Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System

Chapter 460 The Demon Hunter Arrives

Speaking of paying back the money, Yaro placed the twelve secret treasures in front of him and said with a smile:

"This is what I gained yesterday. Can you help me find a way to get rid of it? When you earn the magic stones, you can directly deduct from the middle the cost of the materials I used here before."

Except for a mad lion emblem that Yaro kept as a tactical supplement, all the secret treasures harvested from Morton are here.

The strongest of these secret treasures can only use level two magic, which is far inferior to the Shadow Wolf Pendant that Yaro once encountered. The Shadow Wolf Pendant only sold for 80 magic stones. In comparison, these half-invalid ones If the secret treasure is sold normally, it should be around 500 magic stones.

Harvey's shopkeeper understood.

In fact, it is to find yourself to deal with the dirty goods. Isn't the so-called "repayment" the agency fee to yourself?

But faced with a 'business' that could yield more than a hundred magic stones, he really couldn't refuse.

With just one glance, Harvey's shop owner suddenly let out a sigh:

"Curse Magic Crystal Boots?"

After looking carefully, Harvey's shop owner confirmed: "Yes, they are indeed cursed magic crystal boots."

Following Harvey's shopkeeper's gaze, Yaro asked in confusion: "What? These crystal boots are very famous?"

Shopkeeper Harvey asked the origin of these secret treasures without saying anything. He nodded and explained:

"It is rumored that this is a cursed magic weapon. It is said that the woman who wears it will soon meet the end of her destiny."

Yaro looked at the gorgeous crystal boots in surprise: "The end of destiny? It's just a low-level enchanted secret treasure. Is it such an exaggeration?"

Harvey's shop owner scratched his remaining hair:

"That's the rumor. It often appears in black market auction houses, and every time it appears, the value will be more expensive. As far as I know, the latest price has risen to more than 300 magic stones."

"It's going to increase in price?" Yaro couldn't understand. "Shouldn't this kind of secret treasure, which has obvious negative effects, be destroyed directly?"

Harvey's shopkeeper spread his hands and said, "How could it be destroyed? Such a very targeted treasure has a large audience."

"Audience? The story of the poisonous apple?" Yaro thought thoughtfully.

Shopkeeper Harvey nodded: "Yes, just like the fairy tale where the king dressed up as a wandering wizard and poisoned the poor little prince, when there is a fight within the family, such a cursed crystal boot is better than any powerful treasure. use."

"Huh? The king poisoned the little prince?"

Yaro didn't react for a moment, but he quickly recalled the stories he saw in the castle when he was young.

"Oh, yes, that's right, that's the story, Harvey, have you read that story too?"

Speaking of which, since Morton has this treasure in his collection, maybe Ian's mother was really killed by him.

"This is normal. Many wizard families have such books, because these fairy tales were created by a great star wizard. They will not be infected by strange powers and are very suitable for children to read. They have been circulated for many years. , is widely praised and loved." The owner of Harvey's shop deserves it.

I didn’t expect that a few small fairy tale books would have such a big origin.

Yaro was feeling a little emotional when he heard Harvey's shopkeeper ask: "Yue...Senior Brother, do you want to destroy it?"

"Of course not. As I said before, these secret treasures should be sold."

Fernando's wizard family offered two thousand magic stones a year, but they couldn't move Harvey, so Yaro naturally wasn't worried about Harvey's donation and running away.

Harvey's shopkeeper then looked around at the other secret treasures, his eyes moved slightly, and he said calmly: "Although these secret treasures are not very powerful, they are still famous around here. They can only go through the black market channels in the plains, but like this Come, there will be at least 50% off the loss..."

Yaro nodded and said: "I'll leave this matter to you, you can make the arrangements yourself... By the way, Harvey, do you have wind disc gold, wind chime stone, or evil spirit suppression stone here?"

Harvey's shopkeeper was startled: "Did you get the wind dragon armor made by Ian?"

He quickly came to his senses and quickly apologized: "Please forgive me for being presumptuous. Many of the materials for the Wind Dragon Armor were ordered from me, so I didn't react at the moment."

Yaro waved his hand: "It's okay. News should spread soon. You will naturally know what happened by then... By the way, don't tell Ian about my affairs."

Isn't Ian dead?

Harvey nodded, gathered his thoughts, and led Yaro to the material library, explaining at the same time:

"Wind Disc Gold is made of light material and has its own wind magic power. I will also add some of it to the armor I imitate.

The wind chime stone can adjust the wind disc gold on the armor.

These materials are kept in stock in the warehouse.

As for the evil spirit suppression stone, although this material is not high-end, its uses are really limited. In addition to being used to adjust the demon bone powder, some relatively weak hunting teams will use this kind of stone as a weapon. If the amount required by adults is not If it's big, I can ask the nearby hunting supplies store to help bring some over. "

"Okay," Yaro then said, "Can you help me prepare silver essence, vanadium fossils, fish-man glue, desert salamander blood...these materials? I will pay you the magic stone at the market price."

…

With the space bracelet as a cover, Yaro's behavior was a little more relaxed. After leaving the Mannheim market for a while, he received all the purchased materials into the space ring, and then rode a brisk horse. Towards the viscounty territory.

Yaro originally planned to go directly to the Dryad Forest, but when he arrived near Lix City, someone summoned him.

"My Lord, there are three strange-looking guests waiting for you at the Viscount's Mansion. They arrived before dawn. They have been waiting for most of the day."

Strange-looking guest?

Yaro's heart moved, those demon hunters are finally here? I wonder how many magic plants were brought?

"Take me there."

The once gorgeous decoration of the Viscount Mansion no longer exists, leaving only incomplete traces and simple carvings.

After the gold and silver were stripped off, the appearance of the mansion became a little more desolate, but it was lively because of the comings and goings of people.

The delicate flowers in the garden have long since disappeared, and the tenacious little yellow flowers sparsely occupy this fertile land, as if they are new vitality bred in the volcano.

When Yaro walked by, the passing servants and craftsmen stopped one after another and saluted devoutly and gratefully.

"Praise you, may your power be endless and your glory last forever, great lord!"

"Praise you, may your sword shine invincibly, and your magic drive away all evil, great lord!"

"Praise you, may your victory be unstoppable, and may your name be sung forever, great lord!"

"Thank you for your blessings." Yaro returned the greeting with a smile.

In this way, we walked all the way to the drawing room of the Viscount Mansion.

"Master Yue." The tall Dylan saluted immediately.

Yaro nodded, and Anabe next to him immediately came up to him and saluted:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Yue."

This time he no longer calls him ‘Mr. Yue Xiao’.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Anabe, um, and these two gentlemen whose names I don't know." As he said that, Yaro turned his attention to the two people beside Anabe.

"Good afternoon, distinguished Viscount, I am Francis. It is an honor to meet you." Francis stroked his chest and bowed, saluting neatly.

He is tall and burly, with strong and strong muscles. He has thick short silver-white hair, a pair of sharp blue eyes under his thick eyebrows, an obvious scar on his left cheek, a resolute face, and a slight beard on his chin. A feeling of firmness and courage.

Wearing a strange armor that is half metal and half leather, it carries a large sword and a powerful crossbow on its back.

"Edgar!"

Edgar saluted simply and concisely.

He has a handsome appearance, deep eyes, and a very neatly groomed mustache under his tall nose. His figure is well-proportioned and flexible. He is wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, which makes him look a little thin compared to the giant bear-like figure next to him. .

Carrying a double-edged dagger and a well-crafted short bow.

Berserkers and assassins?

Hmm...and the old mercenary next to him.

This was Yaro's first impression of them.

However, although these three people have different styles, they all have a weird feeling in their appearance, as if they have had too many plastic surgeries and a lot of hyaluronic acid, giving people a fake and weird feeling.

"Lord Moon, these two are mercenaries who gave up their identity as demon hunters like me. They came here this time to deliver on our previous agreement." Anabe, who was full of beard, introduced beside him.

"Welcome to my territory as guests...Oh, by the way, Dylan, can my living room still receive these distinguished guests?" Yaro said, looking at Dylan next to him.

Yaro has not forgotten the mess he saw in the living room last time.

Dylan, who was wearing a black formal suit, opened the door to the living room next to him, held his chest and bowed gracefully: "Sir, the gold and silver decoration in the living room cannot be repaired in a short time.

However, the furniture and furnishings in the living room have been rearranged to ensure tidiness and comfort, and the walls and floors have been carefully cleaned and cared for.

At the same time, we have also prepared tea and snacks for the guests. We hope that the guests will not be offended. "

"This is already good."

Yaro smiled, and then explained to several former demon hunters beside him: "Some accidents happened in the viscount territory before, and the entire viscount mansion was almost ransacked. If there is any problem, please forgive me. .”

Although there was a big bag next to them, which seemed to contain magic plants, Yaro did not mention a word about magic plants.

‘Berserker’ Francis seemed to be unable to bear it any longer: "Mr. Yue, we are here..."

Before he could finish speaking, the veteran Anabe took the first step and said loudly: "So we are Mr. Yue's first guests? Oh, Francis, Edgar, we are so honored!"

With that said, he walked through the door.

What comes into view in the living room is a bright light, with soft sunlight streaming in through the large windows, illuminating the entire space.

Draperies in light tones add a touch of warmth to the light, and smooth wooden flooring exudes a natural and cozy feel.

There is a group of upright wooden chairs placed in the center. The wooden chairs are covered with a layer of soft fabric, which makes them feel soft and comfortable just at a glance. There are some green plants dotted around, making the entire living room look more simple and natural.

It is different from the drunken and decadent days of the past, nor is it like the dilapidated depression before.

It also has charm and beauty.

But after all, they just used some of the earlier curtains in the Viscount's mansion, asked the carpenter to make a set of chairs, and added a little decoration, and the entire living room completely changed.

"Very good! Dylan, you are a professional!" Yaro praised without hesitation.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Dylan nodded politely and then asked: "Mr. Yue, do I need to prepare any other tea for you? We are currently preparing sirloin black tea, lemongrass tea, and some coffee arrived yesterday. If necessary, we can grind it immediately. "

"Is there any more blueberry cider?"

"Yes." Dylan nodded.

"Give me a bottle of fruit wine. It's already evening, and I don't want to be unable to sleep all night." Yaro smiled, then looked at the guests next to him, "What about you?"

Francis: “Sirloin black tea.”

Edgar: "Coffee, two spoons of sugar, no milk."

Anabe sat on the soft chair generously and waved: "Is there any beer? No? Okay, give me a bottle of fruit wine, too."

Soon, the drinks were served.

Yaro signaled the maids to step back, then played with the wine glass, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he asked casually: "Can you tell me why you suddenly came here today?"

Anabe stuffed a piece of pastry casually, eating crumbs everywhere, and said nonchalantly: "Because they didn't want to pay attention to you before, but suddenly they knew what happened yesterday, so they anxiously called me to come find you. .”

Francis drank his tea calmly, as if it wasn't him he was talking about.

Edgar was frowning at Anabe's eating appearance, and even couldn't help but said: "Anabe, can you be more careful when you eat."

"If there is anything to pay attention to, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuaｎ.com. Every time you have something to eat, don't eat more. When there is nothing to eat, you will know you are hungry... Come on, Francis, you can try this pastry too. not bad."

Seeing that Anabe was eating well, Yaro also picked up a piece of pastry.

Hmm...it's not that the taste is bad, the normal pastry taste is far inferior to Anabe's previous barbecue.

After finishing a piece, Yaro stopped doing anything, picked up the wine glass, slowly drank the fruit wine in the glass, and turned his attention to the other two people: "Why did you change your mind?"

Anabe swallowed the food in his mouth hard, and without waiting to catch his breath, he answered quickly: "It's not because of your strength anyway."

Yaro couldn't help laughing: "Do you believe this?"

"Not just because of your strength." Edgar added calmly.

Francis, who seemed rude, nodded and said: "No matter how strong you are, what does it have to do with us? What did you promise? That was what Anabe promised. We have all broken away from our status as demon hunters, and we are at best friends with him. relation.

I have never heard of the idea that you can help your friends deal with something. "

(End of chapter)