Section 61: Divide the spoils

"Think beautiful!" When the old evil heard that this thing was so fun, where was he willing to give it away? He knew how great the benefits of teleporting at will would be in battle, so he directly reached out and grabbed it, and then looked at it over and over again, and said, "How do you use this?"

"Damn, you don't even know this, why are you using it, it's a waste!" said the old mage angrily.

"Hehe!" the old evil smiled indifferently, "You know, just tell me no?"

"Ahem!" the old mage suddenly said embarrassedly: "This, it seems that I don't know either!

"Damn!" The old evil became angry when he heard this, and scolded directly: "Do you think I am an idiot? You can deceive me with this little trick? I tell you, if you dare not tell me how to use it, don't blame me for picking on it, you can pretend to be your grandson yourself!"

"Don't!" the old mage heard this, and hurriedly said, "I really don't know! This thing has disappeared for at least hundreds of years, and I can only judge the history from its spatial magic fluctuations and the patterns on the hilt, as for the specific usage, I can only guess that it must have a proprietary spell, but the question is, where do I get this exclusive spell?"

"Then according to what you say, isn't this useless?" said the old evil in confusion.

"Oh, how to put it, unless you know the proprietary spell, or reinvent it, it's basically waste!" said the old mage.

"Aren't you an alchemist?" the old evil suddenly thought, "Then can you reforge this thing?"

"It's true that I'm a master alchemist, but the problem is that my specialty is in the manufacture of battle golems, and refining magic weapons is another field. If it were an ordinary product, I would definitely be fine, but this dagger is too high-level, and it is also the rarest space-based magic item, alas, I can't do anything about it!" the old mage said with a wry smile.

"Is there anything else that can fix this?" asked the old demon hurriedly.

"Well, maybe the people of the elf clan can!" the old mage said: "The maker of this dagger is the alchemist of the elf clan, maybe they will keep the corresponding information there, by the way, where did you get this thing?"

"Guess!" the old evil suddenly smirked.

"I guess?" the old mage frowned at first, then suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "I heard that the magic shop of the Augustus family has been robbed, it seems that the murderer is a powerful warrior with long arms, obediently, it can't be you kid, right?"

"Ha, it's so disappointing that you only think of me now!" said the old demon with a shrug.

"Damn!" the old mage suddenly became angry, and scolded: "I thought you kid would go to the Duke's palace to enjoy happiness, but who knew that you were going to be a thief for me? Are you crazy? Why are you provoked the mad dogs of the Augustus family?"

"I was short of money to spend, and when I happened to go to their shop, I was ridiculed by the waiter, hehe, just do it!" The old evil said indifferently: "Why are you so nervous? Everyone knows that the murderer is a warrior with thick and long arms, and it has nothing to do with me, a magician!"

"You~" When the old mage heard this, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and he couldn't help but complain: "Didn't I ask Cadi to send you money?

"He went and gave him 10,000 gold coins, but I didn't ask for it. The old evil said lightly.

"No, why?" said the old mage, puzzled.

"I am a dignified man, and I never spend the money that others give me! I only spend the money I earn!" said the old evil proudly.

"Damn, it's good that you have this ambition, but then make money honestly?" The old mage couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "What kind of money is robbery?"

"Robbery is also my own ability, self-reliance, right?" said the old evil who didn't care.

"What kind of bullshit is this?" The old mage suddenly felt helpless, and then simply smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you, what do you like, as long as you don't suffer outside!"

"Hehe, what, you don't object?" asked the old evil funny.

"Is it useful to object?" the old mage said helplessly: "Anyway, I can't control you, just ask you to make less trouble for me!"

"Don't worry, the person who can catch me hasn't been born yet!" said the old evil laugh.

"Don't be too complacent, there are a lot of masters on the mainland, and there are at least double digits stronger than me! With your current strength, don't even think of running away when you meet any of them. The old mage then said solemnly: "However, I still have a little face in the griffin kingdom, if you lose wind that day, don't resist, report my name, with my old face, I can always save you!"

"Hehe, aren't you afraid of mad dogs like the Augustus family?" asked the old evil smile.

"Hmph!" the old mage said disdainfully: "Mad dogs are just mad dogs, at most they are just a little troublesome, what about the Augustus family? In front of me, even mad dogs have to be honest!"

"Old fellow, you hang too!" said the old evil immediately with amusement.

"Hmph!" the old mage said a little proudly: "My background, how can you know?" Ah, by the way, those stolen goods, it's better not to mess with them, give them to me, how about I buy them at fifty percent of the market price?"

"Fifty percent?" The old evil became angry when he heard it, and scolded directly: "You are too dark, aren't you?"

"No way, your stuff is black!" the old mage immediately said proudly: "I can tell you plainly, except for me, as long as you ship the goods in other places, you will inevitably be arrested!"

"Hmph, I can't do it, don't talk about it!" the old evil finished speaking, and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait, the price is negotiable!" the old mage hurriedly shouted and chased after him.

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While the old evil and the old mage were bargaining, on the other side of the academy, the Ice Law Saint Ruili was also comforting her poor student, the little princess Lan Snow *Xue, at this time, the little princess had changed into clean clothes, and the injuries on her body were also healed by the advanced healing spells performed by Ruili herself. It's just that the physical injuries are easy to treat, but the psychological injuries are more troublesome.

As the proud daughter of the sky, the little princess has never been touched by a finger in her life, even if she has scribbled on a famous painting worth tens of thousands of gold coins, it is just a few words, but today, she was not only beaten in front of everyone, but also beaten to the point of incontinence. Oh my God, such a huge humiliation was worse for the arrogant little princess than killing her, so much so that she now even had the heart to die.

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