The Primordial Wizard

　　 "Kintale must be enough, depending on how much you can take." Ace raised his chin slightly, and said deliberately a little arrogantly.

　　 "As for what I know, I am the youngest scholar in the city. I am good at linguistics, mathematics, original logic, and I am an excellent doctor and an outstanding painter."

　　 Sauron looked at Ace dumbfounded. Although he hadn't had much contact with scholars, he heard that most scholars were relatively humble. This is the first time I have seen such a boastful scholar.

　　 But rich is an uncle, and you have to find a way to satisfy the sponsor.

　　 "Do you want to be famous among the people, or do you want to be famous among the nobility?"

　　 Sauron asked.

　　 "What do the people say, and what do the nobles say?"

　　 Ace asked back.

　　 Sauron grabbed a handful of mutton with a sincere expression on his face, chewed it hard for a while, poured a mouthful of shochu, and swallowed it.

"If it's the people, publicize your medical skills, and find support to set off the medical skills. As long as you can cure the disease in the end, you will soon be famous. If you are aristocrats, they like art and pursue vain things, you just have to get If we produce a stunning masterpiece, we will create momentum for you, and the nobles will lick it like a pug."

　　 Sauron said nonchalantly, his body suddenly leaned forward, his eyes looking straight at Ace.

　　 "The key is what you want."

　　 "I want everything! I want all the fame of aristocrats and people! My purpose is actually very pure, to build a hospital trusted by people with superb medical skills, and to save more patients!"

　　 Ace stared at Sauron, and said with an aura.

　　 Sauron listened to Ace's words, and felt a little funny. A scholar went to the bitterly cold northern border and spent money to make a name for himself, just to save more patients?

　　 If what Ace said is true, is he a saint?

Sauron got rid of the extra thoughts in his head, stared at Ace and said: "Then create momentum for you, promote you as the most outstanding painter, attract the attention of the nobles, and then create a climax when all nobles expect to reach a climax. A truly outstanding painting, thoroughly famous."

　　 "The basis of all this is that you are truly an outstanding painter."

　　 "Haha, you can promote it. Just say, Ace, who painted the bonfire festival mural in Zmalie Port, has arrived in the north!"

　　 After speaking, Ace threw a dozen kintales, turned and left, leaving a word.

　　 "This is a deposit, I hope you don't let me down. Otherwise, how you get it, you may double it back."

　　 Sauron picked up the kintales one by one, examined them carefully, and muttered: "Get rich, get rich!"

　　 That night, Sauron changed Jin Tale to Silver Tale, and then all the creditors gathered at home.

　　 "Ding Ding Dong Dong!"

　　 accompanied by thousands of silver talers falling down, turning into a hill.

　　 The eyes of the creditors of men, women, and children turned red all of a sudden, all of them pounced on them.

　　 Sauron patted his hands a few times, and a group of soldiers appeared and surrounded the Silver Tale Hill.

　　 "Sauron, what do you mean, if you have money, do you still want to owe debts?" A man was covered in flesh, raised a sledgehammer, and said aggressively.

　　 "Don't get excited, everyone! I will return you a lot of what I owe you, and I will also give you a great fortune."

　　 Sauron said while selling Guan Zi.

　　 "What kind of wealth, my old lady doesn't want it. As long as my old lady owes me the money, I have to pay interest, and I won't be able to lose one cent."

　　 An old lady, holding a kitchen knife, said viciously.

"Don’t worry, I’ll give you all, plus interest. But, don’t you want more? This is the best opportunity. As long as you help me, no one can get the same amount of silver tal from me. It's simple, help me brag about someone."

　　 "Who to brag about?"

　　 someone asked.

　　 "Ace Scholar, the youngest scholar in the history of the city, the most outstanding artist, focus on bragging about the latter, and by all means, let the surrounding people brag, I will let you get more."

　　 A few days later, the northern fortress began to spread various rumors about Ace.

Dana complained to Ace and said: "Look, what are the rumors! Some people say that you are born with three eyes and three hands, so painting is particularly good, and some people say that when you were born, the sea **** personally blessed. I think this Sauron is a rascal, and Kintal wasted it all to him."

　　 "Rogue methods are not necessarily useless. As long as there are more people talking, fake ones may become true. The more such rumors are true and false, the more they can arouse people's interest. Sauron is actually very knowledgeable."

　　 Ace smiled and said to Dana.

　　 "It's better to tell me what you saw and heard in the hunting camp."

　　 "I have been investigating very thoroughly in the past few days. There is a thick pile of parchment. Let me tell you that the monsters in the north are mainly distributed in..."

　　 In this way, Ace wandered in the northern fortress during the day to learn about local customs and occasionally paint. Sit and watch the rumors surrounding him spread throughout the Northern Territory, Dana investigates the situation of the monsters in the Northern Territory every day, striving for complete information.

　　 He is not idle at night either. He studies the knowledge gained from weird rituals and the little demon who captured and transformed ~www.readwn.com~ and already has some thoughts in his mind.

　　 To be more specific, it is necessary to build special laboratories and do more experiments. The future hospital is the best laboratory place.

　　 After half a month, many people began to rumors that there was a young man with superb painting skills. He was out of sight. Those who were lucky enough to meet him were lucky enough to get one of his paintings.

　　Gradually, Ace's paintings have become more and more well-known, and many people imitate them, but it is difficult to draw them as vivid and real as his.

　　 Paintings are hard to find. One month later, the nobles' enthusiasm for Ace's paintings was ignited. Many people tried to find out about Ace's residence and begged him to paint a painting.

　　 Finally, the famous nobleman of the northern fortress, the hero Kent Rhone personally came to the door. Kent is the commander of the northern fortress and the son of the great hero Moore, with a deep background.

　　 The two talked happily at the hotel, Kent was gifted out by Ace personally, and gave away a painting with great fanfare.

　　 A few days later, the North Border Office announced that it would fully support the Ace Scholars and build a hospital in the North Border. At the same time, Ace was invited by Kent to paint murals in the Frost Temple in the North.

　　 took two months to complete the serial murals in the temple. Extremely magnificent, depicting the miracle of frost, full of praise to the **** of frost Rona.

　　The great hero Moore Rhone personally cut the ribbon and awarded the Ace Northern Legion First Class Medal of Honor.

"Ace Scholar, I think you are not only favored by the Goddess of Wisdom, but also favored by His God, the God of Art. I have never believed in genius, but now I have to believe it. Your murals make our Frosty descendants feel glorious. "

　　 Ace took the medal of honor and was held high by Moore. For a time, Ace became the hottest figure in the North.