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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Instilling in the Brain and Etching in the Heart?

"Don't laugh"

The soft laughter was as graceful as the figure's graceful demeanor, with a charm that was not offensive, but dizzying...... Miss Klisa's eyes widened at once, as if this was a great mockery of her. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

But she soon lost interest in paying attention to those things—the pale wound on Edward's hand was rapidly covering red, and the blood that spurted out of it was smearing the cuffs of her pretty dress in the next moment, making her eyes widen.

"Blood...... Yeah...... I'm sorry Edward, woo, you're too weak your hands...... Cure you right away" obviously didn't expect that she would use such a lot of strength to cause such a severe injury, the little girl immediately became in a hurry, and her voice seemed to have a little crying, she stumbled and apologized in a whisper, while trying to hold down the wound, and chanted a prayer to prepare to use a magic spell.

But the next moment, her hand was pressed down by two other slender fingers. "***, you can't communicate with the magic network casually here, otherwise, something bad will happen. The woman's voice chuckled, and the two fingers of her food turned slightly, brushing over Edward's wound.

Edward's eyes shimmered.

When the figure appeared, he was sure he hadn't blinked, but he couldn't see how the other had crossed at least fifty feet from the depths of the hall to the crowd. The smooth and soft touch, though only a trace, had closed and dissipated like a stream of water on the wound on the hunter's hand—even the blood splattered on the little lady's body had gradually faded.

But unlike magic, there are very few direct healing methods in magic - at least not a few Edward had heard of, and if the rumors from the chatter were correct, most of the healing magic was related to a faction called evil.

Evil?

Wicked enough, indeed...... The distance was close enough for a wonderful fragrance to fill the air, and they mischievously flowed around, writhing in his nose, causing Edward's breathing to stagnate for a moment.

So his gaze couldn't help but fall to the other party a little uncontrollably.

The material of the long, evening gown-like robe was very peculiar—at close range, it could be seen that the color was not pure black, but constantly changing with her steps, and it seemed to be smooth and light, but also thick and heavy, like a piece of smoke and dust that was bound around her body...... But in some places, it has the right, close-fitting lines cut by the most skillful craftsmen, outlining the curves of her plump buttocks, and even the ripples that ripple slightly with movement, piercing through the obstacles and teasing the atrium of every male creature......

So Edward could only rely on a little clarity to let his eyes go up again.

But this is still a test of will—after bypassing the square inch distance, the lines have evolved into an astonishing slenderness, and the transition between them can almost only be described as thrilling. And when it goes up again, it is the white greasy that jumps out of the black.

It seems that someone has summed it up that a man's gaze is very slut...... It will always be concentrated in a few places, whether it is covered or exposed, so when the cuffs of this robe are very long, and the skirt is also very long, covering all the mystery and beauty in the black robe, all eyes have to focus on that piece of fullness and whiteness.

The soft ones seem to be able to drip water, which is the perfect time to pick, and if you take a bite, you will ensure that the sweet juice overflows...... This charming association made Edward suddenly feel a little warm in his nose, as if something was about to break away from the constraints of the blood vessels there.

It's amazing, it's really amazing.

Now I have to thank the little girl for saving it, if it weren't for the faint pain that was still stimulating his senses, and the lost part of the plasma stabilized the impact, Edward might have made a fool of himself in public, but now to pull his eyes out of the turbulent waves, he still had to use the power of self-hypnosis.

Then, he finally saw this being, which was sure to be able to overwhelm all beings......

Well, not exactly, because her countenance was hidden under an extremely thin veil...... It seemed to be a magical creation, hiding her countenance just right, and even Edward's better eyesight than ordinary people could only see the faint outline, the glint in the deep blue eyes, and the delicate, plump lip line that was slightly upturned at the corners of the lips.

It's as if she's always smiling calmly.

This made Edward's heart rise with an awe-inspiring feeling...... A woman who dares to use her body to play with fire with a man is either stupid or dangerous, but now he is facing a mage, so he prefers to believe that the other party is the latter.

And what happened to the others cemented his belief - the dwarves around him seemed to have no idea where they were, but just stood still with their mouths wide open. The half-elf beside him seemed to be a little better, but his originally handsome and pale face seemed to be coated with blood, and even the palm of the sword was trembling slightly.

"What an interesting little brother, then, what you want, you can choose directly, or you can describe your requirements to me. The woman's direct gaze made the woman pause slightly...... It was only for a moment, and then she reached out and pointed to the row of shelves: "We accept exchanges between magical materials, gems, or magical items, and they are valued in the same way as ordinary shops, but we don't trade them in cash. ”

Edward sighed softly.

The hunters didn't have much cash on hand, more than a third of it was stolen goods that had been brought in the recent past, parchment for huàn coupons, which were the rudiments of paper money, but because of their large denominations, they only circulated among large merchants and business associations, and they had magic marks on them, which were easier to trace, so it was best to spend them before the other party sent a message.

Therefore, he thought that this was the most suitable place to sell stolen goods—the volume of transactions was large, secretive, and the mages had little concept of money, let alone a place where the tentacles of a merchant could reach, and he was afraid that the fellows surnamed Lampion would be exhausted and difficult to find for a few months.

But now it doesn't seem to be working.

In fact, in the whole continent, the value of magical items is generally inflated, although there is a set of common valuation standards, but generally may not be implemented according to them - these magical creations are no longer more expensive than gold, but far more than the value of gold, dozens of kilograms of gold, may not be able to be equivalent to a high-grade magic item, sometimes even if the value of other estimates is several times, the seller may not be willing to accept, so generally speaking, the way of barter is more general.

This is no exception even in Tumines, who has the title of 'The Third Magical Country'.

So in this kind of shop, there is not much room for Edward to make a move.

After those strange encounters before, he had a few scrolls of different natures on his hand, two or three bottles of potions from the lair of the spirit sucking monsters, a few gems, some psionic crystal shards and three magic rings, a necklace, if it was in an ordinary magic shop, these could sell for at least two or three thousand gold coins, which was enough money for a large family to live comfortably for a lifetime, but in this magic shop, these were like stones thrown into the sea, and there was not a trace of splash.

But he still wanted to give it a try......

"Well, little brother, according to our rules, the value of scrolls and potions is relatively small, unless it is a relatively rare magic effect, some common low-level scrolls or potions, with us, have no value. Looking at the few things that the hunter slowly took out, the female mage's tone seemed to be smiling: "The texture of these gems is good, but instead of giving us, it is better to exchange more gold coins in the hands of those gem merchants." ”

"But these are okay...... "After thinking about it, her finger touched the three rings: "Mage armor, it's a pity that there are only more than twenty rounds, and a protective ring is worthless." Oh, this one is a light technique, but it's a pity that it's only twice a day...... Do you want to swap them all, or just one of them? If it's all three, I can probably provide a boot that will make your body more flexible, or a glove that will give you more strength, but if not, then you'll have to choose from a similar number of rings or amulets, but you'll need at least two. Moreover, there is a ring that must be this magic armor. ”

Edward hesitated.

This ring was the trophy he got from the demonic mage, and he didn't think it would be too advanced, but now it seems that he is underestimating the other party's wealth-magic armor can activate a layer of viscous force field to block weapons, basically unless it is a crossbow arrow at a very close range, or the sword of a powerful warrior, it will be deviated by this force field, like invisible armor, and there are no heavy drawbacks. In fact, it is quite suitable for a warrior like Edward, who relies on his skills, or a fragile mage.

However, the seasoned mercenary knows very well that this thing is also suitable for bullying ordinary miscellaneous soldiers, and it is good to even defend against a stray arrow, and if you really meet a person with good ability, a scroll of a secondary spell invalidation enchantment is enough to make the guy who relies on this thing cry to death. Moreover, this ring is still a magic storage item, and the spells in it have a number of uses, and if they reach a certain number of times, they will become useless decorations.

So he quickly decided what he wanted.

"Darkness, spider webs, the brute force of a cow or the grace of a cat, all I need is these, Miss Mage. After a pause, he added, "But I'm going to make a law-making item." ”

"Cunning little fellow, aren't you thinking too beautiful? Aren't those second-level spells? And they still have to be determined...... So even if you give me all of these, it won't be worth the cost of one. ”

The last request made the female mage stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

Statute items are not really a formal way of categorizing items, but are derived from the definition of the Dharma—like the armbands and bracelets that Edward used to have, although most of the spells in them can only be used a few times a day, and they must be infused with some spiritual power. It's relatively cumbersome, if you don't have a non-teacher, you need to receive a certain amount of training before you can use it, but it's better to use it repeatedly, which is equivalent to adding a few spell casting abilities to a person, so the value is much higher, and a few magic storage items can't be compared with a fixed law.

But Edward didn't let that stop.

"Can't keep up with the cost, isn't it?" he smiled as well, twisting the ring in his hand: "We all know that the price of some things doesn't necessarily match the value...... The mage armor is easy to activate, fast, and lasts for a long time, and it is much more practical for those who are not capable but do not lack coins, especially those nobles who are worried about the daggers coming behind them, but these things I want are not so attractive to them who do not have much mental power.

"So, I'm sure you'll be worth the cost. Miss Mage. He smiled, then lowered his voice and glanced slightly at Miss Half-Elf, who had already walked to the shelf, "And, although I'm not a big customer, I'm someone who can influence big customers, isn't it?" ”

"I hope so, little brother. The female mage was noncommittal, but just laughed and poured out all the beings. Although it was only a small movement, it set off a turbulent wave.

"I want these things," the half-elf interrupted the conversation in a displeased voice, or should I say that Edward had not made much mistake in his expectation - or was it because of some kind of hatred and jealousy towards the female mage?

There were necklaces, rings, and some short blades and wands...... Without exception, they are set with precious stones.

Women seem to be inherently incapable of resisting shiny things, which is similar to the dragons' habit of being out of the blue—and unlike the petty hunters, the young lady of the merchant family is indeed generous in her dealings.

"Are these enough?" she took out a huge bag in a demonstrative manner, stared at the two white rabbits wrapped in black smoke in front of her, and slammed them on the counter in hatred.

The opening of the bag is wide open, revealing the glittering crystals within, delicately polished, massive, and clearly of the highest quality. The glow was enough to make the poor man's eyes glaze and his head spin, and he had to turn his gaze to the magical objects, at least not so shakingly.

However, such a childish approach naturally can't compete with a female mage - the tempering of time has not only ripened the huge peach and the restless white rabbit.

"Diamonds, opals...... The value of this bag is ...... Can you get ......"

"That's not right, opal isn't for a mage...... So I ......"

Edward never thought he was very smart, so knowing that interjecting while two merchants were haggling was undoubtedly a sign of ignorance...... Especially when both are females.

So as soon as the argument began, he quietly left the counter and began to wander between the shelves - the magical items here were undoubtedly of extremely high quality, but for Edward, who couldn't even tell the difference between the types of magic, he could only look at the things that were more red and guess their value. But that didn't stop him from making a little bit of anticipation about those things.

For example, one day he can be fully armed, with a wand in his hand, roasting meat with flames and cooling by frost, or he can make seven enchanted broadswords and use them for cooking...... Well, although he didn't know exactly what kind of material he needed to be so strong with an enchanted kitchen knife.

Walking past one shelf and another like this, he suddenly felt something.

That feeling is a little strange, there seems to be some kind of sound, feeling, induction...... Or something else, calling out to him. But it was unusually clear, which made it a little difficult for him to refuse.

Like, the temptation that rings in the heart?

The feeling, as his footsteps moved, became clearer and clearer, and finally he stood in front of a row of shelves against the wall. And the thing that made that call, was placed in the corner of this shelf.

It is an intricate crown of iron, with countless wires entwined to form its body, and the crystal is delicately carved but has a gray appearance, as if it had just been unearthed or had been soaked in acid. Therefore, it was also placed in the corner of the shelf, and it seemed that no one cared about it for a long time.

Actually, there was something strange about the crown to be placed here - on it, Edward could not see the thick or faint red sheen that the magical object should have, as if he were just facing the most ordinary delicate object. However, the telemancer's gaze only met with it, and it was somewhat inseparable.

He couldn't help but reach out and try to pick it up. But as soon as his fingertips touched the dark metal, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly

A soft buzz in his head made his heart move

The spirit is still clear, but the other qiē is constantly blurred...... In a trance, Edward seemed to feel that his body was floating, and the space around him was gradually becoming transparent and invisible. All the qiē has become small, insignificant, and even the body seems to be constantly contracting, but the mind is expanding infinitely, as if it has become a singularity in the universe.

It's a little familiar, but it's a very subtle new experience.

Calm, awake, the spirit is in a state of self-hypnosis...... But in the back of my mind, what is there that is communicating with myself?

No, not alive, or rather, this communication is one-way, a kind of indoctrination.

Or, it would be more appropriate to pour the word - it was a strange and obscure, complex symbol, which turned into a wonderful sound, and the sensations and words were not long to be instilled in the depths of his mind, but the strange feeling made him tremble and scream, but it was as if he could not feel anything

Long...... Or maybe a moment later, Edward opened his eyes.

He was still standing in front of the store's shelf, one hand forward, caressing the gray helmet, but a fine layer of slippery oil sweat had already appeared on his back, cold against his body, and his mouth was open as if he was shouting. But no sound seemed to be heard—not even in the distance, the two ladies were arguing.

A qiē seems to be a fleeting and absurd dream...... As soon as I woke up, there was no trace.

But in the next moment, the telemancer seemed to have an urge to laugh, because a certain ability seemed to have been deeply etched into his mind, and it was extremely clear.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Instilling in the Brain and Etching in the Heart?

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