Count of Wizards

Although he will continue to refine other enchanted items, this time Connor does not plan to purchase raw materials from the "Michalovic Mining Company" that George introduced to him, even though it may save him some money However, after a brief contact with the store manager of that company, Mr. Simeone, Connor felt that the store manager was too shrewd. If he wanted to buy raw materials from him for a long time, it was very likely that he would The method of placing other raw materials in the material list cannot be hidden from his eyes.

In addition, knowing the clues of the black market from Vallejo this time also made Connor more interested in the existence of the black market. He desperately wants to know about the wizarding world. All his information about the wizarding world now comes from Reyes. This is definitely not a good thing, no doubt! Connor wants to broaden his sources of information!

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Seeing the sign of "Papa Morgan's Tavern" again, although it hasn't been too long, but it is true, Connor has a feeling as if he has passed away, as if the day he faced the threat of death from Vidal and Rebecca was just yesterday.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, Connor walked in majesticly, not caring at all that he was in this room and stabbed a bastard named "Khedira". The reason why Connor dared to be so arrogant was that he believed in his disguise, and no one could recognize him.

A middle-aged man with rough skin, bearded face, smelling of alcohol and wearing a linen cloak would definitely not remind people of a decent heir to the earl.

In order to be more in line with his current personality and not be noticed, Connor took out eight pennies from his arms, lined them up on the bar, and shouted: "Waiter! Waiter! Bring me a piece of charcoal!" Grilled pork chops!"

The waiter behind the bar glanced at the eight pennies that Connor put out, and said angrily, "Charcoal-grilled pork chops, ten pennies!"

"What? Ten pennies! Why don't you grab it? A pork chop on Levante Avenue costs only three pennies!" Connor muttered angrily, and slowly took out two more from his pocket. The penny was thrown over the bar.

The waiter who knew that he couldn't get any tips from the "poor guy" in front of him rolled his eyes, picked up the penny on the counter, put it in the money box, and called lazily: "Wait a minute." !"

Connor, who was disguised, kept muttering, while secretly looking at all kinds of people in the bar, and his mental power far surpassed that of ordinary junior wizard apprentices also quietly dissipated.

"Buy it up! Two shillings, that's a penny less, and you'll never get into my old lady's bed!"

"Marquis, a bald man, dared to steal my wife. Go and help me teach him a lesson. I'll give you a gold pound when it's done!"

"Tonight we made Courtois this kid, and the five gold pounds in his house belong to our brother!"

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A series of dozens of conversations poured directly into Connor's ears, which made the corners of Connor's mouth involuntarily outline a smile that was not a smile. The more he learns the secrets of the abyss, the more Connor can feel the power and wonder of the spiritual power. After releasing the spiritual power, as long as the creatures with lower spiritual power than him can't hide their every move under the coverage of his spiritual power, and this Everything is silent, leaving no trace

Listening to the dozens of conversations in his ear, Connor carefully discerned whether there were words like "black market" Charles in these conversations.

Connor's luck was pretty good. After just ten minutes, he overheard a conversation that interested him very much.

"That batch of goods is worth at least 50 gold pounds, can you exchange it for free? This ticket is done, and I will give you three points!" A young man wearing a peaked cap stood on the remote sofa in the northwest corner of the bar. He held up three fingers, and while combing the back of his hair smoking a cigar in front of him, the manly old man whispered:

The old man exhaled a puff of smoke, with a disdainful smile on his face, he said lightly, "Twenty points!"

"Twenty points? I got this batch of goods only after five of my brothers died. You just want to pay twenty points in exchange for nothing?" Standing up on the sofa, he said angrily: But it seems that he still maintained his rationality, his voice was kept low, and he was not dazzled by anger.

"Hehe, does the young Pablo know what a monopoly is? Besides me, who else has a way to wash your goods?" Not caring about the anger of the young people, this The old man took another puff of his cigar and said quite complacently:

Hearing what the old man in front of him said, the young man called "Pablo" clenched his fists tightly and stood where he was. However, after holding on for about half a minute, Pablo sat back on the sofa, Asked in an almost begging tone: "Can you smoke less? You know, after taking this sum of money, I have to deal with the affairs of my brother who died and buy supplies. You smoked 20 points After that, there is simply not enough money left over!"

"Pablo wants to know how many points I will draw that one-eyed Cuadrado? Twenty-five points! Pablo, the value of your goods is not as much as his, if it is not because you are a very potential Young man, you can become my long-term partner, and the point I want to smoke today is thirty points!" After smoking the remaining cigar in his hand in one breath, the old man said seriously:

Overhearing the word "Cuadrado" from the conversation between these two people, Connor, who was mechanically swallowing the grilled black pork chops on the bar counter, immediately brightened his eyes. If he was not mistaken, the "Cuadrado" in the conversation between the old and the young should be the pirate who was offered a reward of one hundred gold pounds by the Imperial Navy Department!

Connor first noticed these two people from the dozens of conversations, which originated from the "whitewashing" of the young man called "Pablo" at the beginning. Why whitewash the goods? Naturally, the goods need to be washed because they are dirty! And what kind of channels will launder such goods? Could it be the black market he was looking for?

While Connor was thinking, after hearing what the old man said, Pablo let out a sigh of relief and said, "As you wish, but I request that the remaining forty gold pounds must be in cash." , and it will be handed over to me within three days!"