Old Sword Master

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They passed a beach full of dead conch shells, where the best purple dye in the world was once produced. It is the favorite dye of mage and priests, and it can give robes and cloak wonderful effects.

20 years ago, it was destroyed by Burberry pirates, the core mage guarding the snail field, and dozens of giant sail and oar boats in the Republic of Venice were destroyed.

Now there are only a few children left to pick up shells. If you find a few shells that can be used as casting materials, you can get a few small pulls from the vendor.

When passing here, Kamacho seemed particularly melancholy: “If the purple snail field is still there, it can feed more than a dozen high-level mages, then the core promotion potion is cheaper. There will be 2 100 talers, and all kinds of good jobs many.”

Wood has also been like the native residents here countless times, lamenting that this once provided a good place for many ascents and jobs, but when the family came, it was in ruins, so his feelings were more purely disappointed by core The price of promotion potions has become higher, and now 2 100 talers are equal to his salary for more than ten years.

The average person eats and drinks well and has been trained. There is no small chance to become a normal-level combat class without a general-level promotion potion. However, after reaching Level 4, to become a Level 5 core, most ordinary fighters need a certain amount of additional potion.

“Anyway, I have no hope.” Kamacho sighed, they have already reached all the villagers in the church, “just do the job of escorting hay.”

“Kamacho-sama, why are you hopeless?” A manor manager said politely, “Are you going to be a Captain this time?”

“Pull it down.” Kamacho waved to the manor steward, and then began to check the hay wagon that had been prepared.

Wood felt that several piles of hay were a little loose, and one pile was obviously not dry enough. Anyway, the Karcanto Chamber of Commerce warehouse is likely to lower the price or even reject it.

However, he also noticed that the manor of the estate handed Kamacho a small bag. This cart of hay was not worth bribing, right?

But as a newcomer, Wood decided to observe first, and if he had no share, then think about how to deal with it.

“Bring the bread back to the city. Several vendors collect it. There is porridge to drink.” Kamacho suggested that Wood sell the bread. “You should also save some money to marry a wife.”

Then they had a not-so-rich lunch in the Zhuangzi. Wood still ate some bread that he had brought, and Nita gave him the fish left over from yesterday.

After upgrading to level 2, Wood clearly felt that the nutrients accumulated in his body had been greatly consumed.

Then the two of them gave several youngsters on Zhuangzi the posture and footwork of swinging the sword. In fact, Kamacho was basically doing it. Wood didn’t dare to pass on his skills to others, on the one hand, he was afraid of exposing his heresy. The problem, on the one hand, is afraid to lead people astray.

Kamacho didn’t mind it either, he got along well with a few youngsters.

On the way back to the city, Kamacho shared his benefits. Since he took the bag generously, there was no intention to leave him alone.

“Now, give you one third.” Kamacho poured out the one third raisins in the bag, there are about 7. “We are one third, and the rest will be given to the little girl in the warehouse.”

Obviously not going to the vineyard, nor preventing Kamacho from digging the corner of the church. Heretic Wood is naturally not opposed to this. Dried fruits are also a good supplement to meat and bread.

“Ai, it’s a pity. If she can become Captain, that little girl would not dare to be one third for everything, and I can touch the stock as much as I want.” Kamacho is very general. He also wants to dig this corner, but he has already digged it. One point, “Why twitch like this now.”

Wood didn’t speak, but just put a raisin in his mouth. It was not very sweet. It was an extra nourishment, but not enough. In the large courtyard of the Inquisition, several muscular and powerful players gathered, and they learned from each other from time to time. , And then show their skills.

Most people are fighting. There is a Rogue showing the wonderful ability of collecting poison glands and making poisons, and a knight-errant is also very good at tracking traces and finding water sources. 1

Originally bald Captain Goodson had confidence in his fighting ability, especially after defeating a fighter of the same level yesterday, but he has no confidence now, because there are still several opponents who may be core.

For the treatment of the tribunal and to obtain official status, high-level figures are also willing to try.

Goodson thinks that the two outstanding Rogue and knight-errant should both be core.

Bazin and Morty stood on the balcony on the second floor and looked at the people in the yard. Their standards were beyond the imagination of everyone below.

“The core guys also come to join in the fun. It’s really troublesome. In fact, Rogue is (very tǐng) useful.”

“Must make sure it is ordinary, and the resistance brought by core is not worthwhile.”

“That Rogue and knight-errant can’t work. I think the bald Barbarian should be ordinary, and a weaker fighter Rogue will not be a core.” Director Bazin also saw that there is a core. “Although Rogue and knight-errant are both (Very tǐng) It’s useful, but we still need to be able to fight a little this time.”

“He was recommended by the bishop. He can stay, but he can’t travel with us,” Morty said. “There are also recommendations by the judge, city defense officer, and financial officer.”

Bazin thought for a while before he understood what his consultant meant. He was nodded, and said distressedly, “Then there is nothing to choose.”

“The Level 4 fighter or the Level 2 Rogue Level 2 fighter, these two are definitely not core, and the strength is still good.” Morty pointed to the two. In fact, he is not very satisfied, but it is not too bad choice. In one week, we have to set off. We prepare our supplies and bring some wine.”

Chapter XVI Sister Saraya

Old Karcanto walked away from Kelby’s studio with a cane. His footwork was still steady and his expression was solemn.

He also moved towards the next guest waiting in the reception room slightly nodded: “Mr. Tiberus, please be sorrowful and obey.”

“Your Excellency Karcanto, many thanks to you.” The old Tiberus was not satisfied with Karcanto calling himself Mr., this is the most limited and almost no honorific. As the boss of the Chamber of Commerce, he has this attitude towards the gangsters. “I want to tell you in person that both my eldest son and I will come to your son’s funeral, and we will also help the workers on the dock to keep you safe, Mr. Tiberus.”

However, the following words of old Karcanto still satisfied old Tiberus (very tǐng), he nodded: “Good, good.”

Old Karcanto took a heavy but undisturbed step and slowly left the Kelby studio.

The old Tiberus quickly met Kelby. This mage had been talking to the old Karcanto for a long time, and he didn’t make Tiberus wait any longer. “Ah, old mention, sorrow and change.” But his tone was less emotional than old Karcanto.