The Emerald Tower

When the weird lady looked at Dean, Dean was also looking at this lady-much taller than the women of the Emerald North, even ordinary men need to look up, but slightly The towering cheekbones, but the whiter skin, illustrates the fact that this lady is a mixed race of jade and barbarians.

For barbarians, most of the time, any of the four northern counties of Emerald is not welcome.

Even, in the eyes of some county kings, these barbarians are synonymous with robbers and bandits; for example, the Marquis of York, who basically entered Yorkshire, almost all of the barbarians were hanged.

And the remaining three counties of the northern four counties, although not so strict, but they are also guarded strictly; after all, when there are many barbarians, they are indeed engaged in robbers and bandits.

Especially in the northernmost county of Vauban, the soldiers are very strict with the investigation of barbarians: even if it is confirmed that they are not barbaric bandits or bandits on the wanted list, a large number of barbarians are never allowed to enter the city.

Simply put, if you have a group of twenty people, at most one can enter the city.

This is the order of the Marquis of Vauban.

And for this approach of limiting the danger to a minimum, Dean naturally approves-no matter how strong the castle is, it will be breached from the inside. Dean is very clear about this.

This is obviously the case with the mixed-blood barbarian.

Even mixed-race savages should be treated slightly better in Vauban, but it is impossible to live in them; therefore, they can only be outsiders.

In the same way, as a barbarian who can communicate better with Jadeites. Position in the barbarian family. It was also gradually improving-Dean certainly wouldn't doubt it. This was done intentionally by the old marquis.

If this is not the case, the future Grand Duke Emerald will not be able to complete the plan of borrowing troops.

Perhaps, the old marquis had other plans such as ‘assimilation’ and ‘acquisition’, but this did not prevent Dean from expressing his admiration for the old marquis’ foresight.

And he naturally wouldn't do the opposite--

"Madam, do you want to barter? If you don't mind. Can I have a look at your items?"

Dean looked at each other with a smile, and invited him into the reception room.

In the reception room, behind the "Jewel Beauty" shop, there are two rooms, in order to entertain guests with different identities.

At this moment, Dean invited the half-blood female barbarian to the more ordinary one, which generally received guests with ordinary identities but some transaction amount.

As for the other one?

Most of the time, it will not open; after all, very few people with identity will step into the store in person; however. This does not mean that there can be no.

The world is impermanent, no one can say clearly. Isn't it?

"Give me a glass of goat's milk with horns, ma'am... what do you need?"

After Dean ordered Old Ender, he looked at the mixed-race female barbarian.

"I want wine! Spirits!"

The straightforward answer made Dean and Old Ender laugh bitterly at the same time.

"Madam, we are just a small fur and spice shop, we don't even prepare spirits to entertain guests!"

Old Ande explained helplessly.

"If there is no spirits, how to entertain guests!"

The mixed-race female barbarians expressed their dissatisfaction, and even this kind of dissatisfaction, even the kind boss of Old Ande, was a little angry, he thought it was the other party deliberately making things difficult.

However, Dean waved his hand and said, "Go and find some fruit wine!"

"Yes, Sir Alex!"

Old Ander suddenly reduced his anger, turned and walked out.

"I'm sorry, our customs here are different from yours. When greeting guests, they are generally easier to drink!"

Dean didn't have the slightest anger, and explained to the mixed-race female barbarian with a smile.

For the barbarians, Dean really knew too much, so he knew that the other party was definitely not making things difficult, but a habit.

In other words...Even if I go to other places, I don’t know how to follow the customs, and I still follow my own way.

In fact, it is precisely because of this situation that the barbarians are unpopular in the north of the emerald.

As for the south?

As we all know, barbarians like high mountains and high mountains, places with severe cold weather, and places with hot flashes and close to the sea will never set foot.

"Oh!"

Listening to Dean’s explanation, the mixed-race female barbarians wanted to say something, but in the end she just nodded—the selected mixed-race barbarians were obviously not as dead-headed as the real barbarians. They don't listen to explanations, advice, etc. They only believe in their own customs, fists, and spirits.

In short, it feels like a ‘stubborn bastard’.

"So, now can you show me your belongings?"

Dean said again.

"Okay, here you are!"

The mixed-blood barbarian untied the sac on his waist and threw it to Dean.

call!

The bag was full of strong wind, like a flying brick, Dean was certain that if it was Old Ande sitting here, then he would have to consider hiring another shopkeeper.

However, this is naturally nothing to Dean.

Very easily, Dean took the package in his hand, placed it on the table, and untied the knot tied on it.

And the mixed-race female barbarian spoke straightforwardly--

"This is made by sister Aqiaoli, it's very beautiful, right?"

"A Qiao Li?!"

Dean's hands shuddered just after he untied the knot, and the whole thing was taken aback.

"Is it A Qiao Li of Chictor?"

Dean asked with a hint of caution.

"Yes, sister A Qiao Li is very famous, right? The bracelets and necklaces she woven are very popular in Vauban!"

Obviously Dean's caution was unnecessary, and the half-blood female barbarian answered directly.

"Northland Beast Tamer...A Qiao Li!"

Dean said silently in his heart.

And in Dean's mind, it instantly emerged that at the end of the Second Blood Moon War this digit years later, that Xiti's final pursuit of Jade. The appearance of a little barbarian girl bursting out of bright light.

The'Bear Legion' composed of thousands of snow bears rushed out of the dense snowy forest. Under the leadership of this northern beast trainer. Blocking the Xiti cavalry, who was in hot pursuit, gave Dean and his party a respite from the defeat and escape; to put it simply, this little girl who was less than fifteen years old when she stepped on the entire Goddess stage, It was Dean's savior.

However, even if he was less than fifteen years old, the opponent was still respected by all the barbarians as the Northland Beast Tamer.

As for the rescued Jadeites and the Xiti people who suffered a great loss?

They are more willing to call each other the "Beast King"!

of course. That was after the Second Blood Moon War!

As for now?

Dean gently picked up the bracelets, headbands, and necklaces woven from animal hair and plant stems, and couldn't help but smile gently.

"I want these!"

Dean said so.

"You want it all?"

The mixed-race female barbarian looked at the human noble in front of her, expressing surprise.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded.

"Don't you ask me what I want?"

The mixed-race female barbarian was a little stunned.

"My main business here is fur and spices. You barbarians will not lack the former. Therefore, only the latter...I am willing to accept transactions that meet their values!"

Dean picked up one of the necklaces woven from straw ropes with spikes as pendants——

【Rough Will Necklace】

【Type: Necklace】

【Weight: 20g】

[Specifications: normal human category]

[Special effects: weak-willed]

[Weak level firm will: gain the effect of will +0.1]

[Description: This is a piece that looks very rough. But a necklace with magical power. 】

[Note: This is just something the weaver did accidentally, but. Although the memory of the weaver is not yet proficient, he has shown extraordinary talent. 】

"Sure enough, the beast trainer in the North..."

Dean looked at the prompts given by the system and couldn't help but exclaimed.

A little girl who is only about twelve years old can make magical equipment, and it is probably already regarded as a real genius on the secret island.

However, in the barbarian tribe... it is still an ordinary little girl who carries out the traditional training of the barbarians every day, and then occasionally weaves some small objects, and asks the barbarians to travel in exchange for some life needs.

"I want the essence of brandy...20 grams!"

The mixed-race female barbarians reported this number.

Branchi flavor, a plant extract, is distilled and dried to obtain a spice that has a light taste and can expel joint pain caused by cold. In the northern part of the emerald, especially in the range of Vauban, Received welcome from the nobility and wealthy business class.

"How about... ten grams?"

Maybe it was because I felt that I was too greedy and violated the traditions of the barbarians. The mixed-race female barbarians reiterated a little embarrassedly.

"I'll give you one hundred grams... believe me, it's far beyond this price! It's just that there are no more stocks in my store!"

Dean said this.

Although the grade is rough and the appearance is somewhat unacceptable to normal people, the magic item is still a magic item, and its essence has not changed.

At least three hundred Kimpton.

This is the lowest price.

And the price of white Lanzhi essence?

One gram is about three silver angles~www.readwn.com~ Simply put, this magic necklace can be exchanged for at least one kilogram of Lange essence.

"I will gather the rest for you as soon as possible, but it will take some time. Can you tell me where Chiktor is?"

Dean said in a sincere tone.

Suddenly, the mixed-race female barbaric looked at Dean with some suspicion, and at the same time, some emerald noble habits suddenly appeared in her mind.

Immediately, the mixed-race female barbarian took hold of her weapon: a mace full of barbs, five feet long, and the thickness of an adult's calf.

Staring at Dean fiercely.

ps first more~~

It's the season of freezing cold weather again, and getting up depends on will... Decadent means weak willpower... Can't get up! ! !

t.t(To be continued...)()