Rules are the embodiment of order, just as big fish eat small fish, or big cities need to be fed by small towns and villages, and everything has its place in the multiverse.

Of course, the rules aren't always set in stone, as change itself is a manifestation of another great Force - the multiverse also needs some chaos, just as a small fish has the potential to grow up, or a town and village has the potential to become a bigger city.

The same is true of Medici's commerce, where each merchant and every good has its own place, but at the same time it is in a dynamic competitive balance. The emergence of a new type of product is bound to slightly upset this balance.

If this hope is a success, smart producers will certainly find a way to quickly implant it in a "new location" – to bring more attention to their products, consumers, distributors, agents...... The various business roles quickly took their seats, and new products created a new balance.

In the world of Quest's previous life, this process of finding a new equilibrium was called "marketing."

The "Fanatic Armor", a bio-exoskeleton armor jointly developed by the half-lich Snead (responsible for the development, product design, and production of the "Breeding Muscles") and the dragon Pasha (responsible for choosing the name), also needed to be marketed at the beginning of its release.

Unlike some "pseudo-masters" who only talked about it in his previous life, Quis, as a five-colored dragon, is very practical and effective, so he will not use "self-congratulatory" propaganda based on "shouting slogans".

As a Pasha, any of his actions are at a higher level, and it is easy to attract the attention of many forces. For example, the Obsidian Council, which represents the interests of noble mages.

As a "great gift" from the one-eyed and crooked mouth who surrendered, the young mage did not have any record of being captured.

After being subconsciously affected by a spell, the noble mage was secretly released. He couldn't even recall the torture process that normal people would never forget.

After learning that the council's watchful dragon Pasha was preparing to auction the first "berserk armor", he directly applied for "special funds" from the council's high-ranking mages who had one-way contact with him, and used it to purchase this armor, which had no precedent in the entire ash world, so as to conduct reverse research.

In their opinion, if the "Fanatic Armor" is really as advertised, "does not need to be powered by obsidian magic beads", and "has the brute force enchantment effect of Wagyu Ox and is equivalent to a strength bonus", then it is obviously very cost-effective to spend a lot of money to bid on it and then research and imitate it;

If the armor wasn't as good as advertised, they could reveal it - from what they had learned, the dragon Pasha had built an inner city in Nome for mass production. Once his plan is ruined, the dragon will surely lose a lot due to the huge investment in the early stage.

Therefore, on the day of the auction, the young Obsidian Council commissioner overwhelmed other interested giants with a high price of 10,000 silver Kate, and successfully pocketed the first test model of the "Maniac Armor".

Immediately after the auction was successful, the noble mage left Nome City with the harvest. In his opinion, his participation in the auction had already revealed his identity (in fact, it was a little earlier), so he specially called the two brothers One-Eye and Crooked Mouth to leave overnight, and the three people with spell-casting abilities took turns to cover their whereabouts.

"You two need to be vigilant," for some reason, the noble mage always felt a faint pain in his head when he saw one-eyed and crooked mouth, but he still patiently admonished, "The 'goods' purchased this time are of great importance, and they must be returned to the hands of the 'big boss' in peace." ”

The two brothers smiled and nodded yes in reply.

While resting on the way, the young mage took advantage of the one-eyed and crooked mouth to run away to solve his internal problems, and he looked at the "Zealot Armor" wrapped in paraffin film with some curiosity.

In terms of appearance, this armor, which is considered by Quest to be a highly restored armor, is very ordinary in the eyes of the Obsidian Council Commissioner:

The brass "wire" with the thickness of the tail finger makes up the twisted exterior of the battle armor, which lacks half of the defensive effect except for adding weight;

The cuirass, dorsal armor, shoulder armor, and shin armor are all riveted with special riveting techniques and linked together with white pewter, which is very inconvenient to wear;

There also seems to be some cheap leather used as a lining in the armor, as there is always a smell of leather processing potions.

However, it was also a "high-end product" worth 10,000 silver Kate, and the young noble mage couldn't resist his curiosity about its "strength bonus equal to the brute force enchantment effect of the ox", and the ghost accidentally tore open the paraffin film (but he didn't pay attention to the words "Once opened, it will not be returned" printed on the film in the corner).

The flexible connection method of the pewter link part made him slightly change his view of this armor - although it was still quite laborious to wear, compared to some armor that could not be worn by one person, the "madman armor" was much more convenient.

And to his surprise, this set of armor, which did not have any spell fluctuations at all, actually had a bonus effect on the wearer's strength.

As a mage, his physical fitness is okay, but he still can't compare to a warrior. After putting on the "Maniac Armor", he tried to lift the bag that he could only hold with the combined efforts of the camel beast, One-Eye, and Crooked Mouth, and was able to lift it easily.

"This is indeed a new form of enchantment!" the young mage was really taken aback, of course, he did not know the role of the "Breeding Muscle" in this set of armor, "If the Obsidian Council can master this technology, the noble army of Medici, no, only a part of the elite can be equipped with this armor, then ......"

"Enemy attack! There are sand bandits approaching!"

One-eyed and crooked-mouthed, who had just returned from freeing their hands, began to shout at a great distance from the makeshift camp. When the young nobleman heard this, he did not untie the "fanatic armor", but put the burqa he had just taken off directly on the outside of the armor.

One-Eye ran back first, and as he untied the rope that bound the camel beast, he beckoned, "I have to ask you to help, I can't carry these bags myself." ”

It is different from the usual situation where you are unwilling to do any manual labor because of your self-esteem. The noble mage wearing the "Berserker Armor" stretched out only one hand and helped One-Eye successfully place the bag on the back of the hunch.

"I really don't see that your strength is strong enough. One-Eye complimented as he lowered his head and held the belt buckle that bound his bag.

Of course, the mage wouldn't explain to him at this time that this was the effect of wearing "madman armor", he just asked lightly: "What's the matter, we didn't have a bonfire, why did we see a sand bandit attacking." ”

The answer to his question was the crooked mouth that hurriedly ran back from the top of the dune: "I just saw it, it should be someone from the direction of Nome City." Judging by the symbols played by the lighting torches between the squads, I think it should be the 'boar' who brought people over. ”

"Boar?" asked the young nobleman softly as he rolled over to the back of the hunchback.

"Damn, I know. One-eye, who climbed up the rope ladder, slapped his thigh and stretched out his palm to pull his brother, "There has been a 'pig and whistle' tavern in Nome City in the past two days, isn't this what that guy often uses to inquire about news?" ”

The two illusionists from the sand bandits, you and I told a lot of stories mixed with the "industry slang" of the sand bandits for the young noble mage.

In short, it was because the auction of the "Maniac Armor" exposed his net worth, and when he left, he did not have a fierce caravan escort like other big merchants, so he was targeted by the sand bandits in Nome City, and led a desert bandit leader nicknamed "Boar" to bring people to attack.

After they rode the camel beast forward for dozens of steps, their crooked mouths and one-eyed eyes glancing at each other, the two of them took out an obsidian orb at the same time, and began to chant a spell to prepare to cast a spell.

The noble mage recognized a few characters in the spell, and he knew that the two brothers wanted to use a "magic trick" to create some hazy images—certainly easy to see through during the day, but they should still be useful in the night—and two black shadows poured out of the palms of the two brothers, forming the shape of a camel beast carrying three people on their backs in the air, and ran in two different directions.

"It probably won't be useful. Probably because he was in the same trench at this time, the noble mage of the Obsidian Council avoided some of the ridiculous words for the first time, and patiently explained, "A simple illusion summoned from the shadow realm can deceive the sand bandits from a distance, but when you get closer, you will find that there are no camel footprints in the direction of the illusion. It wasn't windy tonight, and the real footprints we left behind will certainly remain for a long time. ”

One-eyed and crooked faces showed remorse, "Damn, we wasted two obsidian orbs. The crooked mouth tried his best to suppress his hoarse voice, and said in annoyance: "Do you remember one-eyed, I heard that the 'boar' guy is extremely ugly, but his brain is very thief, and this illusion will definitely not deceive that guy." ”

The older one-eyed ignored the crooked mouth's complaints, and instead asked the nobleman, who looked normal, "Then what should we do?" I and the crooked mouth one-on-one is definitely not a problem, and one against five can barely cope with it, but the 'boar' that came may have brought a hundred less people, even if we use all our skills, including those illusion tricks, we are not their opponents." ”

He didn't emphasize the problem that the three of them couldn't run away on the camel beast at all—in fact, it was useless to say it, even if the one-eyed and crooked mouth got off the camel beast and ran away, this commercial camel beast couldn't outrun the six-legged war horse that the sand bandits specially used to pursue.

The noble mage pondered for a moment, carefully calculating the gap between the two sides.

Then, he took out a small bag full of obsidian beads from inside his burqa, which he took the opportunity to apply for "special funds" to meet his "law-loving" hobby, which came in handy at this time.

Dividing two or three orbs into the one-eyed and crooked-mouthed brothers, the young mage patted the "madman armor" he was wearing in his burqa—this equipment gave him some peace of mind, "Find a way to kill the 'boar' so that we can get out of it." ”

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