"Lord Sherlock, are you saying that some of your friends are talents in archaeology and hope to participate in archaeological work?"
The goblin store manager hesitated and tapped his slender green fingers on the table.
"Yes, when exploring such ruins, it is inevitable that there will be some extremely dangerous mechanisms, such as Warcraft and the like. If you are not an experienced archaeological talent, things will easily go wrong. And just mastering the method of opening the ruins will be enough." It takes professionals.”
As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, the goblin store manager nodded:
"It's just that the Merchant Alliance has been responsible for this matter."
"Of course I know this. I saw it on the flyer. But as you know from the Merchant Alliance, they have always been relatively conservative when it comes to upper-level demons. If I recommend someone to go up, nine times out of ten they won't do it. It is better for you, the shop owner, to recommend it. As an expert in magic items and a member of the Merchant Alliance, you have even discovered the key to the ancient ruins. If you strongly recommend it, the Merchant Alliance will definitely approve it. "
Sherlock shrugged his shoulders. Seeing the embarrassed look on the goblin store manager's face, Sherlock followed up and said:
"I know it's difficult for you to easily trust someone recommended by the devil, but I won't embarrass the shop owner about this matter. There are definitely benefits. First, the Homelike Magic Items Shop will be the underground of our eternal kingdom. The cooperative merchants of the city have priority to cooperate with us; secondly, I am willing to share with you my right to explore and half of the trophies I obtained after opening the ancient ruins."
Sherlock had just finished speaking when the goblin store manager in front of him stood up in surprise. He raised his hand and pushed his pince-nez. He even thought it was in the way and took it off directly. He looked at Sherlock with an incredulous expression:
"Lord Sherlock? Did you just say that you are willing to share the trophies you gained from exploring the ancient ruins?!"
"That's right, after the opening of the ancient ruins, I am willing to share with you all the trophies I have obtained from exploration. I also have the right to explore. The shop owner can explore with me to ensure that the distribution of the trophies is absolutely fair and just."
After Sherlock finished speaking, he patted his knees and said lightly:
"You can sign a contract. All you need is the help of the goblin store manager to recommend the archaeological expert."
The goblin shopkeeper grunted, took a few steps anxiously, and then asked:
"Does that expert have a certificate?"
"An absolutely valuable diploma from a higher education institution."
"Do you have any actual archaeological experience?"
“I have many experiences in archeology of ancient ruins, so I am definitely experienced.”
The goblin store manager thought for a moment, then sat down, put his hands in front of his forehead, and asked:
"But why? Lord Sherlock, I don't quite understand why you have to pay such a high price to recommend an archaeological talent? Although you said that you are willing to sign the magic contract immediately, which made me half-hearted, but , I still don’t quite understand, Lord Sherlock.”
After listening to what the goblin store manager said, Sherlock spread his hands:
"As you can see, store manager, I am not a person who is short of money. In fact, I am a person who is afraid of trouble. When I got the key to the ancient ruins before, I was fully capable of inspecting the ancient ruins by myself. The location was just because of the trouble, so I sold it directly. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not short of money, I’m just afraid of the trouble.”
"Because of this, although I am a little interested in this ancient ruins, I am not the most interested. In fact... I have recently been very interested in a female demon. Although she is not a high-level demon, she is very bad. She smokes and drinks. Tattoo perm, abortion, oh sorry, you may not be able to understand these words, anyway, it is the kind that is so bad that the soles of the feet are bubbling. For this kind of bad girl, I think I need to take good care of it and not let her Ran."
"But you also know that this kind of girl is generally difficult to chase. She just graduated from the Archeology School. No matter what, I hope to attract her attention. If I give away half of the loot from the ancient ruins, it will create an opportunity for me. , if she owes me a favor, I think there is no problem at all, it is a good deal."
"I know what you want to ask. Don't ask. If you ask, it means that I am passionate and wealthy. If you ask, it means that I love the harem uninhibitedly."
Sherlock spoke with great assurance, coupled with his low-key, luxurious and connotative attire, his identity as a demon, the dungeon master, and his ability to sell the keys without batting an eyelid.
Whether you believe it or not, the goblin store manager believed it anyway.
Besides, as long as the magic contract is signed, no matter whether Sherlock is lying or not, half of the loot will be his!
And if you break the magic contract, the consequences will be serious.
The goblin shopkeeper raised his head and said with certainty:
"Okay! Deal, but we need to sign the magic contract now, and according to what you just said, Lord Sherlock, the recommended talents must have a certificate of graduation from a higher education institution and show a high level of professionalism at work. The most important thing is This is the promise you gave me, Lord Sherlock."
"Don't worry. After the ancient ruins are opened, half of the loot I get from exploring will be written into the contract."
Sherlock stood up and took out a piece of contract paper from the pocket of his tuxedo, with all the terms written on it in detail.
Obviously, this is a contract prepared in advance.
The goblin shop owner was stunned for a moment when he saw the prepared contract. Then he read the contract carefully from beginning to end. After letting out a weird laugh, he signed his name on the contract and handed it over. Shylock said:
"Lord Sherlock, if it weren't for the existence of the magic contract, I really wouldn't dare to make any deal with you. Can you even think of what I will ask for in advance?"
"Well, after all, I only have one hour to come out, and there are a lot of little ones at home waiting for me to take care of them."
Sherlock said casually, signed his name, and then held the contract in his hand and extended his hand to the goblin.
"Indeed, time is money." The goblin reached out and took Sherlock's hand and the contract. The mark of the magic contract appeared on their hands and disappeared:
"Good cooperation, Lord Sherlock."
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The simulated sunlight in Winterfell was still dissipating heat dutifully, even making the demons of all levels and underground creatures surrounding the [Home and Home Magic Items Store] feel a little hot.
Of course, this kind of heat has something to do with the fact that they have no way to reach the ancient ruins, or has it a lot to do with it
When the [Homelike Magic Items Shop] reopened, Sherlock walked out gracefully with a cane.
He stood high and glanced around, then left without looking back.
There was a loud noise from behind.
"Lord Sherlock, I have big psychological doubts."
Blue's voice appeared in Sherlock's mind.
"put."
"This operation of yours is like driving a go-kart and using drainage channels to negotiate corners. Are you sure it won't overturn?"
Blue asked with a confused tone.
"Although I didn't understand most of what you said, you seem to be questioning my decision. Do you think I just lost money?"
Sherlock stood on the side of the road, took off the white gloves on his hands, and at the same time began to open two neatly buttoned buttons, and unbuttoned his vest.
The meticulous gentleman just now suddenly changed into the feeling of a bohemian rich young man.
"Lord Sherlock, I know it may not be appropriate to say this, but this time the ancient ruins may be the best opportunity for us to successfully start the second test. I mean, to upgrade the core." Blue's voice sounded a little bit confused:
"Although it is not very clear who the archaeological talent is that made you give up half of the loot, but if that person is your senior schoolmate or some female creature like your childhood sweetheart, Lord Sherlock, as a servant I have to make a suggestion to you."
"What advice?"
Sherlock stuffed his white gloves into his pocket, stopped a hell carriage on the roadside, and said to the coachman:
"Trouble, the [Black Inn] Inn No. 777 in the Old Town of Winterfell."
The carriage began to move forward with a "pop" sound.
"Lord Sherlock, please keep a clear head. I know that times are different now. During the ten thousand years that I have been sleeping, many incredible things have happened, which made the once-high-ranking demons begin to abide by the law. , and even become extremely poor. But please stop this suspected dog-licking behavior. If you continue like this, your road will be narrow, no, you will have no way! When you go to the hotel at this time, is it that Where’s the female devil that fascinates you?!”
Blue's voice was already deeply filled with personal emotions, and he continued chattering:
"Even if you don't plan to take risks, or are afraid of trouble and don't want to explore ancient ruins, you can still sell the right to explore. There are so many people outside rushing to buy the right to explore, and you can do it with your eyes closed. Are you selling millions of magic stones? That's an ancient ruin! That goblin doesn't have to do anything, just recommend a girl for you, and he can get half of the loot?"
"It sounds like you have a deep resentment against the word 'dog licking'." Sherlock sat on the carriage and said as the carriage swayed slightly:
"After listening to you complaining for a long time, I roughly understand where you are complaining. Do you think I really want to give away half of the loot for some female creature? In other words, why do you think I have a close relationship with female creatures? A good illusion?"
"Then the agreement you just signed..." Blue's voice paused, and then he thought about it carefully and asked in a confused tone: "Lord Sherlock, could you be..."
"That's right, it's what you think. Get a fake diploma from a higher education institution or archeology." Sherlock nodded and said.
"But Sherlock, you have signed a magic contract. Even a high-ranking demon cannot break the magic contract, right? If you fake the highly valuable diploma from a higher education institution, you will be considered a contract with illegal magic!"
Blue quickly reminded him.
"Illegal magic contract? No, no, no, how could it be? After all, I am also a high-level devil, and I am also a high-level devil who has gone through ninety years of compulsory education. Why do you think my diploma has no gold content and is not from a higher education institution? "Sherlock said with a chuckle.
"Wait, Lord Sherlock, are you... planning to pretend to be an archaeological expert? But why?" Blue was lost in thought, and then quickly said: "I understand! Lord Sherlock, you... you are really insidious and cunning. .”
Blue then asked with a joking voice:
"But Lord Sherlock, what you just told the shopkeeper was a female devil. The archaeologist you said you wanted to recommend is a female devil! But you are a man? Lord Sherlock?!"
Sherlock said expressionlessly:
"Did it say she was a woman in the contract? No, don't you know that for high-level demons, as long as it is not written in the contract, even a punctuation mark will not count? Then I am a trustworthy person. Of course the devil will fulfill the contract completely!"
"That's it, that's it. I'm still worried. It seems that I'm over-worrying. But Lord Sherlock, how do you know that the goblin shopkeeper will be moved by your suggestion? Logically speaking, he holds the key. The owner should also have the right to explore the ruins, right? He can definitely explore the ancient ruins on his own, right?" Blue asked another question.
"Do you really think that a goblin shopkeeper, or a goblin shopkeeper under the name of a merchant alliance, can be the sole owner of the key and have all the rights to explore the ruins?" Sherlock continued:
"I'm afraid all he can get is the cost of the key plus some magic stone rewards. At most, the system will give him certain benefits, such as tax cuts and so on. The merchant alliance is an alliance, not a merchant charity. A goblin with only one shop is doing business It’s not for the Lord. So he won’t refuse my proposal, and it’s impossible for him to refuse it.”
"Are you a devil?"
"Yes, the upper devil."
Half of Sherlock's face was hidden in the shadows, revealing a sinister smile.
"Here we are, Lord Demon, two magic stones."
The hell carriage stopped, and the beastman driver turned around and said this.
"So expensive? Has the price increased? Did you take me on a detour?"
… …
"Snapped!"
The Hell Carriage left behind Sherlock. In front of Sherlock was the hotel [Black Inn] where he visited Professor Bacon last time.
At the entrance of the [Black Shop], it was as deserted as last time, and the magic light sign showed an ambiguous red light.
Sherlock pulled his collar, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the [Black Shop] in front of him.
But when Sherlock saw a green-skinned female beastman standing against the stone wall, Sherlock paused slightly.
The female beastman saw Sherlock's pause, narrowed her eyes, stepped on high heels, twisted her waist, and swayed something unknown, and walked over seductively.
He winked at Sherlock:
"Beautiful boy, do you want to apply for a certificate?"
(Logically speaking, they should be updated separately. However, considering the reader’s experience, and the fact that this is a very important part of describing Sherlock’s character and shaping the protagonist’s character, it will definitely have a big impact if separated, so the decision is still to combine them. Let’s just post them together. Today’s second and third updates are posted together!)