In the room of the four-headed beasts, the black-scaled horse Blaze sat on his knees in the room, shrugging his head listlessly, and even when he saw Rand rushing over, he only nodded invisibly.

"Rand? You're here? ”

Rand walked up to his old partner, put his arms around her neck, and whispered in Ma's ear, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm not sure, I've been a little uncomfortable since noon, and I feel like I'm being roasted by fire"

Rand put on a smile as much as he could, "You're a fire-type demonic beast, can't you just be roasted?" ”

"Rand? I want to go to Iowa, I want to be with the horses of the Knights~" In the voice of the fire, weak and coquettish, there was no arrogance when he dominated the herd of horses in the morning.

"Let's go!" Rand didn't say anything more, but led the fire to the meditation room, and went directly from the meditation room to the castle on the southern slope of Iowa.

Agni wanted to be with his people, so Rand led her to the large stables of the Galloping Horse Knights, and when the horses saw Agni, they began to bow their heads, and the level 0 black-scaled horses even knelt down on their forelimbs in respect.

"Rand, I'm feeling better," Agni's voice was weak, but it did have some strength, "Can you let me stay here first, and let them stay with me first?" ”

Seeing the horses like this, Rand simply sat down to accompany her: "Of course, not only them, but I will always accompany you!" ”

"Don't be here, it's all horses here, just you can stand upright, how inappropriate!" Agni, with a little strength, arched his head at Rant and motioned for him to leave the stable.

Although Rand was still a little worried, he didn't know what else to do, so he had to invite the flame fairy Fiyana over.

Along with Fiyana was Hetia, the Great Flame Fairy, who had just been promoted today.

Watching the two big goblins spin and dance around the flames, Rand was temporarily relieved.

……

In the early morning of September 7, in Abaidi, the tyrant of the camel people, Shahman Durziz, had just gotten up when he heard from the butler that a representative of the barbarians was coming to meet him.

"Barbarians?" Shahman had not yet gone to his shrine to pray, and was a little unhappy with such an uninvited guest, "Tell him that I have a full schedule in the morning and don't have time." ”

"Master, the barbarian asked me to give this to you," the butler respectfully picked up a small box, and when he opened the lid, a golden scale appeared in front of the old camel's eyes.

"This!" Shahman's pupils dilated suddenly, and he wanted to touch the scales of the goddess of commerce in front of him with his hand, but he was afraid that he would defile the holy object.

After a while, Shahman reacted, and quickly asked the butler to invite the barbarian to the reception room, while he went to bathe and change clothes.

"Lan ...... Mr. Dark Horse? As soon as Shahman saw the barbarian-looking Rant, he subconsciously wanted to say his real name, but he changed his mouth stiffly.

After several contacts, combined with the information brought to him from all over the place, he was completely sure that the barbarian named "Dark Horse" in front of him was the owner of Night Qi City, Rand Galloping Horse, but today this Rand not only entered and exited the Hindukr generously, but also carried a holy relic belonging to the goddess of commerce, which was obviously not an ordinary human noble, and the old camel did not want to tear his face with such a person.

Rand looked at the old camel in front of him and said with a smile: "Lord Shahman, I know that coming here rashly will definitely disturb your pious ceremony for Your Majesty, so I specially brought this holy relic here, I believe that if you pray directly to the holy relic, you will definitely gain more favor from Your Majesty." ”

Shahman nodded, respectfully placed the scales given to Rand by the goddess of commerce on a shrine, and respectfully performed a complete set of rituals before inviting Rand to sit.

"Mr. Dark Horse is a distinguished guest of our family, I don't know what is the matter with your visit this time?" The old camel had a smile on his lips, but in his heart he felt that the arrival of Rand this time was by no means simple.

"The purpose of my visit this time is very simple, I want to ask you to help buy some magic plants and potions" Rand looked very relaxed, as if it was a very small business, "I want to buy 200 people to drink potions for a month, the kind that is for the demon hunters of the Terrans." ”

"......" Although the old camel had a smile on his face, it took a long time before he asked, "Mr. Dark Horse, have you heard that the royal court is gathering the local human race, orcs, and all forces to wage war with you in the Prancing Horse Plain?" ”

"Of course, to be honest, I really want to get some potion out of the mouths of the local Terrans!" Rand said with a smile.

"Then I'm afraid I won't ......" The old camel was about to refuse, but was stopped by Rand.

"Lord Shahman, I have heard that the local magic plants and potions, although they are produced from Mae Yan, Xingtian, Siem Yuan, Tikal, and even several other city-states, but the real distribution is still in our Abaidi, which means that the magic plants and potions in the entire basin are distributed in your city," this is the key information that Rand heard after traveling to several cities.

"So, I would like to ask you to introduce the local orc leaders who are responsible for collecting potions and magic plants, and I will negotiate with them, and if it is really negotiated, your chamber of commerce will act as an agent of the Galloping Horse Plains to carry out this business."

Shachman looked at Rand with a confident face, and didn't understand why he recognized that he could snatch potions from his enemies, "Mr. Dark Horse, if I can't negotiate some things, I don't think you can do it!" ”

For the old camel's words, Rand was not in a hurry, but took out a magic sealing box from the space ring, and after opening it, there was a large bottle of moisturizing cream.

"I'm here to bring you a copy of our territory's latest specialty, this bottle can emit water magic, and if the moisturizer is applied to the magic pattern, it can moisturize the skin and maintain the magic pattern, several intermediate monsters in our territory have passed, and the effect is very good!" Rand said as he opened the cap of the bottle, scooped a small spoonful with the wooden spoon he carried on the cap, and applied it to his hand.

"We have several flavors to choose from, 5 magic plants, 5 fruits, and 4 floral scents, and if you can help me find the orc leader in charge of the potion, I'm willing to give the moisturizer to your chamber of commerce to sell."

Shahman took the wooden spoon and applied it to the magic pattern on his right wrist, which was drawn by a human mage when he was young, and it was almost ineffective after decades of use, but he didn't expect that after applying the moisturizer, the already dull magic pattern instantly reacted.

"This ......"

"This was developed by the elven magister, and it can promote the fusion of magic in the blood and the magic patterns on the skin," Rand looked at the old camel's eyes, knowing that his goal had been achieved, and did not forget to add, "It is said that the more natural the magic pattern, the better!" ”

"Natural ......" The old camel knew that the object of such a moisturizer was the white-maned camel at the peak of the middle level in his backyard, and every medium and large tribe would have such a magical beast like a family protector. In other words, the orc tribe's demand for this moisturizer is completely limitless.

Under the temptation of huge profits, Shahrman could not refuse Lanter's proposal at all, so he could only agree to the request to invite a few dependents.

(End of chapter)