Before ascending to God, be a good lord

Chapter 582.

In the room of the four monsters, the black-scaled horse Agni sat kneeling on all fours in the room, shrugging his head listlessly. Even when he saw Lante rushing over, he just nodded invisibly.

"Rand? Are you here?"

Lante walked to his old partner, hugged her neck, and asked softly in Ma's ear, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm not sure, I've been feeling a little uncomfortable since noon, and I feel like I'm being roasted by fire"

Lante put on a smiling face as much as possible and said, "You are a fire monster, can't you just be roasted like this?"

"Rand? I want to go to Iowa, and I want to be with the horses of the Knights~" Li Huo's voice was weak and coquettish, completely lacking the arrogance that he had when he was commanding the horses in the morning.

"Let's go!" Lante didn't say anything more, but led Agni to the meditation room, and went directly from the meditation room to Iowa South Slope Castle.

Agni wanted to be with his group, so Rand led her to the large stable of the Galloping Horse Knights. When the horses saw Agni, they all began to bow their heads. The level 0 black-scaled horse even knelt down on its front legs to show respect.

"Rand, I feel better," Agni's voice was weak, but he did gain some strength, "Can you let me stay here first, and let them accompany me first?"

Seeing the horse like this, Lante simply sat down and accompanied her: "Of course, not only them, but I will always be with you!"

"Don't stay here. There are horses here. You are the only one who can stand upright. How inappropriate!" Agni, who had a little strength, gave Rand a bow with his head, motioning him to leave the stable.

Although Lante was still a little worried, he didn't know what else to do, so he had to invite Fianna, the big flame fairy, to come over.

Along with Fianna, there is also the holy fire goblin Hertia who was just promoted today.

Seeing the two big goblins whirling and dancing around Agni, Lante was temporarily relieved.

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In the early morning of September 9th in Abedi, the camel tyrant Shahman Duleziz had just woken up when he heard from the steward that a representative of the barbarians was coming to see him.

"Barbarians?" Shahman hadn't gone to pray in front of his shrine yet, and was a little dissatisfied with such an unexpected visitor, "Tell him that I'm full in the morning and don't have time."

"Master, that barbarian asked me to give this to you," the butler respectfully held up a small box, and after opening the lid, a golden scale appeared in front of the old camel.

"This!" Shahman's pupils suddenly dilated, and he wanted to touch the scales of the commercial goddess in front of him, but he was afraid that he would defile the sacred object.

After a while, Shahman realized that he quickly asked the housekeeper to invite the barbarian to the reception room, while he went to take a shower and change clothes.

"Lan...Mr. Heima?" When Shahman saw the barbarian-looking Lant, he subconsciously wanted to say his real name, but changed his words abruptly.

After several contacts, combined with the information brought to him by various places, he was completely sure that the barbarian named "Dark Horse" in front of him was Lant Benma, the owner of Yeqi City. Hindu Kerr actually carried a sacred object belonging to the goddess of commerce. Obviously, he was definitely not an ordinary human nobleman. The old camel didn't want to tear himself apart with such a person.

Rand looked at the old camel in front of him, and said with a smile: "Lord Shahman, I know that coming hastily will definitely disturb your pious ceremony for His Majesty, so I brought this sacred object here specially. I believe that if you directly Praying to the holy object will definitely win more favor from His Majesty."

Shahman nodded, respectfully put the scales that the goddess of commerce bestowed on Rand on a shrine, performed a whole set of sacrificial rituals respectfully, and then invited Rand to sit down.

"Mr. Black Horse is a distinguished guest of our family. I don't know what's the matter with you coming this time?" The old camel had a smile on his mouth, but he felt that Lant's arrival this time was not easy.

"The purpose of my visit this time is very simple. I would like to ask you to help buy some magic plants and potions." Rand looked very relaxed, as if it was a very small business, "I want to buy potions for 200 people to drink a month , is the kind for the demon possessors of the race."

"..." Although there was a smile on the old camel's face, it took a long time before he asked, "Mr. Black Horse, have you heard that the royal court is summoning the local human race, orcs and all forces to fight with you?" Where is the Benma Plain going to war?"

"Of course, to be honest, I really just want to get some potions from the mouths of the local humans!" Rand said with a smile.

"Then I'm afraid I don't have any..." The old camel was about to refuse when he was stopped by Rand.

"Lord Shahman, I heard that although local magic plants and potions are produced from Meiyan, Xingtian, Siamyuan, Tikal, and even several other city-states, the real distribution is still in our Abai. Di, that is to say, the magic plants and potions in the entire basin are distributed in your city," this is the key information that Rand heard after traveling to several cities.

"So, I would like to ask you to introduce the leader of the local orc clan who is in charge of collecting potions and plants. I will negotiate with them. If the negotiation comes true, your chamber of commerce will act as the agent of the Benma Plain to execute the deal."

Shahman looked at the confident Rand, and didn't understand why he believed that he could snatch the potion from the enemy. "Mr. Dark Horse, if I can't negotiate some things, I don't think you can do it!"

Regarding the old camel's words, Rand was not in a hurry, but took out a magic sealing box from the space ring, and after opening it was a large bottle of moisturizing cream.

"I brought you the latest special product of our territory this time. This bottle can emit water magic. If the moisturizing cream in it is applied on the magic pattern, it can moisturize the skin and maintain the magic pattern. Several heads in our territory The intermediate-level Warcraft has passed, and the effect is very good!" While talking, Lante opened the bottle cap, scooped a small spoon with the wooden spoon on the bottle cap, and applied it on his hands.

"We have several flavors, 5 kinds of magic plants, 5 kinds of fruits and 4 kinds of floral fragrances to choose from. If you can help me find the orc leader who is in charge of potions, I am willing to give the moisturizing cream to your chamber of commerce for sale. "

Shahman took the wooden spoon and smeared it on the magic pattern on his right wrist. It was drawn by a human mage when he was young. After decades of use, it was almost useless. Thinking that after applying moisturizing cream, the magic lines that had already been dull had an instant reaction.

"This……"

"This was developed by the elven magister. It can promote the fusion of the magic in the blood and the magic pattern on the skin." Lante looked at the old camel's eyes and knew that his goal had been achieved. He did not forget to add, "It is said that the more The more natural the magic pattern is, the better it will be!"

"Natural..." The old camel knew that this kind of moisturizing cream was suitable for the white-maned camel at the peak of the intermediate level in his backyard. Like this kind of magical beast, every medium and large tribe would have it.In other words, the orc tribe's demand for this moisturizing cream is completely unlimited.

Under the temptation of huge profits, Shahman could not refuse Rand's proposal at all, so he could only agree to invite a few relatives.

(End of this chapter)