Chapter 92 Business II

When the old man heard this answer, not only was he not disappointed, but asked with more interest, "For example?"

"I need a lot of magic materials, including many types, and the quantity is also very large, this is one of them. Chinese In addition, let me ask first, does the Marquis have a special belief in the gods?" asked Richard, looking at the old man with wide eyes and waiting for an answer, like any studious aristocratic young man, humble and courteous, full of intellectual curiosity. The old man seemed to appreciate his demeanor the most.

"The Enlek family has the dual blood of royalty and the legendary heroes of the previous generation, so the Marquis family has believed in the ancestors of the family for generations. The old man replied.

Ancestor worship, that's easy to do. Richard now found himself enjoying patriarchal worship more and more.

"If Lord Marquis doesn't mind, then I can sell a batch of low-level magic scrolls, most of which are healing techniques. This time Richard's voice was so low that only the old man could hear it.

The old man's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and his expression became much stricter, and he said solemnly: "Which god's magic is it? If you want to use the magic scroll, you must have a corresponding priest." ā€

"It's the magic scroll of the god of courage. The advantage of this batch of scrolls is that anyone can open and use it, but the disadvantage is that it comes at a considerable cost when using it. For now, it could cost a few years of life. ā€

The old man was silent for a long time before he said, "Between immediate death and unknown lifespan, any sensible person is able to make a choice. So that's not a problem, but it's the defiled Divine Scroll that you have in your hand that really surprises me. But rest assured, neither the Marquis nor I will inquire into the origin of these scrolls, that's the rule, and I assure you that no one wants to get involved in trouble involving the true gods. My advice is that if you can hand over these tainted scrolls to my little shop to run for you, then Stitch's troubles can be solved with gold. ā€

"Well, I'll visit you tonight with a scroll. Richard quickly finalized the matter.

When Richard left, the people sitting on both sides of the street looked at him differently, much more normal, less greedy and murderous.

Many of them are agents of the big powers, and they don't care about Stitch at all, especially Stitch, who is already dead. The people who identified Richard to Stitch's men last night were all agents of small forces with less powerful backgrounds.

Until Richard re-entered the city, these people were still evaluating him, mainly his wealth, to determine whether it matched his strength. If Richard has too much wealth, then they don't mind secretly banding together to 'take' that share of wealth that isn't rightfully his. But now, now that Richard has reached a preliminary intention of cooperation with the Marquis of Anleke, then in a sense, he is already his own person.

At nightfall, Richard went to the old man's grocery store on the side street again, and this time he brought three magic scrolls, which were first, second, and third level divine arts.

There was still only the old man in the grocery store, and after accepting Richard's three magic scrolls, he handed Richard a hundred gold coins as a deposit. It is necessary to wait for a detailed appraisal before the valuation of the Divine Scroll can be confirmed. So Richard accepted the gold coins, and was slightly surprised to find that these were also temple gold coins, but they were not from the Temple of Courage, but from the Temple of the High Earth God of War.

Richard did not go back to the camp outside the city, but went to the most luxurious inn where he had stayed before going to the city.

In Bluewater Oasis, luxury hostels are not only about high prices and comfort, but also about peace and security. This inn is the property of the Golden Banner Merchant Group, and the Golden Banner is one of the top three merchant groups in the entire Bloodstained Land, stronger than the Red Cossacks. People like Stitch didn't dare to make trouble at this inn.

After Richard left, the old man at the grocery store closed the door, took out a full set of alchemical magnifying glasses, and began to carefully study the structure of the three magic scrolls. He watched for hours before he breathed a sigh of relief, thumped his waist hard, and then took out a small bottle and uncorked it. A few dots of shadow flew out of the bottle and quickly disappeared in different directions. Walls are no obstacle to them.

Half an hour later, three men in hooded hats entered the grocery store. They were familiar with this place and went straight to the back room.

These were three old men, and after they took off their cloaks, they didn't even say a word to each other, so they couldn't wait to pick up the magic scroll and start studying it carefully. By the time the three scrolls had been passed through everyone's hands, an hour had passed.

One of them said to the old man at the grocery store, "Amman, where did you get these things?"

The old man Amman said, "It was sold to me by a little fellow named Richard." It was the same Richard who had slaughtered Stitch and half of his cavalry last night, and had put their bodies outside the camp. ā€

The other old man snorted and said coldly, "What an arrogant little guy!"

"Young people, with the support of families and strong people behind them, it is inevitable to be arrogant. The other man played a round and said, "Clark, you used to be a priest of the Highland God of War, see if these magic scrolls are real." ā€

The old man named Clark was silent, and since he entered the grocery store, he had been looking at the scroll in his hand over and over again, and he was carefully observing the direction of every line and every divine text under the alchemical magnifying glass.

It wasn't until he was asked that he said in a hoarse and ugly voice, "It's indeed a real magic scroll, not a fake of a magic build." The scroll is supposed to flow from the temple of the god of courage, Nei'an. The magic looks fine, it's completely usable. However, it is very slightly different from Nei'an's real divine scroll, and the mechanism and rules of divine power operation seem to be somewhat different from that of the god of courage. But where the specific differences are, I can't analyze clearly. Look here. ā€

Clark pointed to the corner of the third-level healing scroll and continued, "This structure has never appeared in any of the divine techniques of the God of Courage, and nine of the seventeen divine texts are something I have never seen before. In addition, these combinations of divine texts are also unprecedented, and it is impossible to understand the meaning of them. ā€

The faces of the four old men in the secret room all became solemn, and they looked at each other, and Amman said, "It seems that these three scrolls are indeed defiled scrolls. I just don't know what forces defile them. ā€

"Just make a little more real yĆ n, and you can confirm it. Clark said.

He took out a gold plate from his bosom, placed the magic scroll provided by Richard on the gold plate, and then took out a small scepter, and after chanting the incantation, the crystal at the top of the staff shot a fiery beam of light, shining on the magic scroll.

The third-level healing scroll immediately burst into flames, but most of the flames could not break out of the range of the golden disk, only a pillar of fire with a light golden color in orange and red swayed, rushing straight to a height of more than a meter, which was extremely eye-catching.