Of course, you're welcome, but Glerint isn't enough to blackmail him.

Meeting Alger's gaze, he quoted:

"As for the 'Wind Favorer' trait you need, £5,000."

The normal Sequence 6 characteristic, in general, would not cost more than 4,000 pounds, but Glerint shouted this price, of course, for his reasons, and he explained to him without waiting for Alger to refuse:

"Actually, that thing is still a magical item with a relatively small negative effect."

"I mean, if you need to, I can smash it into Sequence 9 through Sequence 6, for a total of four traits - of course, I'm not going to sell them individually, I'm just trying to make it clear to you that my offer is absolutely sincere."

These 4 characteristics, if it is retail, it is not difficult to sell it for 6,000 pounds.

And Alger, who has been at sea all the year round and operates as a "pirate", definitely has a way to sell the three characteristics of "sailor", "angry people" and "navigator".

"In this way, it is equivalent to me being able to win the 'Wind Favorer' trait for 2,500 pounds or even less?"

There was no doubt that Alger was visibly moved.

But in a blink of an eye, he thought of a better idea:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Emperor."

"However, I've just been promoted to Sequence 7, and I'm not so eager for the 'Wind Favorer' trait for the time being...... Oh, I'm not going to bargain with you, I mean, can you just sell me that amazing item and then help me smash it when I get promoted? ”

Can it still be like this?

Add an after-sales service?

Glerint was stunned for a moment, but then it occurred to him that this was actually the best way for Alger to trade.

After all, he had just ascended to Sequence 7, and even if he got the "Wind Favorer" trait, it would not help to improve his strength, but it was a directly usable magical item, which was attractive enough for him now.

"Yes."

After thinking about it for a while, he agreed with his head, anyway, this is a hands-on matter for him.

With his consent, Alger perked up and assured him:

"I'll raise the money as soon as possible."

……

Glerint nodded indifferently, and then set his eyes on the little "Sun" Derick:

"And what about you?" Mr. Sun, do you need those extraordinary properties? ”

Compared with cash, he actually wants to use the little "sun" to locate the location of the "Godforsaken Land".

Looking at Glerint, Darick touched his head insincerely, and said embarrassedly:

"Mr. 'Emperor', the materials recorded in the recipe of 'Praiser', we all have them in Silver City...... And I don't have what you call 'gold pounds.'" He had just memorized the recipe that Klein had given.

In fact, for him, the lack of gold pounds is the point, because even if there is no shortage of Silver City, the main material of the "Praiser", there may not be any silver City, the main material of the follow-up potions.

Gleilynt raised his eyebrows, and persuaded without giving up:

"I suppose you need some merit or something to get the ingredients and recipes from Silver City, right? Why not leave those exploits behind and exchange them for some of the ingredients and recipes we need? In this way, you will definitely get more bang for your buck. ”

"As for you not having a 'golden pound', of course I do."

"I didn't even want to trade you for those things...... My request is simple for you: to perform a 'receiving the gift' ceremony and help me to locate my Lord in the forsaken land of God. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that the little "sun" didn't know that he was a "true god", so he hurriedly added:

"By the way, you shouldn't know that I believe in the great 'Lord of Order' and 'Children of Chaos' His Highness, who is his favorite."

Darik's eyes lit up:

"Can He answer our prayers in Silver City?"

Although he had accepted and attended the meeting convened by Mr. Fool, Darek was still very interested in other hidden beings who could answer the prayers of Silver City. You see, in the past few thousand years, and especially in the last few hundred years, it is not uncommon that no one has ever tried to pray to something other than the Creator, but they have undoubtedly failed.

He didn't know that Mr. "Fool" at this time had fallen into a deep entanglement.

Crane was surprised that the "Emperor" called the "Lord of Order", such an obviously true god person, could not find the God's forsaken land, and at the same time heard the "Emperor's" request to the "Sun", so he was eager to interrupt their transaction and make sure that he could keep a channel that would make Mr. "Emperor" happy.

But he didn't do it in the end.

"Of course!"

Gleilynt nodded with a smile and replied in conviction.

"Okay, I agree to the deal."

With the experience of praying to the hidden existence of the "Fool", Darik, who is still not involved in the world, has already lost most of the evil gods and dangers that the teachers in the general education class told about.

"But I have two conditions."

"Tell me?" Gleilynt was noncommittal.

Darik looked at Klein the "Fool" who seemed to be reading his notes carefully, and said to Glerint:

"You have to make sure that item doesn't do us a hazard in Silver City."

"Also, you must ensure that the 'Lord of Order' you believe in has no ill will towards us Silver City."

"All of this needs to be witnessed by Mr. Fool."

If I want to go back on it, the current Mr. "Fool" can't stop it.

Gleilynt pursed his lips in his heart, and quietly agreed:

"No problem, I can agree to all of these."

As he spoke, he and Audrey Alger, who was watching, set their eyes on the "Fool" Klein at the top.

It's time to take a stand for yourself...... Crane reluctantly put down the diary in his hand, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

How can he supervise the "Lord of Order"? Judging from the previous chaotic and majestic existence, through the gesture of Mr. "Emperor" spirit talking to himself, even if he is the real master of this gray mist, the "mystery" in his mouth seems to be the same person as others.

Thinking about it, he tapped his index finger on the long bronze table, and said to the "sun" Derick quite sincerely:

"I can't assure you of His actions."

Just kidding, if the "Lord of Order" really has any ill will towards Silver City, will he soon become his accomplice?

As soon as Klein spoke, Gleilynt felt a little wrong.

Sure enough, listening to his words, Derrick frowned, and said to Glerint with confusion and regret:

"In that case, I won't be able to accede to your request, Mr. Emperor."

"Okay......"

Glerint replied to Darik with some depression, and fell silent without saying anything more.

…………

Audrey and Alger next to her didn't feel anything.

Even Mr. "Fool" confessed that he could not guarantee the behavior of the "Lord of Order", they did not find it strange, they were both true gods, and neither could limit the other, which was a reasonable thing.

There was silence above the gray fog for about ten seconds before Audrey continued to ask Glerint;

"By the way, Mr. Emperor, don't you still have to deal with some 'idle' magical items?"

The word "idle" is paired with "magical items", and not only her, but both Klein and Alger feel extremely incompatible at the same time, and at the same time they are very envious of Mr. "Emperor's" net worth.

Glerint's mood was not very beautiful.

It was a trivial matter that seemed extremely simple to him, but because of Klein's attitude, it was unexpectedly not successfully completed...... Although it is understandable, he is still in a bad mood!

He waved his hand and said deliberately "impatiently":

"Let's talk about it later, suddenly I'm not in the mood to sell magical items." Anyway, he's not really short of money.

That's right, his gesture is for Klein to see.

First, he was sure that Klein had not collected his means, and second, as a "fool" should be, he should never pay attention to his tempered attitude.

"Uh...... All right. ”

Facing Mr. "Emperor", who changed the image of a powerful extraordinary person who was calm and sophisticated before, and became a little childish, Audrey was stunned and helpless, and felt a little funny, she sighed and almost held her forehead with her hand.

Alger was not the same as her, although he was equally surprised by Mr. "Emperor's" reaction, but his eyes lit up and he noticed a detail:

Mr. "Fool" was not angry about this, let alone punished or even expelled Mr. "Emperor".

As everyone knows, the whole person of "Fool" Crane was shrouded in gray mist, and the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly......

What can he do, he is also very helpless, he can see at a glance that the "emperor" is pretending to be angry and deliberately playing a temper...... That's just too obvious!

But what can he do?

As Glerint guessed, first, he had no means of disciplining the other party, and secondly, as a "fool", it was obvious that he should not care about such a childish attitude as Mr. "Emperor", and even a reminder or warning was superfluous...... The only thing he could do was to expel him from the Tarot Society - but that would also make Mr. "Fool" look very immetrical, and he would not have been able to give up the other party's channels in the first place.

Since he couldn't manage it, he had no choice but to ignore Gleilint and calmly preside over the meeting:

"You can talk freely."

……

Alger thought for a few seconds and took the initiative to provoke the topic:

"I received a tip that 'Lieutenant General Hurricane' Ziringers had secretly come ashore and infiltrated Beckland, not knowing what to do."

As he spoke, he set his eyes on Mr. "Emperor", who didn't know what the sequence was, and he hadn't forgotten that Mr. "Emperor" had asked him to buy information about Ziringers...... Although judging from the subsequent results, it seems that the other party just wants to kill "Clever Talker" Misool King.

What do you think I'm doing?

It's dangerous and not good to scare that guy in Beckland, I'm going to do it when I'm full, isn't it good to honestly leave that glove to Klein?

Glerint resisted the urge to roll his eyes at Alger, he always controlled the degree of his performance, and did not play too much, which would be very embarrassing for everyone, and Klein would not be easy to deal with when the time came.

He wasn't completely devoid of ideas about "wriggling hunger", but Beckland was really too dangerous...... Ziringos was still petty, even if he added "wriggling hunger", he was sure that he would clean up the other party within ten minutes. Besides, Gleilint, who has many magical items and is extremely rich in means, doesn't have much of the heart to grab that glove with Klein???.

"If it's Mr. A's enhanced gloves, it's a bit of a show."

Facing the tentative gaze of the "Hanged Man" Alger, Gleilynt shook his head with interest and shirked:

"I'm still in the Southern Continent."

"And I was just about to tell you that I'm going to do something more important, maybe I won't be able to attend the meeting for a month or two."

If Carol can't find a sea ship with the ability to "travel in the spirit world", it will indeed take nearly two months to travel back and forth to the depths of the ruins of a divine war...... However, no one has stipulated that you cannot participate in the "tarot meeting" on a sea ship.

So in fact, it's just that Gleilint realizes that at his current level, the interference with the members of the Tarot Society is indeed too great, and selling a batch of extraordinary characteristics and magical items can bring great help to the members - on the surface, there is nothing wrong with it, but in fact it will hinder their growth. Especially Audrey, no matter what, she has to contact the Heart Alchemy Society herself in the future to get those potion recipes.

And in addition to looking for Klein to rub the bonus of "Source Fort" to divination, under normal circumstances, the "Tarot Society" really can't provide him with any help.

Therefore, he wanted to consciously reduce the frequency of his participation in meetings and only provide some help at critical times.

"And what about our deal?"

Audrey was a little surprised and blurted out a question.

Also...... Mr. Fool's logistics service has not been opened for the time being.

Glerint groaned for a moment, and replied to her:

"Don't worry, my lord also has an emissary in the Northern Continent, and he can hand over the corresponding things to you on my behalf—in a way that you can accept."

As he spoke, he turned to Alger:

"It's the same with you."

……

The two of them nodded to confirm that it was okay, but Crane was a little overthinking.

Is Mr. "Emperor" really angry?

He intends to express a certain confrontation to me in the form of refusal to participate?

Probably not, right? Such an attitude of mine should be very reasonable...... He looks experienced, unusually sophisticated, doesn't he look like such a naïve person?

And he can clearly feel that he is just pretending to be angry!

But if he's not really angry, why is he going to stop attending the party for a month or two? There shouldn't be anything that can't be completely separated, it needs to last for a month or two, right?

However, he does not have the ability to "audience", and these ideas can only be random guesses.

I have to say that Glerint's channels, whether it is intelligence or things, obviously surpass the other members, and it can be said that it can be said that it is the "mainstay" of the "Fool" Mr. Tarot Society, so Klein couldn't help but think a little more, faintly worried.

……

After receiving a clear answer from Mr. "The Emperor", Alger had no choice but to entrust the matter to Audrey "Justice" and ask her to send someone to investigate...... If nothing else, Gleilint reckoned that the matter would still fall to Fols and Hugh. At the same time, Alger also asked Mr. "Fool", but received a very vague answer.

It was the little "sun" who blurted out to the three members of the meeting, including the "fool" but not Glerint, and by the way, popularized the information about the "shepherd".

Then, in the farewell action of the little "sun", which was half a beat slower, Klein reached out and pressed falsely, cutting off contact with the members.

——————————————————————

Ask for referral votes;

Ask for a commuter pass.

Change first, then change

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

The Pen Fun School provides you with the fastest mysteries: Order and disorder update, Chapter 25 The Wayward Mr. "Emperor" to read for free.