Herseus Valley.

"This herb is a specialty of the Misty Swamp, and I don't remember the name, but there is a lot of grunt," Afra said as she walked forward in a bouncing manner, "The children in the village will take one plant when they are two or three years old, which can strengthen their physique and avoid premature death...... You know, in a place like the Misty Swamp, where the humidity is thick and the sun doesn't shine all year round, it's easy to get sick. ”

"Then this herb should be of the fire attribute, right?" Nada, with a ruddy face, cautiously followed her. The two of them walked on a mountain trail next to a steep cliff.

"It seems that you weren't lazy in Potions class the other day," Afra smiled and turned to ask, "By the way, did you have any unusual reactions?"

"It's a little hot," Nada's face grew redder and redder like a boiled crab, wiping the sweat from his forehead and adding, "No, no, it's very hot." ”

"Anything else?" Afra asked.

"It's gone. The boy shook his head.

"It shouldn't be like this," the little girl turned back and muttered to herself, "those ogre children, after taking the herbs, are splashing and rolling around......" The eccentric Afra, but she had the intention of watching a good show, but she didn't expect Nada to react, which really disappointed her.

"What?" Nada immediately asked, hearing the words.

"It's nothing, you watch the road carefully, don't fall. Afra waved her hand and replied absentmindedly.

The two walked down the cliff one after the other. Nada, who was following behind, gradually felt unbearable heat, and a warm current rose from his lower abdomen, giving birth to all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

The boy was startled. Hurriedly restraining the mind, but it didn't have much effect. Afra's slender back kept swaying in his heart, swaying left and right, making him itch and couldn't suppress.

Unbeknownst to the two little ones, this herb from the Misty Swamp was born. In addition to enhancing physical fitness, it also has an aphrodisiac effect. Compared to the two or three-year-old ogre child, Nada has already begun to develop and is naturally affected by the side effects.

After walking for a while, Afra suddenly noticed something strange behind her, and when she glanced sideways, she found that Nada was involuntarily following her, her eyes bloodshot.

"What are you doing?" she asked, glaring, dissatisfied.

If it is placed in the usual place. Nada must have avoided it, but today he didn't know what medicine he took, so he actually looked at the little girl, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Before Afra could react, Nada suddenly pounced, grabbed her shoulders, and pinned her to the ground. The girl exclaimed in surprise and saw the other party bury his head. I was about to rub it on my face. And Nada's hand strength today is also surprisingly large. She broke free a few times, but she didn't break free.

"Stop!" Afra scolded, embarrassed and annoyed. Taking advantage of the other party's stunned moment, she recited the incantation softly, and then raised her hand and the wind raged. Instantly blew the boy away.

Seeing him staggering down the cliff, Afra secretly said "not good", and hurriedly leaned out, looking for Nada's figure. Finding that he hadn't landed yet, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, he blessed it with a "light body technique".

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Nada, who was drenched, squatted on the ground with her head shrunk, silent like a cicada, and didn't even dare to breathe.

After blessing the "Light Body Technique", Afra landed in the stream at the foot of the mountain. The cold water of the stream suddenly made him wake up, knowing that he had fallen into a catastrophe, and the young man really wanted to dive into the water and pretend to be unconscious.

Immediately, Afra, who was blowing in the breeze, slowly floated down to the side of the stream, twisting his ears and pulling it up.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" the girl reprimanded angrily, "How dare you do anything to me?"

"Yes...... You made me eat it. Nada plucked up her courage and replied. By now, both of them could be sure that it must be the cause of the ogre herb.

"You're reasonable, aren't you?" beckoned Afra, "get up, and think about how you can compensate me for my mental damage." ”

"What mental loss?" At that moment, a gentle voice came, and Allegri strolled in, beside a smiling Onesha.

"Teacher?" Afra was startled, and secretly glanced at Nada, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

"Huh?" Allegri glanced at him, his brows furrowed suddenly, he took two steps forward, looked at the young man carefully for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "How can there be fluctuations in the power of flame magic on your body?"

"He just ate a physique-enhancing herb that Sister Winnie gave him," Afra replied preemptively, skimming herself clean, "What, is there a problem?"

"It's not a big deal," Allegri explained, shaking his head, "but the drug is too effective and not released, and it will inevitably leave some after-effects." ”

"Aftermath?" asked Afra and Nada nervously, looking at each other.

"Look at the roots of his hair, is it faintly red, and it won't be long before he has bright red hair," Allegri touched his head and smiled, "Congratulations, boy, you can go and pretend to be the royal nobles of Buyada." ”

To the west of Maxner's eatery is a nondescript grocery store with lines of earthworm-like handwriting on crooked signs.

To be honest, this kind of small shop, it is difficult to arouse passers-by to buy**, but the girl with short brown hair stopped and watched for a moment, and still hesitated to walk in.

Because the last line of small print reads "Acquire all kinds of magic items at a high price", and Misha just wants to sell the "Vulcan Fury" scroll in his hand.

In the Herseus Valley, there are three main channels for the circulation of magical items, the official, the black market, and the current store. Perhaps because of her pride, Misha didn't want Master Allegri to know that she had sold the spell scroll he had gifted, so the official channels were naturally excluded. And the girl, who didn't know where the black market was, had to find such an inconspicuous small shop to sell.

"Guests, please come in. Collison, who was sitting drowsy behind the counter, seemed to hesitate when he saw her standing at the door, and hurriedly stood up and greeted him courteously. He hasn't done a single business since the store opened. For this reason, he was not less ridiculed by Maxner next door.

The legendary thief who changed his career to open a store has long been determined to treat every customer with spring-like enthusiasm. Coincidentally, since then. It's been three days, and not a single customer has walked into the store.

"Boss, are you here to buy the spell scroll?" Misha asked softly, looking around at the empty shelves around her, the last bit of hope fading. Shriveled skulls, crooked snake moults, and there are few normal goods in the whole store.

"What spell, of course?" Collison nodded. Whether it's buying or selling, there is always business coming to the door, but this little girl is so young, and the scrolls made by zuò are not very advanced, which is really not interesting.

"High-level fire spell, 'Vulcan Possession'. Misha replied as she pulled the scroll from her bosom. Horizontally on the counter.

This girl is too inexperienced. Collison muttered to himself, but quickly, his attention was focused on the scroll in front of him, judging from the magic fluctuations that emanated, as well as the exposed sigils, this was indeed a genuine high-level spell scroll. And it's a newly made zuò.

"Is there something wrong?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Misha asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, this is indeed the 'Vulcan's Wrath' scroll," Collison was determined to do his best to make the deal happen. He put down the scroll and asked kindly, "Guest, what price do you want to sell it for?"

"This ......" Mi Sha was a little unspeakable, she had also inquired in advance, the official purchase price of the high-level spell scroll was around five hundred gold coins. Since "Vulcan's Wrath" is the only defensive spell in the fire genre, the price will be increased by a certain percentage, but when it is sold to merchants, they will not ask the identity of the seller, so the price will be lowered.

After this conversion, the girl didn't know very well what price was more appropriate.

Sure enough, it was a chick, Collison thought about it, and took the initiative to speak, "Guest, how about the official purchase price?"

"Okay, okay. Misha nodded slightly, she didn't have a better valuation.

"By the way, what is the official purchase price?" Collisson, who was about to get the money, suddenly turned around and asked such a question. He opened the store to pass the time, and as for the specific price, he really didn't pay attention to it.

"It should be...... Five hundred gold coins. Misha couldn't help but be stunned, how could there be such a shop, wouldn't he be afraid of being pitted?

"So cheap?" Collison scratched his head, opened the cash box casually, and pulled it in, the expression on his face suddenly froze. He was a frequent visitor to the "Light of Heaven", and he always went there five or six times a week, and the gold coins spent on the girl were far greater than the rate of replenishment, and now there was only a thin layer of bottom in the cash box, about fifty or sixty pieces.

"Boss?" the girl's voice came from behind, and Collison coughed, turned around and asked, "Guest, do you accept barter?"

"Yes, yes, but you don't necessarily have what I need here. Misha replied tactfully, and she even began to wonder if she had come across a black shop.

"Tell me, I have the most complete goods here. Collison said unashamedly, although in fact, seven or eight out of ten shelves in his store were empty.

"I'd like to change to a high-level lightning spell atlas, or an excellent meditation method. Misha replied that she would soon be promoted to a high-level mage, but she didn't have a matching spell in her hand yet.

"Hmm...... Electrical......" Collinson fell into deep thought, his collection was too large to be combed through.

"Boss, if you don't have it, forget it. Misha thought he was embarrassed, so she said considerately.

"How can you forget it?" Collison glared, he tucked his left hand into his sleeve, took out an antique notebook from his plane pocket, and slapped it on the counter, "How about I exchange this magic notebook for your spell scroll?"

The notes on the black cover, with blue lightning patterns in the corners, can even be felt in the rice yarn, a trace of obscure and esoteric magic fluctuations. She picked it up with the back cover flat and opened it gently so as not to damage the page.

Then, the girl's gaze froze, and she stared at the name on the title page with a look of disbelief.

"Ha, it seems you've heard of the name 'Tassadar' too," Collison smiled proudly, "the greatest lightning mage of the Middle Ages, a member of the High Council of the Magic Empire, and he has created countless spells with his own hands, including the famous 'Heavenly Thunder Hell' and the powerful 'Lightning Furnace'......"

"Is this really Master Tassadar's magic notes?" Misha asked suspiciously, she could confirm that it was a great magician's notebook, but Tassadar, it was a legendary figure.

"If you don't believe me, give it back to me...... Collison regretted it a little, how could he take out such a precious thing? This is what he had painstakingly found in a dangerous ancient tomb.

"Misha, if I were you, I would believe him. Maxner walked into the store with a smile and said casually.

"I believe it," Mi Sha Fu nodded to her heart, and immediately nodded in response, but after thinking about it, her feelings fell again, and she muttered, "But the value of this notebook is far beyond that of high-level spell scrolls, and I have no other valuable things on me......"

"Just take it," in front of Lao Mai, Collison was suddenly generous tens of thousands of times, he put away the scroll on the counter, waved his hand, "If you have a chance in the future, you can make up the difference." ”

"Thank you," Misha thanked sincerely, "may I ask if your name is ......?"

"Collisson," Maxner chimeed in, sitting in a chair next to him, "and he has a nickname, 'Chameleon,' or you can call him Uncle Thief—"

"Shut up, you old bandit!" Collison interrupted him angrily.

Misha took it down firmly, and after thanking her again, she politely said goodbye and left.

"If I had a granddaughter, I would be this ......," Collison muttered as he looked at her back.

"Who isn't?" Maxna shrugged and invited, "Hey, old fellow, I've invented a new dish, come and try it?"

"It's the kind of name that is so loud and smells terrible?" Collison sneered as he tossed the spell scroll onto the shelf.

"'Sea Monster Fresh Soup', made from the tentacles of the North Sea Trolls, is extremely delicious......" Lao Mai dragged him out of the door, "Let's go, there is no business anyway, close the door, go and taste it, I need your suggestions for improvement." ”

"What kind of sea monster, it's an octopus, right?" Collison said disdainfully, and asked again after going out, "By the way, what is the name of that little girl just now?"

... (To be continued......)

PS: (4000 words.) ）