Lance leaves the Hearthstone Inn and finds a shop that sells worldly weapons. Although Ferendor is a place where wizards are rampant, there are also many mortals. After all, the descendants of many wizards do not necessarily become wizards. So here, too, some mortals settled.

This shop selling mundane weapons is very old, it is estimated that it has not been visited for a long time, and the store is only half open.

Lance pushed the door open and walked in, only to find the shopkeeper asleep on the counter.

He coughed lightly, but the other party did not respond.

Lance shook his head with a wry smile, it is estimated that here, apart from mortals, there are very few wizards who will patronize this kind of weapon shop. Instead of waking the shopkeeper, he walked into the shop on his own.

The shop is quite spacious, but many of the goods are plastered with a thin layer of dust, which shows the desolation of this shop.

"With such no business, how did this shop open in Ferendor?" a hint of curiosity flashed in Lance's eyes.

But he didn't ask, but found what he was looking for.

He wanted to buy a bow and arrows. A good bow, and a few pots of finely crafted arrows. The short bow he had used before was a little less powerful, which was vividly demonstrated in the face of the Rainbow Island apprentice who had attacked him. If it weren't for the fact that Lance still had an arcane ring in his hand, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to kill the other party so easily.

This time, he went to the puppet city and had to be fully prepared. Mana boosting is one thing, which increases the number of times the Scorching Ray can be used, and the acquisition of equipment is another.

Lance felt that only by maximizing Hawkeye's abilities could he maximize his chances of survival. After all, Regis also said that the puppet city is extremely dangerous, and many high-level apprentices cannot survive.

He took a few steps back and forth in the shop, and his eyes quickly fell on a pair of bows hanging in the corner.

The bow was larger than the short bow he was used to, and the dark bow was engraved with tiny runes, and Lance couldn't help but lean in and stroke it with his hand. Who knew that at this time, an abnormal alarm suddenly sounded from his ears.

"Dididi, Didi!"

The hurried voice sounded continuously, and the shopkeeper, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened, wiped the saliva from his mouth while looking around blankly, and shouted: "Where did the thief come from?!"

When he saw Lance, his mouth immediately opened wide, and his voice became trembling: "It was, it was, it was a wizard, a wizard, a wizard......"

Lance smiled slightly, the shopkeeper was a young man, he didn't have any magic in his body, he was just a mortal. In Ferendor, mortals see wizards and must maintain absolute respect.

"I just wanted to see the bow. Lance said.

The young man suddenly came to his senses, and he leaned over and said as he went, "Your luck, Lord Wizard, our shop will be closed next week." If you're looking to buy this bow, you've come to the right time. ”

"Although this bow is not a powerful demonic item, it still has a level 0 spell [Extreme Speed State] fixed on it, which can be used ten times a day, which is very practical. ”

As he spoke, he took the black bow and arrow, and handed it to Lance.

Lance weighed the weight, and it felt that it was appropriate, with his current strength, it was already a bit overkill to use the original short bow.

With the bow in one hand, he tried to pull the string, and found that whenever he pulled the bowstring, there was always a faint wave of magic emanating from it.

"It's the Wind Spell Factor. Lance made a judgment in his mind.

"How much does this bow cost?" he asked.

The young man scratched his head and held out two fingers.

"Two magic stones?" Langston frowned, if it was this price, it would be too expensive!

The value of a demonized item also depends on its level. For example, this bow is just a Tier 0 magic item, which is slightly more expensive than the beating grass at most, but it will definitely not exceed one magic stone.

And like the Arcane Ring in Lance's hand, it is more precious, and it can be sold for at least ten magic stones. This is the value gap of demonized items, each level of demonized items has its price range, and it is impossible to bid too outrageously.

The young man was a little embarrassed and said, "This bow is sold for two magic stones." As you can see, Master Wizard, the shop is actually no longer in operation, so it will choose to close next week. The two magic stones were the price my father set when he was dying. I can't go against him. ”

"Your father?"

"Yes, my father. The young man said respectfully, and Lance could see a hint of envy in his eyes: "My parents are wizards like you. It's just that they went on an expedition to a place three years ago and never came back. This bow was brought back to me by his good friend. ”

"Actually, I also know that this bow is not worth much at all. Except for wizards like my father, there is no one who can use worldly weapons. But this is exactly what he told me when he was dying, saying that if I wanted to sell the bow, I would have to sell at least two magic stones. ”

"Why did your father use a bow and arrows as a weapon?" asked Lance, curious.

The young man raised his head with some pride: "My father was a very good hunter before he became a wizard. He said that using a bow and arrow reminded him of the time when he was a young man hunting in the mountains. And this bow and arrow, with the arrows made by my father himself, is no less penetrating than any spell. ”

"And a special arrow?" Lance became more and more interested. I didn't expect that a shop that I accidentally found selling secular weapons would encounter this kind of thing.

Could it be that after crossing by himself, he was really greatly transferred?

The young man hurriedly said, "Of course, of course." It's been three years since my father died, but I've kept them very well. So saying, he walked back to the back room and dragged a small box out with great difficulty.

Lance watched him open the box, and found bundles of arrows inside, wrapped in linen, and the clusters of arrows looked brand new.

"There are two kinds of arrows. The young man explained: "One is an ordinary arrow. Made of good magic wood, the arrowhead is pure iron and very sharp. ”

"The other one, my father called it the Dragon Killing Arrow. A hint of remembrance appeared on the young man's face: "Because he once used this arrow to shoot two bipedal dragons." There are only six arrows of this kind of dragon killing. Because I can only make ordinary arrows. ”

"Can you shoot a two-legged wyvern?" a hint of shock flashed in Lance's eyes, it couldn't be bragging, right?

Legend has it that the bipedal wyvern is a creature that only a true second-level wizard can deal with.

Could it be that this young man's father used to be a second-level wizard?

"No way. The thoughtful Lance listened to some additional information from the other party's previous words.

Three years ago, I went to a place to explore and never came back...... Lance was almost certain that the lad's parents were going to Puppet City. Since it is a puppet city, it can't be a second-level wizard. Because wizards with more than 100 mana points will be killed by a mysterious force in the process of entering the puppet city due to arcane interference, no second-level wizard in Ferendor dares to risk his life.

"Since it's not a second-level wizard, if you can really shoot a two-legged wyvern, then it's really shocking. ”

Lance carefully stroked the pitch-black [Dragon Killing Arrow], the arrow looked very ordinary, and it was also newly covered with white ash, presumably the young man got it himself.

He frowned and erased the new layer of wax, and the smooth arrows immediately became rough and blue-gray.

"I think it might look better with some wax...... the young man said curtly.

Lance shook his head slowly, but asked silently in his heart: "Fox, do we have this metal in our database?"

"Scanned and in progress ...... being compared"

"The comparison is complete. Master, there is no record of this metal in our database. The density of this metal is between iron and silver, and the texture is so amazing that I don't have a scanning electron microscope system, so I can't observe the molecular structure. ”

"However, based on the information you gave me earlier, I can preliminarily assume that this metal should belong to a type of demonic metal. ”

Demonic metal?

Lance's face remained unchanged, he put the arrows in his hand back into the small box, and said firmly: "Plus this box of arrows, how much is the total?"

The young man was immediately overjoyed: "Three magic stones will do!"

Lance nodded: "Send these things to Room 9 of the Hearthstone Inn, where you can wait for me." ”

The young man immediately agreed.

Lance looked at the other weapons in the shop before leaving.

Instead of rushing back to the hotel, he went to the free trade zone to the east.

"I don't know what good things are in the hands of the wizard apprentice of Ferendor. Lance looked at the sixteen remaining magic stones in the Arcane Ring and couldn't help but smile bitterly.