Wizard

"Master Raymond, the matter of crossing the front line has been arranged in advance. I will wait for you at Gate 6 of the front line theater tomorrow morning..."

The gray-robed Matthews' close attendant Hegel, who bowed his farewell, was a sturdy, sturdy man, who didn't speak much but seemed very capable.

After he left, Raymond entered the room and sat down, then pointed to the sofa opposite to signal Scar to sit down with the dark elf Freya.

His expression was agitated, as if he hadn't got rid of the scar from the excitement. After sitting down, he noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and calmed down. His eyes became a little dodging, and his big black-haired hand saw him from Raymond. Since then, he has never left his waist.

And the dark elf Freya, with a confused and dazed expression, seemed to have lost her soul. Raymond’s gesture was not noticed by her. Instead, she wandered into the next room alone, finally resembling After knocking over something, accompanied by the sound of ding and ding, he returned to the hall with a panic expression on his face, with a blank expression but doubt in his eyes.

Seeing this scar with a big laugh, it seemed as if he had seen the most interesting thing, and the dark elf Freya, who still had doubts in her eyes, did not get angry. Instead, she took a look at Raymond and her cheeks were in vain. It became crimson, and then he sat on the sofa under the sign of Raymond. What was extremely rare was that he was sitting with his knees together in a very upright posture, with a slight ladylike taste.

On the way back, I noticed that the emotions of these two people had changed, but Raymond, who had roughly guessed the reason, did not speak either, but instead focused his gaze on the knife holding his belly and watching the dark elf Freya still smirking. Scar, wait patiently.

The calm gaze caused Scar to stop laughing soon, and he sat stiffly, but his right hand was still wrapped around his waist. His eyes became more flustered.

Leimen, who still hadn't spoken, stared at Scar in such a calm manner. He straightened his slightly protruding body and gestured at the table in front of Scar when his face became pale and unable to sit still. "Take out all of them. The owner of the munitions store has given you something, and let's also say what he explained!"

Hearing the sound of the scar's eyes suddenly shrank, and his muscles tightened and his **** was lifted up in a posture that he wanted to flee the road, but the calm Raymond and the dark elf Freya next to him were betting on it. The suspicious look in his eyes finally caused Scar to sit down again, reluctantly removing the right hand covering his waist. Removed the bulging waist pouch.

But grabbing the scar that didn't open the waist pouch, he coughed a few times and then laughed. "It's nothing, it's just that the shopkeeper wants me to beg you, and wants to say something nice to Gray Robe Matthews through you, so that he can explain..."

Raymond, who did not respond, looked at the waist pouch in Scar's hand and his face. After a while, Scar felt like it suddenly understood, and opened the waist pouch. Put the same things on the table.

First, some silver kerry and gold kerry. Then came some sloppy things, as if struggling hard with him, the slower and slower Scar's forehead began to sweat, and his cheeks twitched from time to time.

As for the dark elf Freya who was sitting next to her, she finally woke up completely at this time, and she was finally annoyed by the hesitant movement of the knife. He jumped up and rushed to Scar's side, and shook his waist pouch, which caused all the contents to fall on the table.

With a clatter, a pile of intermediate spars with irregular shapes fell out of the bulging waist pouch.

Sparkling spar with a faint halo. There were at least thirty or forty, and the table tennis players rolled on the table and stopped after a moment.

Seeing this, the dark elf Freya, who took a breath of breath, flashed stunned, and the stunned Scar's complexion changed instantaneously. She turned her head and was about to get angry, but the dark elf Fuli was already staring. Ya is more fierce than him!

Scar, whose expression had completely collapsed, sat back on the sofa, muttering very depressed. "This, this is what the shopkeeper asked me to speak, absolutely nothing to do with the previous transaction..."

But the dark elf Freya, who was clutching that waist pouch, sneered with mockery. "It's irrelevant? So many spars are just for you to bring words? What is your ability to help the shopkeeper? Are you planning to start being miserable again!"

"It's true! That was what the shopkeeper said when he called me to the side!"

Scar's defense made the dark elf Freya full of disappointment, and after a little thought, he roared. "Say! Is there something wrong with the part of the goods sent by the clerk? These spars are the sealing fee for you?"

She jumped up with a squeeze, and the scar that leaned in front of the dark elf Freya also roared. "You fart! I haven't fallen to that level yet!"

The sneered dark elf Freya stopped talking, and his face was getting redder as if the scar that was about to explode was also clenched with his fists, and the swords were drawn as if the fight would start in the next moment!

But Raymond, who had been observing the two of them, finally spoke up. "Okay! Scar will not do such a thing, but his brain is really not bright!"

His face turned pale, but the scar that swelled and blushed immediately after tearing off his robe, and suddenly thumped his chest and roared. "Master Raymond, I am taking advantage of the shop owner, but it definitely has nothing to do with the previous transaction!"

The dark elf Freya standing nearby still wanted to speak, but Raymond, who had understood the reason, waved at her. "Pour me some water..."

Realizing that Raymond seemed to want to avoid it by himself, the suspicious dark elf Freya was stunned, then turned and walked into the end of the corridor next to the hall, opened the door of the kitchen but did not pour water. , But pricked his ears and started listening.

Leimen sitting on the sofa ignored the caution of the dark elf Freya, and said after letting Scar sit down. "The shopkeeper will definitely be taken care of by Grey Robe Matthews, because he has no eyes... Although this matter has nothing to do with you, since you have received his benefits, you must not be able to do what he asked for, so now I Just want to ask how you will respond?"

He opened his mouth to explain, but soon Scar's face turned pale, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, and finally his expression became panic.

Seeing that Scar was awakened, Raymond began to analyze it. "Grey-robed Matthews is one of the two giants in the forward war zone. Even if a small quarters store has a large background, it must not be possible for Gray-robed Matthews to retreat. This is related to his authority in the forward war zone..."

Speaking of Raymond who stopped here deliberately, he waited for Scar to figure it out before continuing. "But you can't do things if you receive the benefits. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, even if the shop owner is unlucky for a while will not come to trouble you, but he will always think of you, and you will want to resist by your strength. The entanglement of the shopkeeper is very troublesome and dangerous..."

Hearing this, Scar was stunned, and after a moment he mumbled to himself in a daze. "Isn't it possible? That **** doesn't necessarily aim at me like this, right?"

Seeing that Scar still had illusions, Raymond hesitated and pushed his palm on the table, and hundreds of intermediate spars appeared there. "After getting to know Pompeii, I have had some friendship along the way. These are the rewards you helped me before... It's just that the power behind the shopkeeper is not something you can resist, so if you want to leave then I suggest you do it now Leave, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to leave when the shopkeeper reacts..."

Scar, whose eyes became dull, stared at the pile of spars on the table for a moment, then slapped himself in vain, and mumbled out of control. "Make you greedy! Make you greedy! Greedy will die..."

The sound of crackling reverberated in the hall, and soon Scar's cheeks swelled up, but a figure rushed out of the corridor, with the energy fluctuations hitting the back of Scar's head...to be continued . . )

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