Chapter 137

Chapter 137

The first night of every month is the most important day in the Black Market in Manorway. The dignitaries of Manorway are also accustomed to setting aside this day for it. After all, it is a feast, and the most precious treasures in the entire Camdor will be gathered.Showing up at an auction, if you don't participate, you will inevitably be laughed at by others.

But this time the auction seems a little different.

The items to be auctioned at the black market auction are actually decided a month ago. Everyone usually receives the auction brochure for the next auction the day after the last large auction ends, or even earlier., news will be revealed, telling guests that something that will interest them will appear at the auction.

But there has never been a time like this time when a thin booklet was suddenly delivered a few days before the auction was about to begin.

"What's this?"

"It's an auction manual sent by the black market, Master."

"I remember I already had one."

"The person who sent the brochure said that this is a product they just received and will be auctioned soon. Maybe you can take a look."

"Hey, when did the black market start doing this kind of stunt? No wonder auctions have become more and more boring in recent years - is this?!!!"

After the originally sneering owner opened the booklet, his smile immediately solidified, and the hand holding the book suddenly tightened, leaving traces on it.

But he only stared at the contents of the manual, and an expression of ecstasy slowly appeared on his face.

"This thing, I must get this thing! Go and prepare, I need more funds this time."

"Good master."

Similar conversations were taking place in many places in Manorway. The pamphlets suddenly distributed by people on the black market created a hurricane throughout Manorway, and everyone was very excited.

The forces hidden behind the scenes of the black market are not very happy. If the owners of the latest batch of auction items did not accept private purchases, how could they auction such items.

Fortunately, the owner of the auction item finally sold a bottle to them. Although the price was set based on the auction price of the final transaction, getting a bottle was very satisfying to the owner of the black market.

The providers of these auction items are now showing off to the elves that they have exchanged a bunch of failed products for enough research funds that they have squandered for a year, and that they are about to receive more funds.

"Although the alchemists here are indeed a little clever, their overall level is still too low. A little gadget can make them so excited. If I come up with something good again, I won't scare them out of their wits."

The elf is learning the language of Camdor, and the progress is pretty good. He just needs an assistant to practice conversation. In order to prevent the devil from being led astray every time he talks, the elf unceremoniously designated this period of time.There are no old lichs who are busy in the laboratory as training subjects.

Fortunately, although each country on the continent of Vera has different written languages, the spoken languages are similar. Therefore, as long as the elves learn Kamudo language, they can generally understand the languages ​​of other countries.Well, at most it’s just that the accents in different places are not easy to understand.

It only takes one hour a day to practice the conversation, and as a reward the devil allows it to pick something from his private treasure house. The old lich, who has been coveting the devil's treasure house for a long time, is naturally very willing to accept this commission, not to mention chatting with the elves.It always gives you a lot of inspiration.

The old lich actually has the temperament of a villain BOSS - every time it talks about something it is interested in, it will start a long speech, and the speed of speech is very fast. It is not difficult to listen to it after the elf has deactivated the translation., but also because of this, his progress can be described as rapid.

It took a long time for the elf to figure out what the old lich was talking about, and he spoke word by word in Kamudo: "You sold it, what?"

"It's nothing." The old lich was so tired because of the elf. He waved his hand and said, "Just a few life potions. The ones I specially selected don't taste that good."

Life potion?The pronunciation of Kamduo made the elf think for a long time before he remembered what the word meant.

The life potion is also famous in "DW". For players, the effect of this potion is actually the same as the blood replenishing potion, except that it is easier to use and has special effects. When replenishing blood, it can also increase their health bar by one day.The multiplier effect is one of the must-haves for PK. If the player does not prepare some life potions when starting the raid, he may be kicked out of the team by the leader who is responsible for commanding the raid.

But for NPCs, the effect of the life potion is different. The elf remembers that the introduction to the life potion details that this potion is a special potion that can increase life span, and the length of life that can be increased is directly related to the level of the potion.Hooked.

"Low level, middle level, or high level?"

He didn't have many words at the moment, but the old lich still understood what the elf meant.

It laughed loudly, even though it was still wearing human skin, but it smiled like a skeleton: "Of course it's low-level. If I had taken out the one above the middle, they would have started fighting by now."

Although the low-level ones don't seem to be bad.

For life potions, low-level ones can increase human lifespan by ten years, intermediate ones can increase it by fifty years, and high-level ones can increase it by one hundred years. For those with a short life span of less than a hundred years, even a professional gunman can live up to two or three hundred years.For humans, it is simply a magic medicine. Although each type of this medicine can only have an effect once, it is enough for humans to flock to it.

Hearing it say that he could get so much money in exchange for a low-level life potion, the elf was a little excited.

He can also make this kind of medicine.

Although this potion can increase lifespan, for players, it is just a higher-level blood replenishing potion, so it is not too difficult to make within the scope of medicine. Even the elves can make high-level life potions..

Moreover, life potions are only attractive to short-lived races. Long-lived races like them have no appeal at all.

Oh, it is still somewhat attractive to the old lich, after all, this is its ration.

Although he is a lich, he occasionally wants to eat something. When there is no soul to eat, a life potion full of life energy is like a nutrient solution to the old lich. Although the taste is average, it isAt least you can satisfy your appetite.

Otherwise, why would it do this? Its lifespan would be completely meaningless to the undead.

Therefore, in the eyes of the elves, the old lich who sold low-quality rations that he didn't like became - "Same as Ivistal, a businessman."

At this time, the demon king who had been beside him suddenly spoke to the elf: "The pronunciation of Ivistal's name in Kamudian is '%#@&*￥@#'. Please say it a few times."

The elf read it several times to make sure the pronunciation was correct, and then the devil nodded and signaled for them to continue the conversation.

The old lich, who was accustomed to sudden interruptions in conversations, continued to cooperate: "Let's do business. If you can make money, it will be great. I have taken a fancy to a lot of good things. If I don't have enough money to buy them by then,It will be troublesome if you don't come down. Your Highness, do you want to sell something? Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that His Majesty's treasure house already belongs to you. I guess you are not short of money."

Because I was too embarrassed to really ask for the Demon King's treasure house, I bought a house without asking the Demon King for reimbursement, so the elf was actually very short of money: "..."

The Demon King glanced at the elf, then turned to the old lich and said: "Since you are so rich recently, the research funds you applied for before will be temporarily cancelled."

Being too arrogant will result in retribution.

This time it was the old lich's turn to be speechless.

But it quickly reacted and said excitedly: "No, Your Majesty, you can't do this to me. No matter how much money you have, you can't buy those materials!"

Of course, the research funds it applies for cannot be just money, but various precious and rare magic materials. Those are good things that even money can't buy. If His Majesty doesn't approve it, the several research plans it has prepared will beI'm going to go straight to the bath.

This is really cruel.

The Demon King was unmoved, as if he had not heard the old lich's words, and it was clear that he would not change his mind.

When the old lich saw it, he quickly changed the object of his request: "Your Highness, you asked me to research some magic system. Without enough research funds, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it!"

The elf didn't understand the words at the speed of a storm, but he did understand the words of the devil. In addition, the "research" and "magic system" in the old lich's words during this period appeared too frequently.Gao also understood.

So even if he didn't know what the old lich was talking about, he could still make a rough guess.

However - the elf looked at the Demon King beside him. When there was an external demon, he would not refute the decision made by the Demon King in person, so this time was no exception.

Moreover, he didn't believe it if he didn't do research. With the old lich's research-mad personality, he would resist studying things he was interested in?How can it be.

The elf wanted to pretend that he didn't understand anything, but the old lich immediately repeated it in a language he could understand. He couldn't even pretend to understand.

In the end, I could only look at the Demon King helplessly and signal him to solve this problem quickly, otherwise today's dialogue practice will be in vain.

After receiving the elf's signal for help, the Demon King spoke again: "An additional hour will be added to the daily dialogue practice, and the previously agreed rewards will be cancelled."

"...Okay Your Majesty, you have the final say."

Its trip to the treasure house, the treasure it had coveted for a long time, was just gone from it.

The author has something to say: Elf: So much money, so envious.

Demon King: Let me avenge you.

Old Lich: I just told the truth, why is it me, QAQ, who is the unlucky one?