After Vicente got a sum of money from the trading market that day, there was no day that he was not swearing.
"Damn stingy stuff, such a dangerous business actually gave me so much money!" He learned afterwards that the trading market had become a battlefield for magicians and knights, and the third-level knight was inside the city of Vail. The tallest knight outside the city lord, a powerful and superior knight! Vicente can even imagine that Master Cavaliers can crush him dozens of times with just a little finger.
However, Vicente would occasionally be guilty when scolding that unscrupulous guy. Even if he didn’t want to admit it, according to the situation at the time, after a normal inference, it can be concluded that the strange guy in the dark blue cloak was That magician...
"Maybe that guy is dead..." Vicente murmured, and hurried back to the broken church.
Although the submarine siren did not officially go to war with the terrestrial siren represented by the Canghai Temple, the submarine siren squeezed the terrestrial siren into the bottom of the sea on the bright surface. For example, this once magnificent and tall church is the opposite of the siren. A symbol of the failure to penetrate the city of Vail. In the sea monster gathering place above the city, it is difficult for the Canghai Temple to successfully penetrate, and there are few successful examples.
When Vicente happily walked into the church with a basket of fruits, a scene that made him pale...
The man in the dark blue cloak that had been seen in the trading market appeared delicately in front of the church. At this moment, he was facing Vicente, and seemed to be looking at the broken statue of Seagod Ceciro.
However, Vicente's hairs are standing upright, and he knows that even if this person is facing him, he can easily grasp his whereabouts, as if he has eyes behind his back!
For a long time, when Vicente could hardly grasp the basket in his hand, the man in the cloak turned around with a low smile. This time, there was a clear black mask on his face.
He asked: "Do I look scary?"
"No, of course not, Master Master, you are like a spring breeze!" Vicente didn't know why. He hadn't been so afraid of the cloaked man when he met last time, but now he is so scared to death, perhaps because he now knows the cloak. The identity of a magician...
Staring at Vicente for a long time, the man in the cloak whispered: "You are very funny. Didn't you say that I was dead before? Now I am standing in front of you alive, happy?"
happy? How can I be happy! It's horror! However, even though his heart is beating, Vicente is still flattering like waves and flowing water. This is the only skill he has learned in the bottom of the society for many years. It is also that he has done so many things outside the law but is still fascinating. The reason for the rise of water.
After all, rules are dead, and talents are alive.
Gong Lingye looked at him up and down, and once again admired: "You are funny and smart. I like talking to smart people. Come, now, let's start a conversation between smart people."
Even though he was reluctant, Vicente sat down with a pale face and silently obeyed Gong Lingye's arrangement.
I saw Gong Lingye throw out a bag of shells from the cloak again. Just by listening to the collision between the shells, I could feel that there were far more shells this time than the last time. Vicente saw Gong Lingye take it out. My throat rolled unconsciously when I was holding the shell, and the blush on my face inexplicably increased.
Gong Lingye's fingers in white plastic gloves tapped gently on the table. The table that was once a sacrifice for the Shanghai God Cecilu became the main battlefield of a trade.
"There are ten silver tooth shells inside."
Vicente's pupils shrank suddenly, ten silver tooth shells...
In the siren, the exchange rate between the copper-tooth shell and the silver-tooth shell is about one hundred and seventy, which is much more than before. At least enough for Vicente to spend a while.
"Calm down, don't be taken away from your soul by ten silver tooth shells." Gong Lingye whispered, "I want you to steal me a copy of the items on this list from the best appliance store in the city. "Gong Lingye handed a folded piece of paper to Vicente, "Remember, I want the best, and it must be intact. Otherwise, you can only take five of the ten silver tooth shells."
Vicente shivered instantly. He is a natural miser, and he is quite confident in his own abilities. At this moment, he has already regarded these ten silver tooth shells as his possessions, and he is about to be pulled out of half, distressed. To death, he quickly took the money and the note into his arms, and promised one after another: "It must be the best among precision instruments! I guarantee it with my destiny!"
Destiny, this is the most mysterious card in siren divination. Perhaps not every siren believes in Cecillo, but every siren, including Pope Boner, must also believe in destiny. This is the trajectory of fate.
Since Vicente made such an oath, Gong Lingye would not repeat it, but she once again threw out a bag with shells. This time there were more shells. Vicente listened to the wonderful Voice, eyes are red.
There is only one weakness of Cai Mi, that is, money is not worth your life, and there is only one weakness of Cai Mi, which is also money that is not life. Although it is not completely certain that Vicente has reached this point, but under repeated observations by Gong Lingye, at least To be sure, he has the potential to this level.
He took the bag of shells with a rough voice, Vicente carefully counted the shells in the bag, and said seriously: "What is this bag? You want me to kill the lord? I can't do it."
Gong Lingye said: "Of course it's not so exaggerated. That old guy is not worth killing with such a sum of money."
The reason why Vicente asked such a question is precisely because the money is too much, five gold beads! There are even dozens of silver tooth shells. The price of gold beads cannot be described by money at all. Vicente has seen gold beads in books, and this is the first time he has seen gold beads. A golden bead, Vicente has completely believed that the person in front of him is a magician.
"No, believe me, I did not come out of the ocean. Although I think your life is not important, it is not even as good as one of my fingernails, but you are still useful, and this usefulness prevents me from killing immediately. You, after all, you know a lot." Gong Lingye was outspoken about threatening Vicente's life, "but I have something that needs someone like you to do... The reason why I give you so many shells, I only have One condition is that you can enjoy your life carefree in the future, but I want you to become a real demon and enter the upper class. Understand?"
"Yes! I understand." Vicente is a smart man, thanks to his more than ten years of fighting, even if he is only a child, but he has wisdom far beyond his peers, this is the treasure of life to him. , Is also a gift from destiny.
There is a huge loophole in Gong Lingye’s remarks, that is, he hopes Vicente will become a superior sea monster, but Gong Lingye is a great magician. Everyone knows that the luxury of the sea monster lies in magic. Starting from the teacher, since he has the identity of a magician, why not break into the so-called upper class by himself, but let him be a lower-level demon to fight it
Vicente didn't dare to think too much, he only knew that for the order, it was enough to execute.