People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

Misronde is a city built by elves, but in fact, when Tang Sen brought the dwarves to the market of Misronde, all they saw were humans and there was no trace of elves at all.

This made Tang Sen a little regretful. He was still quite curious about the elves. This race has unique advantages. Not only are they handsome in appearance, but their combat power is also amazing. In fact, in Middle-earth, the power of the elves is not inferior to that of the dwarves. , even more comprehensive in terms of skills.

If you can abduct a group of elves, it will definitely help your plan a lot.

However, the appearance of Tang Sen and others in Mithronde actually attracted no less attention than the appearance of elves. Not to mention that dwarves rarely show off on such a large scale. Tang Sen's unique face also attracted a lot of attention. The humans looked sideways.

Compared to humans in Middle-earth, Tang Sen's facial features are obviously much softer, but the dwarves can't tell the difference.

"A healthy pony costs five silver coins. We have twenty-four dwarves, so we need one hundred and twenty silver coins. Plus food and supplies, we need at least one hundred and fifty silver coins."

Shalin and Tang Sen walked side by side in the same row, chattering incessantly: "I think this money can be saved. Dwarves have enough endurance to walk."

"I didn't." Townsend said bluntly: "I've had enough of walking."

"Besides, the problems that can be solved with money are all small ones. Don't worry, I will pay for all the money. You just need to take me to find the best horse."

"By the way, there is also a clothing store. I need to change my clothes."

It wasn't that Tang Sen wanted some exquisite and decent clothes. He would have to travel a long distance and even the most exquisite clothes wouldn't last long. It was just that he urgently needed a piece of clothing with a hood.

But you can't expect there to be no moonlight every night. Tang Sen doesn't plan to reveal his identity as an immortal for the time being.

"Of course it's easy to do things if you have money!" Shalin pointed to a roadside shop: "The sign of that shop has the elves' logo, which means that the clothes inside are produced by elves. Well, those damn clothes made by elves are so fancy. Good for nothing, but very expensive!”

She waved her arms, her tone full of resentment: "A fine long sword made by a dwarf only sells for a few silver coins, but an elf cloak actually costs hundreds of silver coins! What kind of fool would be fooled like this? "

Tang Sen glanced at her and said, "That's what I want to buy."

In fact, elf clothing is indeed worth the price. The highest-grade elf cloak has various properties, including being warm in winter and cool in summer, never getting wet, and reducing the sense of presence. At a critical moment, wearing an elf cloak may be able to escape Oak's evil gaze.

He strolled into the shop, and dwarves poured in, crowding the shop to the brim.

"Bring out the best stuff here!"

Sarin slapped the counter and yelled.

The shopkeeper was shocked, thinking that these dwarves were crazy and wanted to do some business without capital.

"A cloak with a hood, don't worry, the price is not an issue." Tang Sen's words successfully calmed the shop owner's panic, and he quickly found a dark green elf cloak.

"The good stuff I just bought from the elves, one hundred and fifty silver coins."

Tang Sen stretched out his hand to take it. The cloak felt extremely soft in his hands. He knew it would be close-fitting and comfortable even without putting it on.

So Tang Sen took out a mithril coin and said, "I don't have any silver coins, but I think this is enough to pay for the cloak."

"Wait!" the dwarves suddenly roared: "Are you going to use mithril to buy a fancy elf cloak?"

"It's not necessary to use mithril, but obviously, I'm so poor that all I have left is mithril." Tang Sen spread his hands: "If you can get one hundred and fifty silver coins, I don't mind using mithril coins and money." Let’s change.”

"I have two silver coins with me! Where are you!" Shalin raised his hand first and shouted: "Quick, let's join together!"

"I have three!"

"Five!"

".I don't have a penny on me, but my hammer is worth at least ten!"

The scene was chaotic. Tang Sen slapped his forehead, feeling helpless.

Obviously the twenty-four dwarves combined couldn't even collect one hundred and fifty silver coins. He didn't want to see the dwarves sell their equipment just because of such a trivial matter, so he directly put the mithril coins into the hands of the shopkeeper. Pick up the elf cloak and leave.

Keep the change, please.

The shop owner was a little at a loss: "Guest, I have no precedent of paying with mithril here. Besides, is this really mithril?"

"Huh?" Twenty-four pairs of eyes that were red with anger stared at him.

"." The shop owner shut up decisively: "Welcome to visit us next time!"

Until Tang Sen used mithril coins in exchange for horses and supplies, the dwarves still did not stop condemning Tang Sen's wasteful behavior.

These dwarves do not speak politely. They do regard Tang Sen as their employer. They can die to protect Tang Sen in order to fulfill their duties, but this does not mean that they will treat Tang Sen as politely as a king.

In fact, dwarves have no such thing as courtesy.

Tang Sen will not try to let the dwarves change this. The methods used to deal with pirates in the previous world are not effective on dwarves. If you want to gain the respect of the dwarves, you can never use inducement or fear.

Amidst such noise, the group finally left Misrond and officially embarked on their journey.

At this time, Tang Sen had already put on a dark green elf cloak, and the hood made his entire face in shadow. Coupled with the tall black horse under his crotch that stood out in front of the dwarves' short horses, the whole person looked profound and mysterious. , more wizard than wizard.

However, this profound atmosphere was quickly ruined because Tang Sen could not ride a horse and staggered around almost falling.

"Tell me, besides being rich, what else do you want?!" Shalin rode a pony alongside Tang Sen, always on guard against Tang Sen falling off his horse and getting injured, while complaining loudly: "You are the one I see. The weakest human being ever! Yes, this is not the first time I have said this!"

"Isn't being rich enough?" Tang Sen tried hard to get used to the bumps on the horse.

"." Shalin was speechless.

With horses to travel, the group moved much faster. As the sun set, the jungle of Taqiu was already in front of them.

"Stop!" Shalin's expression suddenly became serious and he stared into the jungle.

"Something's wrong!"

Tang Sen almost fell over due to the sudden rein in his horse, but finally managed to stabilize his body. He looked towards the jungle and saw that in the dusk, the shadows of the trees were shrouded in darkness and there was silence.

"I feel the breath of Oak." Shalin said solemnly.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Sharda picked up the hammer from the horse's belly and shouted: "Charge in! Crush all the Oaks!"

"Waaagh!"

The other dwarves immediately raised their weapons in excitement.

"What are you thinking! Fighting with the Oak Cavalry in the jungle?" Shalin yelled angrily: "Those wargs can bite off a pony's neck in one bite!"

"The person who bought these horse flowers is Mithril!"

Will start adding more the day after tomorrow.