The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Newcomen frowned. As a former fifth-level alchemist, he held a high position in the kingdom and usually would not consider money at all. Judging by Sigmund's attitude at this time, it is obvious that he is not purely for profit.

There is no patent protection in this country. After all, fists are often stronger than the law, and there is no way to communicate with them to explain these things.

But if this thing has been modified by Newcomen to form a unique rune mark, then, while elevating Newcomen's identity, it will also form a so-called identity protection for the alien phone.

Unless the same level 6 puts down his body and deciphers Newcomen's runes, otherwise this is a stronger guarantee than the law.

After explaining a few words, Newcomen seemed to understand Sigmund's thinking, because in his eyes, this is just a one-on-one communication tool. Considering the rune marks and materials, only the royal, nobles and great merchants.

But in Sigmund's view, this is just the beginning.

The power of communication is immense.

A certain goose is able to take the lead every step of the way and dominate the world because it has opened up the communication.

In the beginning, it was true that only this kind of equipment with rune imprints could be manufactured, but after Newcomen's status improved, a truly improved, widely promoted alien phone might be able to go online.

In fact, after knowing the identity of Louis, Sigmund faintly felt a sense of crisis.

He, Louis, is the prince of the Kingdom of Elam, a crown prince who could have been crowned king, but he gave up his throne inexplicably. If he is just an ordinary person, there are many explanations that can be explained.

But in fact he is a hidden moon contractor.

It is a powerful and extraordinary profession with terrifying methods such as predicting the future and tampering with memories.

If he was hiding in the shadows, what was such a terrible man after?

If he really died as rumored, then what would make a transcendent who could see the future feel hopeless.

So from then on, Sigmund knew that his future would never be smooth sailing. If you don't want to die too badly, then you must do something before the real crisis comes.

Using all means and abilities to make his strength and influence stronger, for Sigmund, he has changed from a passive recipient to an active explorer.

Even if fate is already doomed and the future cannot be changed, it would be too embarrassing not to struggle.

If it was the past, he might just ignore it after providing the blueprint of ideas, but now Sigmund has begun to actively consider more follow-up matters.

Although there are many things that cannot be explained clearly, Newcomen and Savery trust him extremely and are also optimistic about his talent, so many things are thrown to Sigmund, and they only concentrate on the research in hand.

Scott hadn't formally applied for the status of a permanent member, but time was running out. After the direction was determined, the two of Newcomen got busy.

Afraid of being pulled down by them as a strong man, Sigmund found a reason and quickly slipped away. As for the specific material selection, wiring laying, and stable spiritual power support, let them worry about these things.

Professional things are left to professional people.

It was almost noon when he came out, and Sigmund was not familiar with the nearby neighborhoods, so he jumped into the carriage and went straight to the coffee shop where he met when he remembered the agreement with Marek.

Harveyan River.

Sitting in a coffee shop by the river, Marek is different from the slovenly ones in Liam City, where he has to wear a neat suit and an awkward top hat because of the constant in and out of special occasions.

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."

In Abetus, Sigmund finally experienced the treatment that only later generations can have.

Yes, traffic jams.

In fact, horse-drawn carriages are more dangerous than automobiles.

After all, cars don't just go crazy, and horses don't just go berserk, they also go into heat. On the way here, he happened to encounter a similar emergency.

It was an exciting scene.

The girl in the car was thrown out of the street, and all the gentlemen and ladies on the street watched the most primitive collision of the two animals with wide eyes.

Especially those ladies and girls who seem to be gentle. While covering half of their faces with fans, they peeked carefully through the gaps, and made exclamation sounds from time to time.

"My God, this is scary."

"No wonder the article says that this man looks like a stallion in heat."

"Oh, God, I would rather my man is like this!" A similar complaint was also made.

So Sigmund experienced the first traffic jam after coming to this world.

"Three steaks, two fried sausages, eggs, yes, and..." He greeted Marek casually, drank the coffee at his seat, and Sigmon couldn't wait to order food .

He was starving and must treat himself well.

But at this moment, Marek stood up involuntarily, dropped a few banknotes, dragged Sigmund and walked out the door.

"Why are you here now, come with me!"

"Where are you going? Let me eat something."

"Go to the Duke's Mansion, Duke Dressel wants to see you!" Marek replied without looking back.

"Dressel?" The leader of the demon hunters, the real big boss, Sigmund was really surprised.

"Why does he want to see me?"

"Let's talk on the road!"

Taking out a few banknotes and throwing them on the passing table, he picked up the pancake steak that the guests hadn't had time to eat, and Sigmund quickly followed Marek's footsteps.

"Hell, my food!"

The horseshoe was brisk, and on the way to the Duke's mansion, Marek explained everything to Sigmund.

"I have observed that your chaos value has not fluctuated at all during the half month we have carried out the mission together."

"Really?" Sigmund laughed.

"Maybe my nature is more optimistic, or the threshold of chaos value is higher."

"Don't talk nonsense to me." Marek stared.

"I'm a senior demon hunter. Judging a person's chaos value through some external performance is a basic ability. I'm sure that you don't seem to be able to feel the impact of any extraordinary events."

"Does this have anything to do with the Duke seeing me?" Sigmund noticed something.

"It has a lot to do with it. The direction the Duke explores is very difficult, and he requires a lot of mental tolerance. I'm already very special, but I can barely meet his requirements."

"After entering the 5th level, because some cognitions made me realize that his direction might be correct, coupled with some other reasons, I finally retreated in strength and almost died because of it, and then walked on because of the accident at Cross Street. a new path."

"But this road is not smooth, and there will be many hardships in the future. If it is really like what I observed, then this chaotic path is almost tailor-made for you!"

"Having said that, your talent is so good that it makes people envious. It's the same in the creation contract, and it's the same in the hunter contract."

"Do you know that these two contracts have only been developed in recent years, far from being as old as other contracts, so you are very likely to become a pioneer of one of them and achieve unimaginable achievements!" Ma Lei Ke also inevitably showed a trace of envy.

"Maybe it's two things." Sigmund joked, "This direction seems dangerous. Is there any specific benefit after choosing?"

"benefit?"

Marek laughed strangely, "If you are talented enough to become the Duke's most proud student, then in the Kingdom of Elam, except for the princess, you can be any woman..."

"Okay, okay." Sigmund shook his head helplessly.

How stupid of me to ask the captain such a question.

Yes, in his cognition, there may be nothing else other than having sex with people.

No, there are still.

Have sex with more people.