First sight after snow. W ww)QuAnBen-XIaoShuo(c omRhine City The entire city is covered with silver. The sun reflects the colorful colors through the ice edges of the treetops. All the filth and ugliness in the city seem to have been cleaned away. This year the Rhine City Winter in the city has come a little early, and the nobles and wealthy people are just as happy as they want. It's time for ladies and ladies to show off their new winter dresses.
The Solon District in the southwest is a slum area of the city, a forgotten corner where people engaged in various low-level occupations are concentrated. It is also a paradise for criminals. Winter is not a good thing for the people here. The dilapidated houses need to be repaired, and clothing and fuel for the winter need to be prepared.
At the edge of Solon District, Rogge was standing in front of an old two-story building, looking at his new nest with satisfaction. The location of the small building is excellent, of course, this is only for a few people, such as Roger. Not far from the small building is a small cemetery, with several tall oak trees planted around the building. Even on a sunny day, it looks a bit eerie here.
Roger opened the door happily and walked in. The small building seemed to have been idle for some time, and the few pieces of furniture were covered with dust and cobwebs. Half of the blinds don't work very well, and a wooden staircase next to the living room leads to the second floor. There are three rooms on the second floor, one large and two small. The large one is intended to be used by Roger as his study. As for the two small rooms, one is used as a storage room and the other is a laboratory. God knows what Rogge can experiment with, at least for now.
Due to its unique geographical location, this small building only cost Rogge 50 gold coins. Just a week ago, this was Rogge's living expenses and tuition for a year. But now Rogge still has gold coins in his pocket. The staff he snatched from the mercenary mage a week ago is of good quality. The water orchid stone on it is of good grade, which is of great help to mages who like water. Due to Rogge's brilliant record, he was able to defeat two warriors and a magician on his own. Rens and others all believed without a doubt that the staff should belong to Rogge. After Rogge spent a few days summarizing the battle that day, he decided that this thing was of little significance to him now, so he sold the magic wand for gold coins.
Rogge had never received so much money. The old Viscount Rivers' income from various taxes and taxes in a year was only 100 yuan, so naturally he would not have much surplus for his son. What's more, the declining nobles are also nobles, and necessary social graces still have to be maintained. The heavy economic pressure made Old Rivers' temper increasingly irritable.
It was another week after the building was decorated, and the new furniture cost Rogge 20 gold coins. Now Rogge is lying on the bed in his study with satisfaction (in his taste, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with having a bed in the study), with gold coins piled around him. God knows how much a son of a declining nobleman cares about gold coins. eager. After tossing and turning countless times, Rogge finally fell asleep from exhaustion and slept until the red sun set the next day. "Ahhh!" Rogge stretched out and jumped up from his bed, and landed on the ground with a few gold coins clinking. This sound is really pleasant.
I slept until I woke up naturally, and counted money until my hands cramped. This is Roger's happy life.
In the next month, Rogge would return to his nest from time to time, and added many traps and mechanisms into it. Lens and others came to Rogge's new home one after another, and they all came up with a lot of ideas. Naturally, most of them were pranksters, but there were also occasional unexpected ideas. Of course, the power of what these rookies arranged was limited, but it had some merit in terms of insidiousness.
During this period, Rogge learned a new spell, Flame Finger. *A small burst of flame is sprayed from the finger to kill the enemy. However, the natural power of this second-level spell is extremely limited.
After discovering that his mental power could still be used as a trip horse, Rogge started training hard with enthusiasm. But apart from the fact that the thrown cat gained a little weight, nothing has been accomplished since January. Rogge finally understood that a fat man cannot be made in one bite. His enthusiasm subsided and he started fooling around with Ete and the others again.
Rogge almost forgot that he still had a skeleton.
If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Rogge still understands this. The many scars left by the battle at "Old Oak" also made Aite and others understand this truth through the pain of their own skin. Several people purchased high-quality equipment in unison, including some things that were not so in line with the status of knights and aristocratic demeanor. Rogge bought an exquisite Elf arm crossbow, which could hold three crossbow arrows at a time. It had a simple charm attached to it to slightly increase the magic penetration. "This is much more useful than a vegetable plate." Rogge said shamelessly to Et, who felt the same and suggested adding anesthetic to the arrow, which Rogge immediately adopted.
A few bad friends have been honest and haven't gone out to fool around for a month. In addition to spending a lot of money on purchasing equipment, the main reason was the fear of encountering those mercenaries again. If any one of those guys is serious, he can beat them all away. Although the other party would not blatantly kill a noble, a physical and physical torture was unavoidable. Besides, most mercenaries are good at torture. Whenever he thought of the female warrior's Qiwei's vaginal legs, Lens always shuddered and subconsciously moved his legs.
In the city lord's palace in Lille, the capital of the Principality of Bavaria, two hundred miles west of the Rhine City, Ofiloch was studying the reports of Rogge and others with great interest, especially the poison that Rogge gave to the arm crossbow and the information in Rogge's den. Agency description. Elesis, a combination of iceberg and black flame, gently held the report handed over by Ofiloch with her slender fingers, as if she was holding a dirty thing. Lan Yingying's nails sparkled from time to time in the sun. She disliked these people more and more, and didn't understand why Ophellok was so interested in such trash.
A black flame ignited and quickly turned these reports into nothing, leaving not even a trace of ashes. The icy fingers, the fingers in the flames, were not harmed at all.
The golden lion didn't take it seriously, stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The window faced the east, and the setting sun coated everything in front of the window with a layer of blood red. Ofiloch's eyes seemed to have traveled hundreds of miles in time and space, landing on the Rhine City.
The sunset is getting redder and redder, and the mountains and rivers are like blood. Ofiloch's blood was slowly boiling, and his heart was already looking at the earth. Elesis seemed to be hidden in the black fire of purgatory, staring at the blood-stained mountains and rivers, and the rising momentum of Ofiloch. The ice-like eyes slowly melted, and a silvery white light flashed past, like the cold light on the death scythe.
The snow was melted by the spring sunshine for the first time. Roger walked out of Faith's laboratory and silently watched the melted snow on the roof dripping drop by drop. Rogge and Faith talked for a long night. After asking some questions about the magic circle, the master and the apprentice, who had many commonalities in bad habits, started chatting about each other. After God talked about countless legendary powerful magicians, Faith suddenly sighed: "If you want to become a powerful magician, you can't do it without money." Rogge's eyes also shone: "Yes, Every piece of equipment of those great magicians is priceless. Even the staff I snatched from that magician last time is actually worth several hundred gold coins." So the topic naturally turned to what should magicians do? The topic of making money comes up.
"Roger, you have some money now. Of course, these are far from enough, and you can't even buy decent magic raw materials. You have been with me for so long, and the teacher didn't give you anything. This The magic ring can also be of some use to you. There is also this black crystal, which is of good quality. But you have to make it into magic equipment yourself. If you don't understand anything about the magic circle, just ask me. The rest will follow *You have worked hard. Improving your magic power is not something that happens in a day or two. If you want to become powerful quickly, you have to make money. Only when you have money can you have good magic equipment. Only when you are strong can you become richer. Storms in the history of the continent None of the characters is rich enough to rival the country. As for the great magisters, each of them has one or two artifacts. And the founding figures, emperors, generals, and ministers all have no money. And what kind of war is not a waste of money? war?"
Faith was still unsatisfied. "When it comes to making money, this knowledge is not small. The way to make money is to recognize the situation, and the second is to win people. Understand the general trend of the world, know where the general trend is, follow the trend, and you will naturally benefit from everything. When it comes to knowing people, you must know that human power sometimes And being poor, no matter how smart you are, you won't be able to do everything. If you can gather the world's wise and talented people for my use, it goes without saying that the wealth will be rolling in. The last point is to be able to give up. It is important for people to have self-knowledge, to be able to advance and retreat, and to see things that cannot be done. , you have to have the courage to admit defeat. If you lose once or twice, as long as you don’t hurt your muscles and bones, why worry about making a comeback. Rogge, you are good at everything, but you lack perseverance and patience. This matter cannot be rushed. If you have time, read the general history of the continent. You will always learn something from the paths traveled by your predecessors. You must know that the important thing is not that you run faster than others on a road, but that you choose the right road."
Rogge was dumbfounded and his heart was filled with passion. Who would have thought that Faith, who was usually dull and sullen, would have such insights. Rogge felt that the world in front of him suddenly opened up, and his heart was filled with the soft light from the gold coins.
The magic ring Faith gave to Rogge was an ordinary magic amplification ring. It is said to be a magic power increase, but it actually helps the caster control the spell more accurately, so that the spell can be cast with less magic power. Judging from the results, it generally enables the mage to release one more low-level magic.
Roger walked towards his small building with strong steps. He just felt that he had never been as motivated as he was today in his life, and everything under the night seemed to be shining with golden light. Gold coins, jewelry, and beauties were flying around Rogge. Haha, look at those towering breasts and those long legs, they are really eye-catching, as if they are real. "Why does this face look familiar? It looks good and pretty. Where have I seen it before?... This is not a hallucination!" Rogge suddenly woke up from his illusion and stared at the other end of the alley with his mouth open. The female warrior Qiwei walked over with a look of fear.
"I've been looking for you for two months!" The voice squeezed out from between the teeth sounded like a death knell. (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)