Chapter 72: Ghost Wind Wolf

The transaction price of the weapon ended up being six of the five tiers of the original price, which meant that each side gave a step. www.biquge.info Of course, both sides knew that this was almost the cost price of the weapons, and the Roma could not continue to drag it out, they had to leave White Rock and return to Frost-Free City. The tide of beasts has appeared, and the wilderness will no longer be safe.

"Miss Elena, that elf in the Purgatory Tavern is a powerful character. Sisis reached out and caught a snowflake the size of a goose feather falling from the sky.

"Yes, although she is just a slave, she looks like a princess of the fairy clan in the misty forest, except for the poor combat power, she has no lack of vision and courage. Elena tossed the red round coin in her hand into the air and caught it, "The owner of the Purgatory Tavern is not at all able to see through, obviously holding a great card in his hand, but he just doesn't play it." ”

"Yes, the fire coin in the mouth of this adventurer is of great use in the wilderness, Miss Elena, can you see how this thing is refined?" said Sicis.

Elena shook her head, frowned, pondered for a moment, and then looked her blue eyes to the sky. Sisis beside her showed a look of obsession, his eyes flickering, and finally he lowered his head gloomily. Buried your eyes in the crunching snow beneath your feet. Everyone has things to worry about, and everyone worries about things differently.

"Miss Elena, I found something, but I don't know what it is, you know I'm not very good at things like this. Sisis flatteringly pulled out the red book.

"Is this a book?" Elena took the red book and flipped through a few pages with interest, "Where did you find it?"

Elena eagerly opened the red book, but the dim starlight was not enough for her to see what was written in it, so she leaned under the dim streetlights on either side of the street.

"On the third day of the expedition, the cherries sprouted," the street lamps glowed red, clattering against the pillars in the cold wind, and the fire was bright and dark. Elena read intermittently, "The cherry tree grew a third leaf. ”

"I got it from an explorer. Sisis said.

"Special... This... Pull... Elena brought her eyes to the book, read it carefully, and read it quietly.

"Tesla, are you talking about Tesla?" Sisis's eyes suddenly brightened, and he grabbed Yelena's hand, "Is that the god of mages?"

"Yes, see for yourself. Elena handed the red book to Sisis.

The handwriting on the books of the magic potions writhed like earthworms, this is the book that belongs to the god of law, Sisis greedily breathes the smell of the book, for a thief, the mage's thing is too mysterious. Especially after a book is related to the legendary god of law, it becomes even more mysterious.

I have to say that this is a misunderstanding, Nicholas wrote Tesla when he signed his name in the diary, in fact, when he added the name of the god of law to his name, he just wanted to encourage himself, and when he wrote Tesla with magic potions in the diary, he didn't think that this book would be seen by others.

In the corner of White Rock Town Square, adventurers come and go in the big tent of the circus, and everything looks the same as usual. Inside a humble little corner, there was a tent that looked ordinary on the outside. Old Tom trembled and lit candle after candle, and lit the tent as if it were day.

"It's okay, Tom. Let's take a closer look at what is written in this book!" Elena placed the red book in her hand on the table with a white linen.

"Miss Elena, books are the most precious treasure in the world, and they should be treated with reverence. Old Tom suppressed his excitement, washed his hands with the cold water in the basin, and wiped his hands clean with a fresh, clean linen. Then he sat down at the table and carefully opened the red book.

Books are written in tadpole script, which is the custom of the Fa Master. Most mage's books are not written in the lingua franca of Sertiana, as those ancient lineages have been passed down for thousands of years before the lingua franca of Sertiana appeared. In fact, Old Tom only knew a few tadpoles. So he didn't fully understand the contents of the diary.

"Magic crystal, sprout... Tom held up a magnifying glass and carefully read the contents of the red book, while Elena and Sisis listened quietly.

Old Tom closed the red book and lowered his magnifying glass. Just a moment ago he thought it was a ghost idea of two young men to divert his attention after the negotiation failed, but he quickly gave up on such an idea. "This is a magic book signed Tesla, which is recorded on the book by magic potions, which can ensure that the handwriting on the book will not be blurred for hundreds of years. ”

"Content, I wonder what exactly is inside?" said Yelena, frowning.

"Miss Elena should be well aware that tadpole writing is a word that only those mages are proficient in, and no one knows what their crooked ghost thing means except their own. Maybe Miss understands more than I do. Old Tom smiled imperceptibly, "It's time for us to leave Whitestone, I promise we can find a magician in Frost-Free City who will read this book of the gods." ”

"Then hurry up and pack your things and let's go. What are you waiting for!" Elena said excitedly.

"Well, girls, it's time to go home. Old Tom struggled to get up from his chair, for for an elderly Roma, the eternal night in White Rock was too cold, and if it weren't for Yelena's obstruction, the circus would have left White Rock long ago. Maybe next year it's going to be a new young guy coming to White Rock.

All of them seem to have forgotten about the negotiation of the arms deal, and all of them are tacitly silent. Soon the Minotaur who had come to deliver the Purgatory Tavern came in a carriage. Left behind a pile of gold moores and pulled away several carts of weapons. The tents in the square began to be dismantled, and everything was going on in an orderly manner, when a group of adventurers rushed into the square over the stone bridge, covered in blood, some of them had turned black and hard, and some were still flowing down.

"Ghost Wind Wolves, there are ghost wind wolves in the wilderness. The adventurer left behind such a sentence as he walked through the square.

"I'm afraid I'm in big trouble this time. Old Tom said to himself, and there was a look of worry in his eyes that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"Hurry up, girls, we're going to get home as soon as we want. Old Tom shouted.