There's something wrong with my chase

However, on the surface he still appeared extremely calm, even a little impatient.

"It's not a treasure map, it's of no value."

Seeing Lord Roma throwing the scroll on the bar like throwing tatters.

The face of the boss of the casino also became gloomy.

"Of course I know that this is not a treasure map. I just want to ask if the material of this scroll can be exchanged for some money."

"Is the material of the scroll?"

"The skin of some kind of earth dragon? It's average. A few coppers are enough."

In the end, the scroll was left like this, and what Lord Roma paid was only a few copper coins.

Watching the boss of the casino leave with the howling gamblers, Master Luo caressed the scroll in his hand.The mood is naturally very good.

A bunch of uninformed guys.

Rom thought so.

But they can't be blamed. They lived in the slums and picked up the garbage of the upper class. What kind of experience do they have?

He is the most knowledgeable man here.

Chapter 170 The Third Magic Array That Can Fulfill Wishes

Lord Roma has traveled to many places as a soldier and participated in many battles.

There is a saying that goes well, the more places you travel, the wider your knowledge, the longer you live, the greater your experience.

There is nothing wrong with the remark The wisest man in the ghetto.

However, although he knew that this scroll might be a rare item, but what exactly it was, Lord Roma's eyes were darkened.

Perhaps, the text on the scroll can explain what this thing is.

Lord Roma was illiterate, and in the stage of medieval civilization, educational resources were monopolized by the upper class.Not to mention that there are no literate people in the slums, even in the civilian areas there are few literate people.

In the end, Lord Roma found a commoner, one of the few literate acquaintances, to help him decipher the above text.

It was a description, explaining the function of the pattern, and it was indeed a magic circle.By drawing this magic circle, a being can be summoned to fulfill a wish.Moreover, this process can even be done by ordinary people.

Just use a specific material to carve the pattern, and then sing a prayer.

After understanding what was written on the scroll, Lord Roma's previous excitement suddenly disappeared.

A magic circle used to grant wishes, and it can be used by ordinary people without 'opening the door'.This is outrageous, I'm lying to ghosts!

Lord Roma naturally wouldn't believe it, and returned to the stolen goods warehouse with a sense of loss.

However, looking at the exquisite pattern on the scroll, although his reason told Lord Roma that it was unreliable, he did still have some thoughts in his heart.

desire....

As long as it is an intelligent race, of course it will have its own wishes.

And, if it's fake, who made the scroll?

For a boring prank?

Thinking so far, with a little luck, Master Luo wanted to go to the previous gambler and ask where this scroll came from.

However, the gambler disappeared.

It is said that it is missing, but it is actually dead, and the body is not known where it was thrown.

It's not uncommon in this broken place.

The clues to the source of the scroll were interrupted, but Lord Roma did not give up, but the thoughts in his heart became more intense.He became more and more fascinated by the circle of patterns around the pattern.

In the end, Lord Roma made a decision to try it out.

The main material is not difficult to find, as long as the fresh one is the blood of a living being, it needs to be mixed with some silver, which makes Lord Roma hesitate.

But thinking about the description of the scroll, Master Rom still gritted his teeth, took out a few silver coins and melted them, mixing them in the blood.

And then here comes the present.

Master Roma behind the bar looked at the scroll in his hand and thought.

He had already drawn the pattern, and it was on the floor next to it. For this reason, he also emptied the tables, chairs and some goods.

Then just wait for the night.

Say the prayers at night and see if anything happens.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, interrupting Master Rom's thoughts.

He got up from behind the bar, came to the door, and said, "Deal with big rats?"

"Use poison." A childish voice sounded from outside the door.

Hearing this voice, a gentle smile appeared on Rom's ferocious face inadvertently.

He continued:

"Dealing with Moby Dick?"

"Use a hook."

"To deal with my noble dragon?"

"Shit!"

After a while of meaningless codes, Rom opened the door.

A petite girl stood at the door facing the light.

About thirteen or fourteen years old, his blond hair, which seemed a little malnourished and dry, was tied up with a hair tie, and he was wearing clothes that were easy to move around, with a small machete on his waist.

At this moment, the girl is like a little wild cat who has done something bad, looking around, watching for something.

It wasn't until the door of the stolen goods warehouse opened that he slipped in deftly, with the slightest sound of wind as he moved.

Seeing the girl go in, Rom stretched out his head and looked outside the door, and closed the door after confirming that no one was there.

"Felt, thank you for your hard work."

Rom went back behind the bar and said to the girl.

"Just take it easy."

Felut raised his head proudly, and then clapped his hands on the bar counter vigorously.

After picking it up, there was already an extra badge on the bar.

The material of the badge cannot be judged, but the delicate touch must belong to precious metal.The workmanship is very fine, with a dragon spreading its wings carved on it.There is a red gemstone inlaid in the position of the eyes on the dragon's head.The gemstones radiate luster in low light, making one look valuable at first glance.

"Ten holy gold coins in hand, hehe."

Felut laughed, and then grandly slapped a few copper coins on the bar counter.

"same as usual."

Master Roma glanced at the copper plates on the table, packed them up and put them in the cash drawer, then turned around and took a glass of milk for Felut on the shelf behind.

The stolen goods warehouse also works as a bar. After the transaction is completed, those who come to sell the stolen goods will basically have a drink here.

As for why there is milk, this is what Rom bought specially for Felut.

Obviously, girls are also frequent visitors here.

He took a sip of milk, licked the milk stains on the edge of his mouth, and watched Master Roma carefully picking up the badge and looking at it, Felut didn't bother much.

It's just that the wind brought a smell of blood, which made Felt frowned. She looked at the complicated patterns painted with the blood of the earth dragon on the open space in the corner of the room.

She recognized the pattern.

These days, Lord Roma is guarding a scroll like a treasure.And always staring at the scroll in a daze.Out of curiosity, Felut took a sneak peek at it. The weird pattern was drawn on the scroll, which was exactly the same as the one on the floor now.

Felut asked Master Rom many times about the scroll, but Rom kept his mouth shut and refused to say anything.

If you ask me now, I guess Lord Roma won't say anything.

Felt looked away and drank the milk in the glass.And Lord Roma also put down his badge, tapping his thick index finger on the mottled table top of the bar.

"This badge is unusual...Judging from the workmanship, it should be something from the aristocratic district. It may even come from the royal palace."

Drawing dragon emblems is not something ordinary nobles can use.

"Ten holy gold coins are a bit of a loss in terms of badge value alone."

Rom dragged his chin and said slowly.

"Is it a loss?"

Felt stood up from the chair, eyes widening.

"Indeed, after I got the badge, I felt that the deal was a bit of a loss. Its owner is an elf envoy, and he chased me for a whole street?"

"No, I have to ask her to add more money."

When Felt said this, there was a violent knock on the door without any words.

Rom and Felut looked at each other, the former picked up the mace behind the bar, while the latter put his hand on the handle of the scimitar behind his waist.

Chapter 170 Four I Need More and Stronger Helping NPCs

There is no order in the chaotic slums, but they follow some commonly known rules.Even the gutters hide wisdom.These rules unknown to outsiders are the embodiment of dark wisdom.

To come to the stolen goods warehouse, you need to match the password, which is a rule unique to Lord Roma.This is something the whole ghetto knows.

Anyone who doesn't follow the code to come here, unless they are outside the slums, is simply challenging Lord Roma, the owner of the loot storehouse.

Stealing a badge will cost you ten holy gold coins.This is a big deal that is rarely seen on Lord Roma's side during this period of time.Before the transaction was actually completed, an unruly guy came over, and Lord Roma was naturally extremely vigilant.

After giving Felut a 'ready' look, and the latter nodded knowingly, Master Roma walked to the door with the mallet and opened the door.

"Which ignorant guy..."

As dusk approached, an orange light shone, and a man in a strange costume appeared at the door, holding a white bag made of unknown material in his hand.

The man's expression seemed preoccupied, with a touch of anxiety and panic on his face, and a display of courage to force his composure.

"Master Rom."

"Is Felt back?"