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The black-robed man stretched out a hand from his sleeve and made a few gestures. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter) The multicolored magical light immediately lit up, jumping and spinning in the sky above his palm. It's a level zero trick, a magic trick. Magic tricks can only be used to perform juggling, but there are not many people who are as skilled as black-robed mages. This proves that he is quite skilled in spellcasting, at least to the level of an intermediate mage.

Curt calmly looked at the black-robed man, and his gaze roamed the other party from head to toe. After a few seconds, the black-robed man clenched his hand into a fist and ended the spell. He withdrew his dry fingers into his sleeve and said in a hoarse voice:

"On behalf of a certain great man, I am here to warn you to stop worrying about things that you shouldn't be doing. You'd better hide back in the mage's tower to avoid mishaps. ”

"No new threats, you'd better send a bard next time. ”

Curt shrugged as he motioned for Gordon, who had placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, to relax. After a brief moment of consideration, Curt continued:

"Your master doesn't seem to take me very seriously, so let a pawn like you come and greet me. He thinks I can't do anything, does he? Tell the megalomaniac who hired you, and let the news reach the ears of Master Iorham if I wish. I don't need my words to be cared for by Ioham, I just need to make an impression on him. ”

“...... You're just a little person. Even if you hit the shit luck a while ago and have a brilliant handful, you are still insignificant. ”

The black-robed man grinded his teeth and threatened viciously. A gray glow appeared on the palm of his hand, it was a level one spell, the Touch of Weakness. Those touched by weakness become extremely tired, as if they had not slept in forty-eight hours. Curt calmly stretched out his hand and greeted him. Two rays of magic flashed, and the black-robed man staggered backwards.

Curt activated two magic rings and blessed himself with a secondary spell nullification enchantment, and a mentally retarded touch. He is instantly immune to spells below level 3 and can turn targets he touches into idiots. Under unexpected circumstances, the black-robed man's thinking ability and perception ability greatly stiffened. This state will last for tens of minutes, and will make it impossible for the black-robed man to use high-level spells.

"You!"

The black-robed man roared in a low voice, but he couldn't organize sentences because of the loss of intelligence. Curt took out a silk scarf to wipe his hands, and then said calmly:

"Go back and tell your master, if he really wants me to stay out of the matter, show sincerity. It's big or small, and I know a lot or less. So 500,000 gold coins is a reasonable price, and the Lord of the Dark Sun should be able to afford it. ”

"You!"

The black-robed man pointed at Curt, his eyes bursting with furious fire. Curt gestured, and Gordon stepped forward and slammed the hilt of his sword against the black-robed man's lower abdomen. In the sound of ** and vomiting, the black-robed man fell to his knees. Curt casually passed by the black-robed man, and said in a cold tone:

"I only have to wait for three days, and if I don't have enough hush money, I'll send the interesting report to the trial hall. ”

The black-robed man clutched the ground, convulsions of pain. Although Gordon has shown mercy, the hilt of the enchanted sword is indeed too hard.

"Are you opening your mouth in a lion?"

On the way back to the Black Tower, Gordon asked seemingly casually. Curt smiled back, and he said gracefully:

"Give people room to bargain, Gordon. Study hard, maybe in the future I will let you be responsible for negotiating the price. ”

"I'm looking forward to it. ”

Gordon sneered. He felt that Curt was more capable than he expected. He is a person who can afford to put it down, break it when it is broken, and it is funny. Working under such a master often pays well. And compared to a capable but old-fashioned master, it will be easier to do things under Curt.

After that, Curt had a quiet day. The next morning, he brought in four apprentices to check their progress. According to a simple Q&A, Curt's apprentices No. 1 and No. 3 are well-qualified, while No. 2 and No. 4 are relatively inferior.

Curt thought about it for a moment, then took a few low-level artifacts and handed them to Number One and Three. Artifacts are the medium used to cast certain spells, and are closely related to how magic works. If the apprentices can become familiar with the operation of magic weapons, they will gradually be able to find the threshold to enter the magic hall.

As for No. 2 and No. 4, Curt also had other arrangements. He sent the elated No. 1 and No. 3 away, then closed the door, and said to the anxious No. 2 and No. 4:

"What are your plans?"

"Please, please give me another chance!"

Number Two turned pale with nervousness, he was a fat and thin teenager. Curt turned his gaze to Number Four noncommittally, so Number Four gritted his teeth, clenched his hands and said:

"Please let me stay here, master. I can do whatever I want, I will clean and take care of your pets. I—I don't want to go back. ”

"No, don't save zài 'go back'. This is your home, and I'm talking about how to plan your future. ”

As Four choked up and shed tears, Curt shook his head. He pushed away his chair and stood up, put his hands behind his back and said:

"The Mage Tower is a sprawling structure, and my job isn't just about studying spells. I need all sorts of people to help, and although you lack talent in learning spells, you are literate, and that's enough. Starting tomorrow, I'll introduce you to some people and teach you things other than magic. - Of course, you are still apprentices, and you need to delve into the mysteries of spellcasting. You will be busier than ever, so be mentally prepared. ”

"Yes!"

Two and Four look shocked. They looked at each other, then replied in unison. Kirt nodded and dismissed the two apprentices. He watched the apprentices leave with tears of joy, and then stroked the spirit in his pocket. After receiving Anilai's spiritual message, Curt beckoned out the window:

"Please come in, I thought you'd come back in the evening. It's so striking that it seems like your boss is not patient. ”

"Hmph, whoever slanders my lord will be slandered. Mr. Curt, you'd better be careful with your words. ”

With the disturbance of the air, a man shrouded in black robes lifted his stealth technique and quietly appeared. He floated into the mage's tower and said to Curt, who didn't care:

"I'm here to make a deal with you, Mr. Curt. Yesterday's conflict was rude to us, and we ask for your forgiveness. ”

"It's okay, please be seated. ”

Curt spread out his hand and invited the black-robed man to sit at the table. The black-robed man was not the one Curt met yesterday, he was more rational and calm, and he was more difficult to deal with. When Curt silently exchanged views with Ani with a telemessage, the black-robed man said slowly:

"You may call me a servant of the dark sun, Mr. Curt. You already know enough, there's no point in hiding it from you. So let's make the deal. - You ask for 500,000 gold coins, I have the right to you are joking. That's half of a high-level mage's fortune, enough to buy your life ten times. So I think 50,000 gold coins is a reasonable price that you can use to purchase new magic items and take your strength to the next level, what do you think?"

"Quite sincere, but still too little. ”

Curt thought about it, nodded, and shook his head again. The Servant of the Dark Sun didn't react, as if he had anticipated Curt's answer. He was very relaxed and silent, and listened to Curt as he snapped his fingers and said:

"Buy magic items, buy scrolls, buy spellcasting materials, recharge staffs, raise apprentices, raise monsters, and pay taxes...... My burden is not light. Fifty thousand gold coins is a big number, but it only solves my urgent needs. ”

"How much do you want?"

It wasn't until Curt finished settling the accounts in a rambling manner that the Servant of the Dark Sun asked. Curt thought for a moment, then held out two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Seventy thousand!"

The Servant of the Dark Sun did not hesitate to bargain, so the two sides quickly began to alternate offers.

"One hundred and eighty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Eighty thousand, that's all!"

The Servant of the Dark Sun quickly crucified the price, and then pushed the table up. He threw out two volumes of prepared general bills of exchange, and said impatiently:

"Accept the money, get out of the Thousand Law City immediately, and come back in a few months. You don't have the right to talk nonsense with me anymore, and killing you will cause some trouble, but we can handle it. ”

"If I die, Inquisitor Olga will receive a detailed dossier, which is very interesting. Elder Oak may also receive ...... Of course, I'm not sure he would be interested in hosting a stranger. Guess who I've arranged for me to do this?Inquisitor Glen, the Dwarf of the Molten Iron Pit, the pawn of the Thieves' Guild, the Nameless Mercenary?The Tavern's Hospitality?, or some mysterious person who is none of the above?By the way, whoever you kill, I'll go out at once and ask Olga for a very meaningful conversation. ”

Curt stood up and stared at the frozen Servant of the Dark Sun. He sneered a few times, and then said word by word:

"Cancel your plans, or fulfill my request and pick one of your own. From a competence standpoint, I'm really not worth mentioning, but it's more than enough to mess up your guys. Actually, I don't care what you're going to do. But I'm asking for my own interests, it's as simple as that. If you don't have enough cash, you can take credit or replace it with other benefits. I'm a good talker, as long as it's something valuable, I take anything. ”

“...... Hehehe, what a little thing that doesn't know whether to live or die. ”

After a long silence, the Servant of the Dark Sun let out a low laugh. He slowly put his hand into his sleeve and said in a cold voice:

"Well, you win. You brought it on yourself, I didn't intend to do it. ”