Chapter Forty-Nine: The Dark Elf's Deal
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Four dark elves with crossbows approached slowly, their height barely up to Curt's shoulders. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) As an underworld race, the Dark Elves are usually shorter than humans. But the Dark Elf who led the lead was half a head taller than Curt, and his body was quite well-proportioned and sturdy. He wore a wide top hat with colorful feathers, a splendid gown, a long and short sword, and two scepters stuck in his colorful belt.
'What a flamboyant fellow. ’
As Curt silently assessed the other party, the Dark Elf leader bowed deeply. He saluted with exaggerated movements, and then laughed very contrivedly and said:
"Hello new guest. My name is Gasola, and I'm the leader of the Duck Mercenary Regiment. Hoffman is a reliable middleman, and he should not be wrong with the guests he identifies...... Even if you're a human being. ”
"Let your men put their weapons down!"
Hoffman roared angrily, and he took off the axe hanging from his waist. Gasola shrugged disappreciatively and said nonchalantly:
"You're an honest man, Hoffman, so you're easy to be fooled. I'm a little more cautious, and I hope you can understand. ”
"Sounds like a temptation. ”
Curt drew his elemental staff, ignoring the raised crossbow. He stared at Gasola, frowned, and said:
"Do we need to trust each other? It's just a business dealing. I'll pay, you deliver, and when you're done, you'll go your own way. I've got enough gold, and the rest is up to you to see if you can get the job done. The Darker mercenary group likes to surround their guests and point arrows at them to talk about business? IMHO, that's a robbery. ”
"Isn't it good? If you can easily get the gold coins in your hands, who wants to go to great lengths to run around?"
Gasola grinned, revealing two gold teeth. He touched his cheek, narrowed his eyes, and said:
"You have a lot of valuable things on you, little mage. I don't think I'll make more money by trading with you than by killing you. Admittedly, molten iron pits are my long-term customers. But you seem to be Hoffman's personal relationship, otherwise, the Dwarven Elder would have been present. ”
"Nothing to talk about, I have limited time. ”
Curt shook his head, deciding not to follow the cunning Gasola in circles. He looked around at the four dark elves with crossbows, and then said coldly:
"We fell apart and now I'm leaving. If you dare to attack me, I will treat you as robbers. ”
"It's bold, it's fun!"
Gasola's eyes moved slightly, and she made a few invisible codes. One of his subordinates immediately pulled the trigger and fired an arrow at Curt.
In the next second, the dark elf who shot the crossbow rolled to the ground, the arrow he had shot stuck in his shoulder. He didn't intend to kill Curt, but instead saved his own life.
The potent anesthetic applied to the tip of the arrow immediately wielded its effect, causing the dark elf to lose consciousness. At the same time, the arcane tattoo underneath Curt's robe dimmed. He stored a level 2 spell in the Arcane Tattoo, swapping places. This spell is very useful, allowing the mage to swap positions with the enemy at the moment of attack.
The remaining three crossbows immediately turned to Curt and were thrown to the ground at the same time. Because they saw a violent flash, it was a level three spell, a flash burst. The flash blast creates a flash of light ten times the brightness of the sun, enough to help mages strip their enemies of their vision.
Especially the Dark Elves, as an underground race, have heat-sensing vision that can see clearly in the dark. But the Dark Elves could not withstand the brightness of daylight, and it was difficult to even look directly at the candles. For the dark elves, who are accustomed to operating in lightless environments, the flash burst is an extremely terrifying spell.
In the midst of the wails, the dark elves who had dropped their crossbows covered their eyes and stumbled to find a corner to hide. Gasola shook her head slightly, as if she felt embarrassed. An invisible barrier had just protected him, rendering the bright light that burst through him useless.
When Curt activated the Elemental Staff and was about to finish it with an ice pick, Gasola removed a scepter from her belt. The scepter was in white gold and set with small diamonds. At the tip of the scepter is a huge sapphire that has been carefully processed and has hundreds of facets.
Gasola pointed the scepter toward Curt, causing the elemental staff to lose its power in a 'buzzing' whisper. Curt immediately switched into the Fireball Staff, and Gasola shouted.
"Enough!
Under Curt's gaze, Gasola raised her hands to show that she had no intention of continuing the fight. With regret on his face, he walked over and kicked his men one by one with his boots in the direction of the tent. After the dark elves hid in the tent, Gasola turned around, spread her hands and said:
"Alright, that's the end of the joke. Mr. Curt, let's get started. ”
"The dark elf-style joke is so cold that you can't laugh. ”
Curt lowered his fireball staff, still on his toes. He watched as Gasola shoved his hands into his trouser pockets and chipped through the sound of large handfuls of gold coins and gems. Hoffman cursed and put away the axe, and he said angrily:
"You're kidding me, Blackskin. You didn't tell me you were going to play this trick. ”
"You have your principles, and so do I. Dwarves don't necessarily have the same perspective for selecting customers as I do, you have to understand my position. ”
Gasola retorted unceremoniously, condescendingly mocking Hoffman. He then straightened his right hand and pressed it against Hoffman's helmet, so that the short-handed, short-handed, short-handed Hoffman could not kick himself. Then Gasola turned her head, looked at Curt and said:
"This is underground, and the rules are a little different from the surface. You have to protect yourself before you can earn the respect of others. It's the same when you make a deal, you are both a guest and a fat sheep. Which one is considered depends on whether you are fully prepared. ”
"It sounds like an initiation lesson, but I'm not here to be taught by you. ”
Curt replied coldly. From Hoffman and Gasola's actions, Curt felt that the hostility was receding. But Curt did not appreciate Gasola's approach, so he remained wary and continued:
"Let's get back to the point. You should know what I want, please quote a price. ”
"Twenty gold coins for each part, and extra money is required for particularly complex ones. ”
Gasola, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately gave the answer, in fact, he was very curious about the drawings of the firearms. In the opinion of the well-informed Gasola, the parts requested by Curt were too delicate and obviously had a special role. These are secrets worth exploring, and Gasola has the ability to sell them all for a good price.
"Yes. ”
Curt thought about it for a moment and then answered. A rifle is made up of thirty to sixty parts, perhaps more if you break it down. Judging from Gasola's asking price, it is only about a thousand gold coins, which Curt can fully accept. After consideration, Curt decided to scramble the drawings of the parts, remove some of the core components, and then hand them over to Gasola in batches to make the zuò. He didn't trust the dark elves he had just met, and he hadn't forgotten to bargain.
"When you get a quota of 100 pieces, you're going to give me an 80% discount. ”
"If a single batch is more than 100 pieces. ”
Gasola made some corrections in the details, and accepted the conditions. He made an appointment with Curt for the next step in the trade, and then made his way to the tent. Halfway through, Gasola raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Four other dark elves emerged from their hideout and followed Gasola.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect the Dark Elves to mess around. ”
Hoffman walked over to Curt and grunted apologetically. Curt shook his head, smiled and said:
"No, the person you found is quite reliable. At least he didn't talk a lot of fools...... By the way, where will Gasola find the artisans?"
"I'm guessing he's going to buy some slaves. ”
Hoffman shrugged and replied in disgust. He glanced at Curt, who didn't know why, and then said unhappily:
"The source of slaves is underground gnomes, or gray dwarves or something. Dark Elves of low social status are also enslaved, as they are cheap consumables, but there are also skilled craftsmen among them. The price you offer to Gasola is not low, as long as each slave makes a finished product, he will not lose money. ”
"I [beep-]. ”
Curt cursed in his heart, knowing that he might as well buy slaves directly from Gasola. But now that the deal was made, it was no longer possible for Gasola to provide slaves to Curt. Even if Curt convinces Gasola, he will have to pay a sky-high price.
Curt suddenly appeared, and the underground world contained resources that were very attractive to him. If he could, Curt wanted to be able to make connections away from the ground. There is no doubt that difficulties are unavoidable, and Curt can even encounter dangers. Including the Dark Elves and Psisuckers, there is hardly a single race underneath the earth to be messed with. They have been fighting each other, and the environment in which they live is far worse than the surface.
Gasola alone is a difficult opponent to deal with. He will definitely prevent Curt from exploring the underground so that his interests will not be lost. Against Gasola, Curt was not sure of victory. Until now, Curt couldn't guess the name of the scepter that rendered the Elemental Staff ineffective.
Let's take it one step at a time. Everything has to be done step by step, and it is useless to be in a hurry. ’
With this in mind, Curt returned to the City of a Thousand Laws. He shuffled the parts of the firearm and divided them into equal portions. According to George W. Bush's proposal, Curt pulled out drawings of important parts, including bullets and firing pins. In addition to this, Curt also looked through a lot of information about the Underworld. He doesn't like to fight uncertain battles, and in confrontation, all knowledge can be turned into Kirt's advantage and bargaining weight.