My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

"Look what good stuff I caught?" Nick smiled broadly, with joy in his voice.

Crown saw that the beast's scales were matte off-white with yellow wavy patterns on them.

Its back was injured and bled blue blood.

Stepping forward, he touched the beast that kept roaring with his hand. It felt smooth and slightly cool. With his level as a second-level demon scholar, Crown recognized that this should be a demon monster with extraordinary strength - Iron Eater. beast.

This is a strange monster that feeds on ore and can excrete crude metal slag.

Their scales fall off once a year, and these scales can be smelted again to make advanced armor. The advantage is that it is light in weight, has excellent defense against puncture damage, and has high resistance to elemental damage.

He judged from the color of the iron-eating beast's scales that this monster's diet this year was iron ore and copper ore.

There was an angry look in the monster's eyes, but there was no crazy factor, indicating that it had not been mutated by the gray mist.

‘Looks like I’m going to get rich this time’, he thought to himself.

"You didn't recognize it? This is an iron-eating beast. It's very useful." The priest thought he didn't recognize it, so he explained happily, "There should be an introduction to this kind of monster in the basics of extraordinary knowledge. You didn't read carefully enough! "

Geralt sneered from the side: "If I hadn't stopped it, you would have killed it."

Nick waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I'm just trying out the monster's ability to withstand attacks."

"Haha", the demon hunter smiled without mercy.

"What about the casualties?" Crown changed the topic that embarrassed the priest.

"One died and six were injured. Five of them were slightly injured, and the other's forearm was knocked off by its tail. Fortunately, I was deep in the mine at the time, otherwise there would have been more casualties." Nick paused. Sighing, "The deceased will be cremated tonight."

"Deaths and injuries are inevitable, so let's think about how to raise this monster." Geralt patted the priest on the shoulder. "This thing can dig holes in the ground very fast, and the iron chain cannot tie it down."

He asked again: "When will the promised reward be paid? Protecting people is more tiring than killing monsters."

"Well, I told him that the reward is to hire him for three days, get one of each of your two talismans, and a bottle of strength potion."

"No problem, then the settlement will be made once every three days." Crown nodded, "Mr. Geralt, are you interested in making extra money?"

The man with alabaster hair raised his eyebrows, and there was a bright flash in his eyes: "What kind of extra money? I'm very interested."

"Let's talk as we walk. The wounded need to be treated as soon as possible." Crown turned around, Geralt followed immediately, and the convoy continued to move forward.

"Be my swordsman training partner. According to the previous price, you can get a gold shield an hour."

"Five, five golden shields per hour." Geralt stretched out his palm and spread his fingers. "You are much stronger now than before, and sparring will be much more tiring."

The demon hunter raised his eyebrows and said with a strange smile: "I learned the price increase from you."

Crown laughed. He understood that the other party was still unhappy with him for raising the price of the talisman.

"No problem, do you have any extra spirit coins? I am willing to buy the ordinary quality spirit coins in your hand at a higher price than the market price."

"That's not possible. The effect of the spirit coins will become more and more powerful. I still have this sense of smell." Geralt blinked and smiled, with an expression of 'I have seen through you': "The church has purification I know the spirit coin’s magic circle.”

The scar on the edge of his left eye twisted, giving off a fierce look even though he was smiling.

"Then what price do you think is appropriate?"

"I'll lend it to you, and you'll have to give me gold spirit coins when you pay it back."

Crown bared his teeth: "Loan shark, how much can you pay?"

"There are only six. You only need to give me five gold spirit coins." The demon hunter asked, "When do you want it? But you need to give me two gold spirit coins first, and you can wait for the remaining three." .”

The only six spiritual coins were accumulated by their master and apprentice in the past two years and were the last reserves. Two of them were earned from the priest a few days ago and would not be used unless absolutely necessary. This time the opportunity was good, so he was willing to take it out.

"It won't be used until a few days later. I'll ask you to borrow it then." Crown planned to wait until the Breathing Technique and Cross Sword Liver were upgraded, and then continue to use the spirit coins to speed up the proficiency of the Spirit Controlling Technique and the Golden Light Spell.

As for how the spirit coins came about, of course they were borrowed.

If the town regains contact with the outside world, it will not be difficult to pay back the money with his skills. Now it can be improved a little bit.

After getting the response from the demon hunter, he turned and looked behind him. Before he could speak, Nick said: "Borrowing spirit coins, right? No problem. Have you used up so many spirit coins? At your current stage, At the warrior level, spirit coins are rarely used."

The two of them spoke just now without deliberately lowering their voices, so the people behind them could hear them clearly.

Kroun said with a "hehe" smile: "The production of talisman seals requires the use of pure spiritual essence."

He plans to hang out in the church circle as a warrior. When he goes out, the spirit controller will be his other vest. When the time comes, he will buy an evil spirit with other abilities to disguise his new identity in all aspects.

"I don't have many spiritual coins left in my hand. I still need to keep a batch for my own use. I can only support you. I guess twenty."

'Damn rich people', Geralt cursed secretly in his heart. The master and apprentice were in danger many times, and they only accumulated a few spirit coins in two years, but a small town priest could save dozens of spirit coins. Coin's possessions made him jealous.

. . . .

After the convoy entered the fence, the gatekeeper twisted the turntable, and the gate was lowered with a "squeaking" sound.

Geralt asked: "I'm going back first. Should we start sparring in the evening or after 7 o'clock? Where is the location?"

"Yes, the time is still the same, and the location is in this open space." Crown responded with a slight tap of his foot.

The demon hunter nodded and looked to the other side: "Father, don't forget to pay me the extra reward!"

He waved his hand and left with satisfaction.

"What extra reward?" Crown asked puzzledly.

"He reminded me that the monster was an extraordinary iron-eating beast. I was very happy after I captured the monster alive, so I promised to give him two hundred gold shields for information consultation fee." Nick spread his hands and lowered his voice:

"At that time, I didn't even think about iron-eating beasts, because this mining area was relatively barren and was abandoned after a few years of mining. It would not attract such rare and extraordinary creatures at all. Do you understand what I mean?"

The priest said it very cryptically, but how could Croun not understand that he was a second-level demon scholar.

He nodded imperceptibly: "Of course I understand, we have made a fortune."

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

Iron-eating beasts will only appear in rich ores, which means there is a rich vein of ore hidden under this poor ore. There will be some associated gems in the rich mines. These gems are excellent casting materials. If the quality is good, the warlocks are willing to pay a good price.

Leaving aside the mineral veins, the scales shed by the iron-eating beasts are high-grade materials for making armor. Many knights are proud to own a set of such armor.

Nick said softly: "Look for an opportunity to survey the size of the vein. If it is a micro-sized vein, it will be between us. The quality of small or above needs to be reported to the church, and we will have some soup along with it."