"You... you, why do you carry so many magic scrolls? Don't you need money for this? Damn, how many magic scrolls do you have?" Looking at the densely packed magic scrolls in my slightly bloated coat, Carlo almost looked at me as if I were an idiot. But am I an idiot
"Isn't it just 200 magic scrolls in my pocket? It doesn't even cost 10,000 gold coins, but it can protect me from the abuse I just received, don't you think? My Lord Carlo!" Hehe, I don't have that much money. I bought these with those large magic crystals, and only used up 20 large magic crystals. Of course, there are 200 in my front pocket, but I can at least find a small pile of medium and high-level magic scrolls in the scattered places...
"10,000 gold coins? Little guy, I don't know where your money comes from, but I advise you not to embezzle the Duke's or even the Emperor's money at will, otherwise I will never forgive you...
Also, don't you know that a top-grade magic staff usually costs less than 10,000 gold coins? A magic staff inlaid with magic crystals is different from this magic scroll. It can be reused, while your magic scroll is gone after it is used.
It seems that you are determined to go to the Imperial School of Magic and Martial Arts, so I will not persuade you any more. But I hope you will be careful. It is best to find someone to sign a letter of challenge with you as soon as you complete the admission procedures, so as to avoid being beaten into a cripple by the Finance Minister's kid at the end of the month. Ahem... . . . . . "With a sigh, Carlo turned and left. The old magicians also quickly removed the magic shield and left with the magicians.
Hey, a magic staff worth tens of thousands of gold coins, although it looks very practical, but on the battlefield, such a magic staff can only store 20 intermediate magics at most. If he is just an intermediate magician, then I can kill him ugly now. All my thoughts may have been eroded by those disposable items on the earth.
After seeing Carlo off, I returned to my own residence. Besides being really tired, I also had to make a plan to see how much money and supplies would be needed to equip a division of longbowmen, as well as how many longbowmen would need to be armed. . . . .
After returning to my residence, I found that the blacksmith who was sent to work as my assistant during the time I stayed at Carlo's place had been taken away by Thacker himself. Even the waste materials that I had discarded were completely sorted out, and even every corner of the simple workshop was cleaned spotlessly.
After listening to Yaruo's explanation, I no longer cared about him. Anyway, since Sack came here to take people away, he must have been killed or taken to the Holy Dragon Legion's secret base outside the city.
To be honest, even if the blacksmith was not taken away by Thacker, but by the other two, I would not be worried. Even if the blacksmith knew how to make the parts, or even how to assemble those longbows, with such a high defective and scrap rate, and without the ability to identify which products can be used and which products cannot be used, what can he do? Just assemble them randomly and go to the battlefield
Then I would really laugh to death. With such a high defective rate, it would be a big problem to know how many of the enemy's weapons would be intact when I fight with that army.
"Master, do you... do you still have money?" A weak voice woke me up from my fantasy of the enemy fighting with us and their bows suddenly breaking into pieces.
"What? I don't have much cash, but I still have a lot of crystals. I can sell them or exchange them directly when I need them. How much do you need now?" I felt strange when I heard Yaruo asking for money. Almost everyone I know told me that these elves who have signed a contract with humans rarely speak. Many times, even when they are dying, they are unwilling to talk to humans in such a shy and pleading tone.
"I... on my way back, I saw a female elf being sold in the slave market of the imperial capital, and I thought... I thought..." Hesitantly and looking at me cautiously, Yaruo was like a little girl on earth who had never seen the world, pure and lovable.
"Okay, I'll go now... Well, call Rogge, he's familiar with the capital, or he's a local boss, maybe we can save a lot of money!" Without much hesitation, I immediately agreed to Yaruo's request. In addition to the so-called special feelings for beautiful lives in my or all men's hearts (or just for beautiful women), I have another idea, that is, I need to have enough people in my hands who can be used wholeheartedly. And now, the best choice is this kind of elf with powerful combat power and extremely beautiful.
When the steward of the Duke's Mansion learned that I was going to buy an elf, he looked at me with a smile that any normal man could understand the meaning of.
After asking me to wait for a moment, Rogge immediately arranged his work, and then took us to the slave market. Thinking about the expression Rogge showed me, I felt annoyed. Damn, I am not on Earth now, what do those bullshit laws on Earth have to do with me? Why am I still clinging to those bullshit? Anyway, I have killed people, so why should I still stick to those most basic etiquette and laws! Thinking of this, I immediately felt relieved. The rules of the game on Earth... At least the rules of modern society, a large part of them are no longer suitable for me.
"Hanlong, there are all kinds of beauties in the imperial capital. And you already have such a beautiful young elf, why do you want to buy an elf from the slave market? In fact, if necessary, there are many beautiful girls in the Duke's Mansion. If you ask for it, then with your status in the hearts of the young master and the Duke, it will be no problem to ask for a few." With a few followers, Rogge kept nagging in my ear all the way.
"I'm going to the academy soon, and I may rarely go back to the Duke's Mansion in the short term. I'm afraid that Yaruo will be too bored alone, so I've been thinking about finding her a companion. Just now, I saw an elf for sale in the slave market on the way back, so I wanted to buy her." Although I also know that this is not a good excuse, I think Roger is also a smart man and will never ask me anything more. And this will not cause Yaruo to misunderstand that I have no good intentions in this, but my true intentions, only I know.