Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Ron thought about what Chelsea had told him.

If one of them is Count Eugene, then the other is most likely Marquis Alfred.

The two of them met the king together, maybe to apply for war?

"No wonder the king's expression didn't look good at that time. It turned out to be because of this."

Ron understood King Meredith's mood very well. No matter which side he was on, he was his subject. Regardless of victory or defeat, the loser was the king himself.

"I don't know what happened between Earl Eugene and Marquis Alfred to make it so that war has to begin now."

Ron thought confused.

——

I don’t know if it was because of what happened between Earl Eugene and Marquis Alfred, but Ron didn’t come across the tax increase mentioned by Viscount Gordon, and no one came to talk to him.

After the investiture ceremony, Ron left the palace directly.

Outside the palace, Sig and others looked forward eagerly, and immediately gathered around Ron when they saw him.

"Lord Lord."

Ron felt funny when he saw their nervous expressions. He knew what they wanted to ask. He didn't act like a Riddler. He directly took out the conferment documents and showed them to everyone. There was also the king's exclusive seal on it.

Everyone was overjoyed.

Thomas smiled and asked: "Lord, now that the matter is done, shall we return to the territory now?"

"Have you finished what I assigned you?" Ron asked.

"Soon."

"Then we'll go back when you're all done."

The date to go back was set like this. After finally making a trip, Ron didn't want to go back just like that.

Sig and others continued to complete the tasks ordered by Ron, while he himself browsed the store leisurely.

Speaking of which, Ron also promised to bring specialty products to Erin.

"Buy some for Egbert and Abel too, don't favor one over the other." Ron chuckled and stepped into a gift shop.

When he came out again, he was followed by a store employee, "Sir, these things will be delivered to your residence from our store."

"Well, please."

"You're welcome."

Ron watched him leave, leaving an item in his hand, and then he played with it while heading towards the Adventurers Association.

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"Sir, this is just an ordinary earring. No matter how you identify it, the result will be the same."

The staff of the Adventurers Association said this to Ron.

Hearing the other party's affirmative answer, Ron put on an angry expression, "No way, I got this from the ancient ruins. You see it's still so new. It must have gathered divine power. It can't be an ordinary thing."

The staff behind the counter showed a helpless expression, and the adventurers around them all showed mocking looks.

Ron turned a blind eye to these. The earrings he bought casually from the street certainly didn't have magical powers.

However, there are entries given by him!

There was a white entry with the effect of [increase 5% charm]. There was no entry when he first bought it. He added this later.

Generally speaking, most of the entries generated by accessories are to increase the charm, but the names of the entries are different every time.

Hearing the determination of the people from the Adventurer Association, Ron came to the conclusion that the entry he wrote could not be authenticated.

Just as he picked up his earrings and was about to leave, an old man in blue robe came down the stairs.

"Sir, can you hand over the jewelry in your hand to the old man for appraisal?" the old man said to Ron.

"Sir Gerald, do you think this is a piece of jewelry that contains divine power?" The staff member seemed to respect the old man very much, and his attitude was obviously different.

When Ron was confused about who this person was who suddenly appeared, the adventurer next to him told him the answer.

"It turns out to be Gerald. He is a third-level magician! He is proficient in imparting magic and is a good friend of the branch president of the Adventurer Association."

"Why would such a powerful person want to identify that kid's trash? Is that earring really a magical item?!"

At the end, the adventurers' voices were full of shock and regret.

"sure."

Ron nodded and handed the earrings to the magister in front of him. He also wanted to know if such a powerful person could identify the entries added to the earrings.

Later, Ron saw Gerald placing the earrings on the counter, holding a wand and chanting a long spell.

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint light suddenly appeared, and Sinnoh patterns appeared around the earrings placed on the counter, forming a circle.

Is this identification magic?

Although he had never seen it before, the answer appeared in Ron's mind.

a long time.

Gerald put away his wand, and others looked at him curiously. The staff asked: "Sir Gerald, is this jewelry really what he said it is?"

Gerald frowned, then shook his head.

The people around him booed and looked at Ron with strange eyes.

Gerald added: "Although there is no divine power, the charm magic is applied to this earring. No, it shouldn't be magic. I can't tell what it is. It's not like divine power or magic. I can only be sure of it." Effect."

Hey, he can see that there is something.

Ron was surprised in his heart but remained calm on the outside.

According to Gerald, the entries he created for the items were not a power unique to this world, but more like a brand new rule.

"How is this possible?" The young staff member looked surprised.

Gerald said calmly: "Don't be surprised. We usually use magic arrays for identification, so the accuracy is inevitably reduced a lot. It's normal that we can't identify it."

After explaining, he turned to Ron and said, "Gentlemen, if this item can be sold to Old Man, Old Man is willing to pay a high price to buy it and study it."

Sell?

That's impossible, Ron wanted to laugh in his heart. He came to the identification just to verify whether it could be identified. Now that he knows the result, of course he won't stay any longer.

"This is something I have gone through life and death to get. I won't sell it!" Ron took the earrings from his hand and turned to leave.

"I offer 5,000 gold coins!"

Ron paused, then raised his foot again, and Gerald's quote came from behind again, "10,000 gold coins!"

"Wow, 10,000 gold coins, how much is that? Is that thing really worth that much?"

"What do you know? Gerald is a third-level magician. This amount of money is nothing in his eyes. Moreover, for magicians, what they research is valuable. No matter how much money they spend, It’s all worth it.”

The adventurers lowered their heads and whispered, looking at Ron with envy and jealousy.

However, Ron's footsteps still did not stop. Gerald gritted his teeth and shouted with all his strength: "30,000 gold coins! This is all the money left by the old man. If sir is still not satisfied, please report I will repay the money I owe with my own hands in the future."

With a swish sound, Ron quickly came to Gerald, handed the earrings into his hands, and said movedly: "I'm not doing this for money, but your spirit moved me, old man. So, I’d like to sell you this earring!”

Gerald: "."

Then don’t stress the word ‘sell’ so hard!

Under the witness of everyone, Gerald received the earring with mysterious power, and Ron received 30,000 gold coins.

"I have been conducting magic research recently. I have spent a lot of money purchasing materials. I will pay back the money I owe when the funds are sufficient." Gerald said with a smile. He got what he wanted and had new research items. , there is nothing more joyful than this.

"It's okay. The old gentleman can come back anytime he wants. By the way, I live in Arnold's territory. The old gentleman can come to my territory as a guest." Ron said and prepared to leave.

Gerald grabbed him and asked shamelessly: "I would like to ask you which ancient ruins you found this thing in?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding adventurers pricked up their ears, waiting for Ron to spit out the name of the ancient ruins, and immediately went to hunt for treasures.

Ron looked solemn and said: "This is an exclusive secret and cannot be told."