Examination of the Imperial Examination

After rewriting the purchase content, a waiter came over soon and asked him to go to the small room on the side.

The waiter opened the door to signal him to enter. Alvin pulled his hood and stepped in.

The room was fairly spacious, but the light was a little dim. After all, in the whole room, only two candles were lit on the table in the middle.

However, it has no effect on him who has "Bright Eyes Night Vision".

His eyes stopped on the figure across the table, wearing a large black robe.

This should be his trade partner, so he stepped forward and sat down opposite.

"You need a spell?"

After he sat down, a female voice came from the shadow of the hood.

"Yes, it's best to use it in battle."

Alvin nodded and answered truthfully, he didn't despise him just because he was a woman.

"Direct attack type, I have the "Bright Flame" spell here, 10 pounds, the "Screaming" spell, 15 pounds, the "Wind Blade" spell in the Storm Domain, 10 pounds, and some other auxiliary spells, such as "Shenzhen" "Sleep" charm, 5 pounds a piece, probably can be used for 7 months or more."

The other party nodded, thought for a moment, and said.

"Well...two for each of the first three, and two for "Shen Mian" and "Purification"."

Alvin was a little surprised that the other party could come up with so many kinds of spells. He listened to the introduction and thought about it carefully.

After calculating the money in his pocket, he said.

He prepared to buy a few of the three direct attack spells. The "Sleep Sleeping" spell at the back, which Klein used in the original book, was very effective when dealing with out-of-control punishers.

"Purification" spell, he prepared two to deal with the remnants of evil spirits and some attacks with negative effects.

"105 pounds."

The other party groped for a while from the large black robe, took out ten metal iron pieces of various shapes, and placed them on the brown-yellow wooden table.

"OK."

Looking at the table, there are metal iron pieces made of various strange rune numbers.

Alvin counted the banknotes and pushed them on the table.

The other party took the money, explained it to Alvin in detail, and opened the spell in Hermes.

Alvin listened carefully, and kept in mind that he didn't want to throw a squib in battle and make the enemy laugh to death.

He stretched out his hand to sort out the spells on the table, put them in his pockets, and the deal was concluded.

"Do you have any revolver "magic hunting bullets" here, or special types of bullets?"

Alvin, who was going to get up and leave, gave up hope and asked casually.

"Yes, but there are only the ordinary "Magic Hunting Bullets", the kind that the official Beyonders always stock."

The lady on the opposite side, who was covered by invisibility, opened her mouth and said.

"I didn't bring much, and I didn't plan to sell them, so I can only sell you 12, 5 pounds each." Then, he added another sentence.

"make a deal."

Hearing that the other party actually had "magic hunting bullets", Alvin's eyes lit up, he originally asked casually, and it was really rewarding.

It seems that the other party may have taken a fancy to something and is raising money.

Alvin took out another 60 pounds and handed them over. The other party took out twelve of them. The surface was silver and white, and there were complex and dazzling patterns on the bottom. There was even a small holy emblem engraved on the bottom.

Looking closely, there is the Church of the Night, the stars and the red half-moon on a black background, and the Church of Steam, with an inverted triangle and a gear pattern. It is completely impossible to tell whether the other party is an Extraordinary who belongs to the Church.

"Thank you." Alvin put away the Demon Hunter bullets on the table, got up and walked out of the door.

Alvin walked out of the room, did not return to the hall, but walked to the bathroom.

Not long after the transaction with Alvin, the lady left the original room, walked to another room, opened the door and entered, looked at the man in black robe opposite and said, "I want the potion formula of the Sequence 9 "lawyer" ."

In the bathroom compartment, Alvin took out the revolver, swiped the runner, poured out 3 ordinary bullets, and stuffed 3 of the Demon Hunter bullets he just bought into.

Put the bullets away, take out the spells and classify them, and put them in sequence.

"It looks like you need to make more pockets on your clothes, or buy a multi-purpose hunter belt."

Everything was tidied up, Alvin walked out of the cubicle, and with his trump card, he walked with confidence, and suddenly felt as if he could do it again.

Returning to his original position and sitting down, he silently calculated the money on his body, plus Miss Justice's 300 pounds, this time he brought a total of 309 pounds, leaving 144 pounds.

Looking at the blackboard, I can't afford what I can afford, but I can't buy what is useful or useful to me.

For example, Alvin is more interested in one of the cheapest magical items on the blackboard.

"Scholar's Notes" allows people to easily master all kinds of ritual magic, and can also vibrate to remind when there is danger. The price is 750 pounds.

Originally planned to sell two copies of the Sequence 9 potion, and took it down, after thinking about it, he still pretended to be a wave of old drivers.

Although such a party official provides a lot of convenience.

There must be a way to know what everyone trades, and it's better to be cautious. After all, the main purpose of this gathering is to target the Extraordinary who poured into Pritz Harbor.

Instead of letting them hide in the dark to do things, it is better to provide them with a platform to exchange messages.

After all, the official Beyonders of Backlund are also under great pressure. There are the most hidden Beyonders there, and there is no manpower to support them.

This is a harbor city, and it is the first stop for many Beyonders to land.

Therefore, among the three major churches in Pritz Harbor, the Church of Storms sent the mid-sequence "Wind Blessed One" as the leader to organize such a gathering to stabilize the situation.

He also doesn't have any enemies, and magical items are not necessary. This time, he will focus on stability, and he will look at it next time.

It is estimated that more than half of this hall is sent by major forces to test it. What if it is a trap? Next time, it is estimated that the news and items in the hands of the people who come here will be the highlight.

After waiting in this way for about an hour, the party ended, and everyone left the venue in an orderly manner, returning to the boats they were on when they came.

The small boat docked beside the big ship slowly drifted away in the storm and night.

"Goodbye, old William, the storm is with you."

"The storm is with you."

Just as Alvin climbed down the ladder, he heard a familiar voice, making him move.

The voice of "The Hanged Man", he trusted his memory, looked up in the heavy rain, and could only see the edge of the boat.

Open Spirit Vision? Shaking his head, he should have thought of it long ago.

There is no benefit to contacting the other party now, so he shook his head and continued to climb down.

When Williams returned to the boat, the sailboat was on the sea, swaying for about 20 minutes, and the group returned to the warehouse where the boat started.

After landing smoothly, Alvin stepped off the boat and sighed a little. He really deserved to be a Beyonder of the Sailor Path. To them, the sea was like returning home. It was so dark and innocent that they didn't know how they could tell the direction.

Seeing that after everyone got off the boat, no one left, so Alvin had to wait with the crowd.

The public carriage in the warehouse was long gone. After Williams jumped off the boat, he looked around and said to the crowd with a smile:

"It's still the old place, the pier in the East District, it's still the old rules. You leave every five minutes, and you'll be the first to leave."

"This is because I am afraid that I will be watched. It is more suspicious to leave it together until the end. It seems that the people here are basically Williams' regulars."

Seeing Mr. Williams, he took out his pocket watch and gestured to himself. Alvin sincerely thanked him and walked out of the warehouse quickly.

The East Wharf is the Port of Pritz, the former old wharf, and now here, there are various small warehouses and many goods, which are very complicated.

Alvin passed by here before, but never came in.

As long as he walks out of the cargo area of ​​the dock and finds the street, he can go back according to his memory,

It was not difficult for him, he took off his mask and threw it in through the gap in the door of a warehouse.

All the way, I turned on my spiritual vision, and in the heavy rain, I took a detour and walked towards the most remote street.

About ten minutes later, a group of people suddenly appeared in line of sight, coming towards him, Alvin immediately dodged and hid behind a pile of goods wrapped in tarpaulins.

Spirit vision swept away, the man in the lead, the other side was thin and strong, his line of sight was black and white, his skin color could not be seen, and his eye sockets were much sunken than the normal people of the Loen Kingdom.

Highlander? Or mixed? He nodded thoughtfully.

In the middle of the North Continent, at the beginning of the Honages Mountains, is a plateau with a dry climate. Most of it belongs to the Kingdom of Fenepot, the west is attributed to the Republic of Teas, and to the east is occupied by the Kingdom of Loen. The aborigines are thin and thin. Barbaric but brave and good at fighting has been one of the most troublesome problems for the three countries for a long time in the past, but with the improvement of gunpowder weapons and changes in the form of warfare, these plateau people finally recognized the reality and gave in completely.

A large part of them left the plateau, entered Backlund, entered Trier, entered Feneport City, entered various prosperous cities and ports in the Northern Continent, some became workers, and some became the fresh blood of local gangsters ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dare to fight and dare to kill, not afraid of big things.

Five or six of them were wearing raincoats, each holding a machete. The leader had a revolver around his waist and was pressing more than a dozen people toward the warehouse deep in the dock.

Alvin, who was hiding more than ten meters away, frowned as he looked at the dozen or so people who were tied and gagged and soaked in heavy rain.

"The gangster? It doesn't look like it. The person being escorted looks like a Loen, and they don't dress decently. They may be people from the street."

"Should you mind?" Alvin was hesitant, but he didn't really want to meddle in his own business.

"Made, hurry up." A plateau man with a short knife kicked. Because of the rain at night, he was the last person walking and was kicked to the ground.

"Be gentle, it's worthless if you're injured." The leader turned his head and reprimanded softly.

The younger brother immediately apologized with a smile, pushed the man lightly, and continued on his way.

"Money?" Alvin could feel wrong.

He touched the spell he just bought, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and decided not to follow.

After a while after leaving the pier, I went to the police station to report anonymously, so I didn't mind my own business.

Above the sea, on the boat that had just gathered, three clergymen were sitting together, watching around a picture scroll. The oil paintings on it were slowly wriggling to form a picture, which was exactly what happened at the gathering tonight.

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Note: For the gathering, refer to the process of “Justice” participating in the gathering of underground Beyonders.

Originally, I had a good idea, but I didn't record the working hours, so I forgot when I came.

For the price of the spell, refer to Klein's purchase of 50 rounds of special bullets. At that time, a 10-pound bullet was called to the price of 550.

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