"Hah!"

"It's another day!"

"Workin, I hope today is also a fruitful day!"

Stretching his waist, the owner of the weapon shop, Lao Saiwei, put on his daily work clothes, white shirt, and brown vest, and then wiped the most important tool, the monocle enchanted with the first-level spell of the prophecy system [Merchant's Touch], stuffed it into the pocket on the chest of the vest, and shook his spirits, ready to start the day's work.

But when he opened the door and let the bright sunlight shine into his shop, a glittering golden light on the counter suddenly pierced his eyes.

"A Dan Tower?"

"Did I forget to put it in yesterday?"

As a merchant, an Amm merchant who believed in the goddess of wealth, Waukin, this shining light was so familiar, it was the light of the Danta.

Somewhat puzzled, he opened the door in his hand, and Old Saiwei returned to the counter, and immediately saw that there was indeed a Dan Pagoda lying on the counter, but under the Dan Pagoda, there was a crumpled yellow cloth pressed against it.

"It's weird!"

Carefully clipped the monocle to his eyes, Old Saivi did not immediately reach for it, but leaned over to observe it carefully.

This is the experience of old Saiwei, although the [Merchant's Touch] on the monocle can only be used three times a day, and at the same time, it can only detect faint magical aura and assist the merchant in valuing the goods more accurately, but sometimes it can also be used to evaluate the goods in another way.

At the very least, one Dan tower should be the value of one Dan tower, if one Dan tower shows the value of two Dan towers on the monocle, then there must be a problem!

However, this time, everything was normal with the monocle of old Saiwei, and what was on the counter was a normal gold amp coin.

So, old Saiwei put away the Dan tower, and then picked up the crumpled yellow cloth underneath.

"I'm very interested in the set of small hand crossbows you bought yesterday, and I want to buy it with the One Hundred and Fifty Denier Tower. This Dan tower is a deposit, and tonight, I will send my men to pick up the goods with the balance!"

"I hope we all get what we want!"

The words on the yellow cloth twisted and twisted, as if they were written by a naughty boy, but the content on them made old Saivi shudder. He couldn't help but turn his head to look around, as if trying to find the eyes that were spying on him.

Of course, he didn't find anything.

"Could it be the leaking tone of those adventurers?"

"Or is there a secret in this little crossbow that I haven't discovered?"

Old Saivi's stern-faced mind was thinking rapidly, his bare head and sparse head steaming with a damp mist in the cold winter wind of Ascatla.

The purchase of the small hand crossbow was the last deal yesterday, and the old Sai Wei was already about to close the store at that time, so he carefully confirmed that there were only himself and the adventurer team selling the small hand crossbow in the store at that time, and there was no one else at all.

As for the second reason that old Saiwei thought of, it is not very likely to exist.

He had a lot of faith in his monocle, which he had obtained at great expense from Archmage Hubbel, who was resident at Candlekeep, trying to challenge the path of legends, and had helped him identify countless treasures without fail.

However, the bid on the yellow cloth made him suffer a little. Eventually, Old Saiwei returned to the inner room, took out the small iron box containing the small crossbow, activated the monocle, and consumed the second [Merchant's Touch] on it today.

And the result, naturally, was the same as last time, only the elm crossbow bolt shone with a faint magical aura.

............

"Squeak!"

It's time!

Aking from his sleep, Ron combed himself and nibbled on nuts and water before letting out a territorial chirp. As a result, hundreds of moonlight rat guards responded to Ron's chirping and gathered into Ron's lair one by one.

"Squeak!"

Long beard!

Pick 50 moonlight rat guards and put a Dan tower in each rat's mouth!

In addition, you can hold this pearl in your mouth, and listen to me when the time comes!

Giving the task to Longbeard, who lined up in front, Ron watched as the Moonlight Rat Guards chirped one by one from the coin hill next to Ron's nest until they had reached fifty, and then Longbeard picked up the pearl that Ron had given him and crouched behind Ron.

"Squeak!"

Let's go!

Satisfied to see the hundreds of Moonlight Rat Guards following behind him with shiny gold coins in their mouths, Ron immediately commanded them and headed along the path of Ron's previous day.

Unsure if it was delusion or real, Ron noticed that the Moonlight Rat Guards seemed to be less dull and more responsive to the leader's commands.

............

"Let me see, who the hell wants to buy this little hand crossbow?"

"Is it a shadow thief? or something else?"

It has to be said that money and curiosity can drive people crazy.

For the first time in so many years, old Saiwei broke his regular life and insisted on staying at the counter at night. He left the door of the weapons shop blank, lighting only a slender candle and waiting for his men to come as they were written on the yellow cloth.

The night was getting deeper.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, obscuring the moonlight that should have been sprinkled, and the cold wind of the end of the year howled through the streets like the cry of the devil.

The faint flame of the candle flickered in the air that pierced through the crack in the door, illuminating Old Sive's dozing head from time to time behind the candle.

"Knock ——!"

Little by little, the candle burned, until the last bit was left, when a slight knock came from outside the hidden door, which woke old Saivi awake.

"Ahem~, come in, the door is not closed!"

Without rushing to open the door, Old Saiwei shook the dagger under the counter next to him, let out a light cough, and shouted.

However, the person knocking on the door did not seem to hear the voice of old Saivi, and still kept knocking on the door.

"Knock Knock Knock ——!"

"Come in, the door isn't closed!"

"Knock knock, knock knock——!"

Sweat began to seep from his palms, his throat began to dry, and his throat was dumb, and old Saivi said again. But the slight knocking outside the door did not stop, but became more and more urgent.

"Damn it!"

"If it weren't for the sake of Danta, I would never have done such a deal!"

"I don't know if this old bone can still move!"

Stepping down from the high chair behind the counter, Old Saivi held the dagger in his hand, and his bones made a crisp sound.

Before opening the weapons shop, Old Saiwei used to be a wanderer of an adventurous team, although his rank was not high, and his skills had fallen a lot over the years, but there were still some remnants.

Hunched his back and ready to fight at any time, Old Saiwei held the candle tray in the palm of his dagger, slowly walked to the hidden gate, and after breathing steadily, he suddenly opened the door!

"Whew!"

A cold wind howled in, blowing out the already shaky candle!