Section 45 Fraud

The mead, called "Drunken Blood", was made by Tzeentch to enjoy - although Ashruphat did not believe Tzeentch, but in any case, it was effective for him. It can make him, who is no different from drinking water, feel the feeling of real drinking.

Ashruphat looked at the sky, and realized that he had been lying on the ground for at least half a day. Well, it was not early, and beside him, there were five or six drunks who had also been overturned by the blood of the drunkenness. Well, looking at the stance, although the drunken blood is effective against him, the effect on ordinary humans is obviously stronger.

He stood up and took a moment to make sure the wine was over. At the same time, I checked my body...... The only thing that's strange is that he doesn't have any special feelings. At the very least, he couldn't detect the effect of Tzeentch's gift on his body.

Well, before he came, he had just had a very simple idea: in fact, it was to inquire where the Bloodfang Lord had gone, at least to find out a general direction (of course, the more detailed the better), and prepare for the next move. But the thing ...... There seems to be a big change.

If it weren't for the ring on his finger, he wouldn't have believed it. What's going on? The evil god has found him? The evil god has come to the door so easily? He remembered that he must have broken the Tzeent's thing, but the people did not blame him for the past, and gave him great benefits.

Although immortality is still a distant need for him, even so, he knows the preciousness of this gift. Although he didn't know why Tzeentch was so generous, he gave such a big gift as soon as they met.

Hey, if the evil god is really so easy to speak, then maybe the entire Central Seven Kingdoms will be subsumed into the chaos camp...... Maybe it's not a bad thing either.

As Ashrufat thought this, he saw Gander running from there.

"Ashrufat, are you awake?" said Gander. It was clear that when he was drunk and unconscious, Gander had already come to look for him. However, perhaps he didn't think it was a bad thing for Ashrufat to lie here drunk, so Gander didn't wake him up.

"Hmm. Ashrufat replied.

"I probably won't be able to go back tonight. Gander said. However, this is not a problem, when the trade team set out, it carried all kinds of supplies, and it was originally prepared to camp. "Ashrufat, do you know what we got in exchange for a truckload of goods......"

Gander's eyebrows fluttered, but Ashrufat was absent-minded. His mind was still a little confused, and he was carefully sorting out the new information he had gotten.

It was more complicated than he had anticipated. Well, at first, Ashrufat thought that the Bloodfang Lord's abduction of Starcarving was a very common act of war, though he couldn't figure out why a notoriously bloodthirsty sadist would go to great lengths to take a captive, even if it was a woman. However, according to Tzeentch, this incident may not be the personal action of the Bloodfang Lord, but has a larger reason. This already involves a higher level, and may even have some special connection with the fear of abuse.

In other words, the plan that Ashrufat had originally conceived to quietly find the star and then take her away secretly as well was completely unworkable.

Tzeentch is willing to help. This help includes intelligence and force. Of course, this help is not given away for free, in other words, Tzeentch knows where the star is, but it refuses to tell Sù Eshurufat directly, and asks Eshurufat to help him with some tasks. Of course, from an objective standpoint, Ashrufat really can't say anything more. After all, as soon as they met, the other party gave a big gift - it was not an ordinary gift, it was the supreme reward for Chaos believers: demon ascension. It may not be a complete ascension (because ascension means breaking away from a human body and becoming a demon prince), but it was even better for Ashrufat. Although Ashrufat didn't really have any special needs for immortality, he had to admit that it was definitely a valuable gift.

In addition to this, Tzeentch also came with two small gifts. The first is the plan for the arrangement of Slaanesh. Well, Ashrufat is skeptical. The second is the drunken blood, which Tzeentch gave to Ashrufat for the sake of making it, so that he can also enjoy the pleasure of drinking it - well, it is a gift at any point.

After a short while, Ashrufat was back at the side of the convoy. There were originally four truckloads of cargo, but now there is only one left. In fact, this car is also being bargained. A man from another tribe was about to trade them for a cart of goods with a magic spear.

Even in the midst of chaos, magic weapons and armor are very rare. Despite the fact that there are many wizards of Chaos, most of the magic items they spend creating are for themselves (like Claire's mother's brooch) rather than for others. It is important to note that wizards do not use weapons or armor. The vast majority of the magical weapons and armor possessed by those high-level Chaos believers came from gifts from the gods.

However, it is an obvious fact that the evil gods rarely give such generous gifts, at least the believers of the Chaos Champion level are not qualified to receive magic weapons and armor from the gods. This is only possible for followers of the Chaos Lord (or above). So, a magic weapon means a lot of value in Chaos. This spear does not have any special strength, it is just sharper, lighter, and stronger than ordinary spears. But even then, it's worth a lot of money. In fact, the key to the bargaining between the two sides is not to exchange a cartload of goods for magic weapons, but the other party insists on adding vehicles and pulling carts and horses as an add-on.

It's really rare to sell a magical item. Everyone knows the value of a suitable weapon for a warrior. Flint was even more determined to get the spear - although he now wielded a tomahawk, he was also happy to switch to a magic spear.

This bargain is clearly the other side has an overwhelming upper hand. Because in addition to Flint, there were several other people from different tribes standing nearby, all of whom coveted this magic weapon. In other words, it's a completely seller's market, and if Flint doesn't buy, the other party can immediately switch to another partner.

Ashrufat stepped forward, his movements so fast that he grabbed the spear before the other could react. As a magician, he could easily feel that the power of the wind of magic was not permanently fixed in the spear. Although it is unknown how this spear came from, over time, the magical energy on the spear will gradually dissipate, and it will become the original black steel spear. This practice is somewhat similar to the dwarven rune technique, but unfortunately the runes are also constant, but the technique for making this spear is not. Maybe a failed product?

"Hey......" The other party was about to speak, but Ashrufat directly shoved the spear back into the other party's hand. "Fake. He said to Flint. "The magic power above is temporary, and in a month, maybe less, it will become an ordinary weapon. ”

He turned his head to leave, but the spear seller refused, and grabbed his clothes from behind.

"Hey, what does that mean. The man who grabbed Ashrufat was dressed in a dark and brown robe, but he was accompanied by two warriors in Chaos armor. Judging by the dress, this is a Chaos Wizard, and two Chaos Warriors are his retinue.

On the wizard's chest, a Tzeentch symbol and another motif were drawn - this was the pattern of the Silent Panic Tribe. In other words, this one is supposed to be a sorcerer in the Silent Panic Tribe, the master of this place.

"It's just to be honest, it's not interesting. Ashrufat slapped the other's hand away and replied.

"You ......" Ashruphat was not wearing Chaos armor, and in this sense, he was a marauder at best. So this wizard is on his toes. "Do you know who I am? You slander my work......

"Do you know who I am?" asked Ashrufat.

"I don't care who you are!I'm just a nobody, tell you, I'm the wizard of the Silent Panic tribe Tarek......"

Ashruphat raised the hand with the ring and spread his fingers apart so that the other could see the ring in his hand. Of course, it was only for a moment, and after confirming that the other party saw it, Ashruphat quickly closed his finger and hid the symbol on the ring.

The wizard's eyes were full of annoyance and anger just now, but in the next moment, his eyes were straight. The two stood facing each other for several seconds. But in the end, the wizard made his decision: he took a half step back, bowed his head and made a very humble gesture.

"Forgive me......" He could tell from Ashrufat's actions just now that Ashrufat didn't want others to know the truth. So he spoke in a voice so soft and fast that only Ashrufat could hear it clearly. "My lord. I'm just ......"

"It's a fraud!" said Ashrufat, snatching his spear and throwing it to the side. "Now get out of here. He whispered.

"Yes!" the wizard didn't dare to say more, bowed, and slowly retreated.

The two Chaos warriors of the Silent Panic Tribe looked at each other, they had no idea what was happening, but since the wizard had retreated, they had no choice but to retreat.

On the side, Flint picked up the magic spear. Everyone present saw this scene. Because of the distance, they couldn't hear what Ashrufat and the wizard were saying, but everyone could see that Ashrufat whispered a few words, and the wizard immediately got out.

Previously, everyone was a little skeptical that "magic weapons are fake". But seeing the spear being thrown to the ground like garbage, and the wizard not taking it back, everyone's opinion quickly changed.

Really...... Ashruphat made sure in his mind. The ring that Tzeentch gave him was not as simple as it seemed, it was supposed to be a token...... Prove the identity of the Chaos Lord of Ashrufat.

"What just happened?" said Gander, surprised.

I threatened him. Ashruphat laughed. "His tricks were debunked by me, and my heart was empty. ”

This answer barely explained what had just happened, and those who were not very curious were satisfied, but Gander looked at Ashrufat's back with a look of surprise on his face.

"What the hell is going on?" he muttered to himself.

The deal was not completed, and the trade team quickly set up tents for the night. That was the end of the day, and as night fell, a large bucket of water was fetched from the water source near the camp, and dinner consisted of dried meat, dried fruits, and an unknown bird that had been hunted from the road. The bird was pitifully skinny after being cleaned up, but it finally provided everyone with a delicious pot of broth.