muttered, "The world is not far from the collapse of the disaster, but you are not yet ready to become a big thing." In the calm before the storm, go as far as you can, otherwise you don't know if you will have the opportunity to hold hands in the future. ”

The temperature in the fireplace was still warm, and the flame of the wood burning still gave off a warm yellow glow. The children were still eating and making noise, and the shopkeeper was holding the book in a quiet and peaceful manner. This moment seems to be eternal......