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The next day, Curt and his entourage set out on their way home. They spent two days returning to the molten iron pit and rested for the whole day. After all the parts of the sniper rifle that Curt had ordered were completed and collected and delivered by Hoffman, Curt was ready to go. Before leaving, Hoffman patted Curt on the shoulder and yelled:

"If you have time, you can come over and play, and if you bring orders, you are more welcome. I'll go to you, too, and get the wine ready for me. ”

"No problem. ”

Curt smiled and shook hands with Hoffman, he liked the warm-hearted and straight-hearted dwarves. After shaking hands, Curt had an extra parchment roll in his palm. He opened it, and it was now one of the two universal money orders he had paid to Hoffman.

When Curt looked up in confusion, Hoffman patted his chest. Curt then noticed that Hoffman was wearing the enchanted armor he had found from the ogre tribe.

"This armor belongs to the Anvil family, and they are glad that you have avenged their people. So the members of the Anvil family paid part of the money for you, which is considered a thank you gift. ”

Hoffman seemed a little embarrassed. He sighed for a while, then puffed up his chest proudly, and said shamelessly:

"Since I killed six ogres in a row, the Anvil family gave me the armor as a reward. From now on, I'll be called the Ogre Slayer, and as soon as I walk into the tavern, there will be hordes of admirers rushing to invite me to drink!"

"You'll be king sooner or later. ”

Curt put away the general bill of exchange and praised Hoffman in passing. As a result, Hoffman smiled from ear to ear and almost dragged Curt to a drinking party.

After continuing to travel for most of the day, Curt returned to the City of a Thousand Laws. In addition to Gordon and Kelly, he was accompanied by ten elite dwarven warriors. This is a high-level courtesy given to guests in the molten iron pits, and it proves Curt's status in the hearts of the dwarves. The guards at the gates were surprised, they knew that Curt had been shining in recent days, but they didn't understand why the stubborn dwarves were also so polite to Curt.

In the main part of Thousand Laws City, Curt says goodbye to Kelly as she prepares to return to the docks. Kelly deposited her treasure with Zài Curt here, ready to wait until the time was right to dispose of it. Curt then advanced a month's salary to Gordon and asked him to buy some clean clothes to change into. Compared to the identity of the mage guard, Gordon is a little too sloppy now.

When Curt returned to the Black Tower alone, he was warmly welcomed by the four apprentices. Since Curt never skimped on food, the faces of the four apprentices were a lot more rosy. Especially No. 3, she looks quite cute and seems to be a beautiful embryo. Thanks to Curt, Three escaped being trafficked, and she would have probably become a prostitute.

Curt dismissed the apprentices and sent them to the room where Gordon was to be prepared. Curt then walked all the way to the seventh floor, and when he opened the secret research room, he saw Ani waiting in the room.

"Welcome back. ”

Ani said quietly, and by the way, she stroked the long tie up. Flowing fireflies streaked across the air, and the strange beauty made Curt fascinated for a moment. He shook his head, stared at Ani for a moment, and then said with some confusion:

"If I'm not mistaken, you seem to have grown up. ”

"From what I've observed, humans all grow. So I tried to imitate it, and it seemed to be funny. ”

Ani chuckled, then spread her arms and spun in place. The white jade-like skin and the emerald color of the skin complement each other, giving Curt the illusion that the world is following Ani's light.

When Ani was still, inertia allowed silk to brush through her body. Ani looked at Curt with large, transparent eyes, and Curt felt dizzy as if he had been succumbed to human charm. He hurriedly lowered his gaze, suppressed his restless emotion, and said:

"You're already human-like enough...... No, you're already a human at all, Ani. But don't run out like this, or you'll be in big trouble. ”

"I didn't plan to go out, and I didn't want to know anyone other than you. ”

Hearing this, Curt stroked his chest and felt a strange warmth flowing through his body. He exhaled and felt that life was so good.

It wasn't until Ani turned into particles of light and drifted away that Curt's inner throbbing gradually subsided. He sat down in his chair and told Ani what had happened during the journey. Ani didn't express her opinion, just listened quietly. Curt then opened the dimensional pocket and took out all the loot he had harvested.

Nine of the sixteen scrolls found from the ogre tribe were found to be functional. With the exception of one scroll that contains a level 5 spell and an animal mutation, all the other scrolls record a level 3 or lower spell. This makes sense, otherwise, the owner of the scroll should not have been killed by the ogre.

After processing the scroll, Curt drew a dusty staff. This is a powerful staff, which has the same function as magic skills and spell power. The Powerful Staff increases the effect of a spell by half, which is quite useful. It is worth six or seven thousand gold coins, and it is an affordable magic item.

In addition, there are two magic rings that can unleash the Touch of the Mentally Handicapped and the Grace of the Eagle spells, respectively. The Mentally Handicapped Touch can turn the caster into an idiot, while the Eagle's Grace can make the magician majestic, confident, and talkative. It seems that the original owner of the magic rings must have been a profiteer, and it may have been a good thing to kill his ogre.

Finally, Curt's eyes lit up when he moved his gaze to the earrings and cape. - Teleportation earrings can teleport the holder to a distance of 150 meters in a straight line, and are a sharp weapon for escaping. The Transformation Cloak allows the wielder to transform into three different types of slimy monsters, giving Curt a new idea in terms of tactical arrangements.

Roughly speaking, the total value of these magic items is around 40,000 gold coins. Curt felt that the trip was worthwhile, and then pulled out a pair of magic gloves from the ogre tribe and put them on. The glove, officially known as the Agility Gauntlet, improves the wearer's reflexes and movement accuracy. It's a pretty good item for mages who need to cast spells against the clock.

Curt called Apprentice Three over and handed her the cloak and gloves to be washed. Then he crossed his fingers, smiled and muttered to himself:

"Next, it's up to the other party to react. ”

On this trip, Curt caused some trouble for the Darksun cultists. He destroyed the mountain barbarians and the ogre tribes, all allies of the Darksun cultists. In addition, Curt also forced Hurricane shooter Cameron to stay out of the situation, removing the eyeliner arranged by the Darksun Cultists around him.

After taking a moment to guess what the Darksun cultists might be doing, Curt pulled a roll of parchment out of his dimensional pocket. This parchment is the only relic of the ogre wizard Sinton, whose room has been a mess by other ogres. Curt opened the parchment and read it slowly. He'd seen it a few times on the way home, and now he's just reconfirmed.

"The Great Messenger of the Dark Sun, I will try to attack the Thousand Laws City and distract the attention of the High Mages. If I can catch some mages, they will be sacrificed to the Lord of the Dark Sun. When the full moon comes, I will attend the ceremony as agreed. Under the light of the dark sun, the Thousand Laws City will eventually fall into your hands. ”

Curt read the letter word by word, then took the flint, lit the candle, and burned the parchment. In the scorching smoke, Curt smiled sharply. He already vaguely understood something, and all that remained was how to find a way to deal with the enemy and rescue the imprisoned children.

After a well-rested night's rest, Curt took Gordon out the door the next day to collect the bounty from the mercenary guild in the ghetto. After handing over a hundred kilograms of pure steel, the rank of the brown bear patriarch, and a bunch of ogre heads, Curt received the amount of gold he deserved. He gave one hundred and thirty-five to Gordon on the spot, and then turned back and listened to Wallace say:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Curt. Someone wants to meet you in private, and I wonder if you're interested. ”

"Who is it?"

Curt feigned casual questioning, ignoring Wallace's nervous expression. Wallace twisted his body uneasily, and said in a very soft voice:

"Well, I can't tell you the other person's name, and in fact I don't know who the other person is. He asked me to tell you that I want you to ......"

"I'm not interested in meeting strangers. Help me call back to the person and say I don't like rude invitations. ”

Curt replied simply, then turned to leave. Wallace stammered and tried to follow, but was stopped by Gordon with the hilt of his sword outstretched.

"I'm sorry, but now that I'm working for Mr. Curt, it's my duty to keep him out of harassment. ”

When Wallace's eyes widened, Gordon laughed. He changed into a new swordsman outfit and wore shiny enchanted armor. Wallace swallowed and said unwillingly:

"Are you going to be a dog, Gordon, and don't forget who introduced you to the job when you were down. ”

"I'm cherishing my work, Wallace. ”

Gordon raised the corners of his mouth and patiently explained. He first withdrew the hilt of the sword that was on Wallace's chest, then straightened his collar and said:

"Of course, I haven't forgotten the benefit fee I paid you privately. So we are a partnership, and no one owes anyone. If you want to talk to me, then all I can say is that our friendship is not as important as work. ”

With that, Gordon patted Wallace on the shoulder and walked away. He followed Curt like a shadow, his left hand on the scabbard, ready to draw his sword to protect his master.

Meanwhile, Curt was counting the numbers. He counted down from a hundred and paced slowly.

"Three, two, one......"

Toward the end of the count, Curt turned a corner. He smiled when he saw a man in a black robe in the corner.