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"Who are you, and why are you stalking me?"

The woman asked Curt gently, no hostility in her voice. She thought for a moment, then pulled back her hood, revealing a delicate and elegant elf face, and said in a voice as clear as spring water:

"My name is Fretia and I'm from the forests of the South. If something offends you, you can be straightforward. I don't like to make enemies for no reason, I just want to complete my mission. ”

'Mission. ’

Curt meditated on these two words in his mind, savoring the meaning. Curt was surrounded by two large men and an assassin who was adept at stealth, and he didn't look very friendly. Curt looked left and right for a moment, then saluted Freitia in slow motion. He noticed that the dagger on his back had retracted a little, so he spoke calmly:

"In fact, I just want to know the identity of the prospect. The Jungle Wanderer's Bow is a commodity I've supplied, and you may need another weapon. ”

"I do need a magic bow that can withstand the cold weather. But sadly, what you say is not entirely true. ”

Fretia stared at Curt with emerald pupils and replied expressionlessly. The two warriors immediately drew their weapons, and the daggers pushed back into Curt's waist. Curt could only curse his own stupidity, forgetting that elves were born with the ability to distinguish lies. Those races that are at one with nature are unusually sensitive, and have a gift for finding discord.

While he hadn't been dismantled yet, Curt hurriedly said:

"Well, I'm not just curious about your identity. In fact, very few elves visit the Thousand Laws City, and I think you must have something more worth exploring. Other than that, maybe, I can only say maybe. I was able to provide you with a better weapon than the Jungle Wanderer's Bow. Sure, it's not cheap, but you can probably afford it. ”

"Thank you, you're so much more honest than before. ”

Fretia stared at Curt for a moment, then nodded. As the long golden thread shook slightly, the three weapons moved away from Curt in unison. Silence ensued, much to the surprise of Curt, who surrounded him. He raised his hand and lifted his hood, and said to Fretia, who was looking at him intently:

"My name is Curt, a mediocre little mage. But I know peers who are skilled in alchemy, and dwarven friends who are skilled in blacksmithing. ”

"So this guy is Curt ......"

The whispers around him startled Curt. Psionic energy immediately gathered in his brain, ready to manifest a surprise attack at any moment. However, Fretia didn't react, and tilted her head in confusion. As Curt tensed his muscles, the assassin behind him spoke:

"He's the little mage who repelled the monster coalition, and he's been in demand in Thousand Laws City lately. We don't have to touch him, or we'll be in big trouble. ”

"I see. ”

Fretia nodded, and turned her gaze back to Curt, who was secretly relieved. She thought for a moment, then said quietly:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Curt. I'll stay in the conch hotel in the slum for a while, and if you have the right goods, you can bring them to me. I promise to pay you a reasonable price. ”

Corellon is the god of the elves, and the elves will fulfill any promise made in the name of the god. This made Curt realize that he had found a potential buyer for the firearm.

"Hogg, Madison, Quentin, it's okay, let's go. ”

Fretia beckoned to her companions and turned to leave. Curt watched the four figures disappear, then sighed and asked the shadows of the buildings beside him:

"How's that? Do you see any clues?"

"Those two hunky warriors wore crescent insignia. They are the Iron Guards of Silvermoon City, masters of wielding two-handed heavy swords. On the battlefield, it can be defeated by one against a hundred, the elite of the elite. The Iron Guards are the core force of Silvermoon City, and the city lord rarely sends them out. ”

Kelly emerged from the shadows and replied with a shocked expression. She frowned in thought, and after a moment added:

"Assassins are everywhere and featureless. But the only Assassins who can be compared to the Iron Guard are the coffin of the Valley of Silence and the blood-sipping shadow of the Crimson Bay. They were the top Assassin Order, and their members almost always acted alone. Hiring them is expensive, and it's not just money that needs to be paid. It's impossible for them to follow their employers everywhere...... I can't guess where the assassin came from. ”

"Elves, Iron Guards, elusive assassins, that's enough. ”

Curt shrugged, feeling that it was good luck that he was able to get out of it. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, and then said with a smile:

"Whatever they're here for, you can sell this piece of information for a good price. How's that supposed to be enough for your consulting fees?"

"Shrewd stinky boy!"

Kelly scolded hatefully, she really wanted to kick Curt. But out of duty, Kelly can only take Curt to receive the sale money of the auction. After removing the fees, Curt was given a stack of parchments, which were general bills of exchange for thirty-two thousand six hundred and seventy gold coins, which were widely used throughout the Northlands.

Curt could cash bills of exchange in shops or vaults in any city, as long as the other party recognized the status of the Thousand Laws City. This huge amount of money is about equal to the entire property of an intermediate mage, and even if Abys, who owns the mage tower, accumulates in his lifetime, he will save less than 50,000 gold coins.

Under the fiery gaze of a thief, Curt calmly left. He even had the audacity to reach out and put his arm around Kelly's waist. Although Curt didn't succeed in the end, it still caused a curse sound of gritting steel teeth. Kelly has no shortage of suitors, and there are countless people who have a crush on her.

"It's yours, don't look for it. ”

In the sewers near the underground auction house, Curt handed Kelly a parchment bill worth two thousand gold coins, much to Kelly's smile. After the woman who loved money more than the dragon left, Curt took a few steps in the direction of the exit and stopped again.

Several dark figures emerged from all over the sewers, bows or swords in their hands. At the head of the pack is Hamil, Kelly's fellow thief. He skillfully played with a dagger, and said fiercely:

"If you don't want to die, just hand over all the money! No matter how you fool Kelly, I want you to pay! That ** will be my person sooner or later, you are killing yourself. ”

Hamil's mind was apparently not very bright, so that his words were inconsistent. Curt replied by drawing his elemental staff and slamming it to the ground, causing the thieves to wince. Killing a mage in the city of a thousand laws is no joke, and you may be cheated by the trial mage, and then cut off your head and hang it on the city gate.

"Turns out you're Ms. Kelly's suitor. ”

After stabilizing the situation, Curt slowly began to speak. He hid his silver eyes behind his hood, and said with a slight sarcasm:

"I don't think you're a good fit for her, and you'd better be able to get out of the rapids. But in the current situation, I have to admit that you have the upper hand. It's impossible to give you all the money, unless you really want to fight me to the death. Lose, and you'll be charred. Win and you'll be sent to the gallows. Well...... After careful consideration, I would like to offer a compromise. -- The cost of buying a thousand gold coins will be cleared from now on. How?"

"Ten thousand!"

Hamil roared hysterically, and bloodshot eyes erupted from his dirty eyes. Curt pretended to hesitate, finally nodded, and said reluctantly:

"Okay, deal. Gold is secondary to life. ”

With that, Curt took out the huge parchment roll that had been prepared long ago. He threw the parchment far away to Hamil and watched as the other thieves gathered around.

'I can squeeze this guy dry!'

Curt's concession gave Hamil confidence. Hamil licked his lips and eagerly untied the ribbon and opened the parchment. He plans to continue threatening Curt until the last copper coin is drained. But in the sudden fierce fire, the parchment explodes in front of Hamil and turns into a flower of death.

This is a level three spell, Burst Rune. It can turn any text into an invitation to death, and blow up fools who dare to read it to ashes. Curt wanted to use this trick on the boss of the Monster Alliance, and sent a cleverly disguised war letter. However, there was no negotiable opportunity for the battle, so it had to be transferred to Hamil and his fellow thieves.

"No change. ”

When a blazing wave with a radius of more than three meters swept through all the thieves, Curt stepped forward. He had no intention of giving a merciful blow to the wailing robbers, but proceeded happily, and said to himself:

"Magic is an art, and I love that quote so much. ”

Over the next week, Curt returned to his spiritual practice. During this period, he gradually converted the general bill of exchange into cash, which made his wallet bulge a lot. Curt was suspicious of the thin parchment, believing only in real gold coins. If it weren't for the huge dimensional waist bag, I'm afraid Curt would have been buried alive with piles of gold coins.

Relieved, Curt was no longer under pressure, so he brought in four self-taught apprentices to test their progress. The best number three had already mastered the theoretical basis of spellcasting, for which Curt rewarded her with five gold coins. It was an unexpected gift of generosity from the apprentices, and it took a long time for Three to be convinced that Curt hadn't tricked her. The ponytailed girl was in high spirits and ran out of the room, surrounded by three other apprentices. Curt smiled at them, feeling a warm current welling up in his heart.

I don't want these kids to suffer, really. ’

Before Ani could ask, Curt sent a telepathic message. He paused for a moment, then continued:

I also didn't think about making money from my children, who should be living better. Because I imagine what I would do to him if I had a child one day. It's human nature...... The traffickers who send their children to hell deserve death!'

'You've got a guest coming.' ’

Ani listened silently, and then suddenly sent a message that had nothing to do with the topic. So Curt went to the window and saw four strangers. They are the elf Freitia, the Iron Guard Hogg and Madison, and the Assassin Quentin.

The comer was not good, and Curt felt murderous when he was far away. He thought about it for a moment and decided to open the door anyway.