Blood of Mercury

Old Tom is a native of the city of wealth, and he is proud of his origin.

Yes, the City of Fortune - he never considered himself a Carr.

From here, he can get in touch with people from all over the world. Whether it is Mrs. Triss from Titan, Father Tafli from Suze, or even the silent wizard from Ferraro, whether it is graceful or bold or fearless of death, Old Tom is very concerned about his origin. I felt a deep sense of inferiority.

Yes, what are the advantages of the Caral people? Rustic, selfish, preoccupied - rather, it's just because he's a Carral that he's an idle bum.

No one hires him, no one gives him a job, no matter how he thinks it is because he is a Caral, right?

Old Tom lamented like this, curling up sadly in the corner every day.

In short, it is definitely not my own reason. Last month, there was a wizard who wanted Old Tom to help him with experiments. How could Old Tom, who is so optimistic about him, not be able to complete such a simple task?

That was a turning point in his life, but was stopped by a jealous "friend" of his.

The man said that the wizard had bad intentions for him, that the wizard just wanted to use old Tom as experimental material, that if old Tom went with him, he would die, stupid things like that, and then put the The wizard was killed.

Even if he was given half of the wizard's property without doing anything, Old Tom hated his "friend" to the core.

How could you possibly be deceived? To be regarded as that what...experimental material? Old Tom deeply believed that he had always been an excellent person, a smart person who killed several full-scale professionals with his bare hands without having a job.

If it weren't for the lack of opportunity, old Tom would have long since become a black iron—no, a bronze-ranked powerhouse. And to be a wizard! Become a smart wizard!

Old Tom always remembered the name of the person who blocked his chance - Justin. A Titan who is crazy because of his official status as an assassin, and can't be hypocritical if he has a few money at home. Since then, old Tom has resolutely moved out of Justin's warm home and lived outside in the colder and colder wind.

Isn't it a professional? What's so cool about it?

Today's old Tom still hugs his knees, drapes three sheets of cloth on his body, curls up in the corner lazily basking in the winter sun, waiting for today's bread.

It must be said that the Silent Wizard is indeed a foreigner, and he does not understand the rules of the city of wealth at all.

With the gold coins on it, he actually wanted to distribute food to every homeless person in his own street!

But this is even better. Just like at Justin's house, free food will be delivered on time every day without doing anything. That way he wouldn't be bothered to rob passers-by. After all, in the City of Wealth, maybe a passerby is an extremely strong person who can stab him to death with a single finger.

Suddenly, he felt a very obvious vibration coming from under him.

what happened?

Before he realized what had happened, a huge explosion sounded from about half a block away from him. A wave of air rolled dust into his eyes, making him unable to see anything.

...that direction, Papa Tafley's tavern?

Based on the direction from which the sound came from before, he made a vague guess based on his memory.

"Is Daddy Tafrey alright..."

He murmured, just about to stand up, but when he saw a nasty figure flashed past and got into the tavern, Old Tom pouted and curled up again.

Whatever it is, it doesn't matter to him anyway.

"Why don't you go and save people?"

An old but stern voice came from behind him.

"It's none of my business."

Old Tom muttered, and put the rag that was almost blown away by the storm just now, and put it back on himself.

He glanced back inadvertently, but almost stared out his eyes: "...Master wizard?"

A figure wearing a black robe and carrying a suitcase was slender and sharp, and his face was hidden in shadows like twisted animal teeth.

Old Tom clearly remembered that the wizard master who said he wanted him to be his assistant was also wearing a black robe—in his concept, wizards were all wearing black robes.

"You can understand it that way."

The old man in the shadow looked at the tavern that suddenly exploded in the distance, his tone was flat.

But just because of this indifferent tone of voice, Old Tom instead strengthened his suspicions.

"Master wizard, do you think you can make me an assistant?" The middle-aged man with unshaven beard and brown hair that was white due to malnutrition rubbed his face with a shy smile, "There was also a master wizard who saw me in the past, but was A **** stopped it."

"...Oh, you have a good friend."

The old man's tone was still as flat as before, but Old Tom's ears were filled with sarcasm of righteous indignation.

That's fine, that's fine... It's fine to be able to talk.

Old Tom had never been trained as a wizard's assistant, not even literate. But he always felt that as long as he could speak, nothing would be different.

If you don't agree, it's fine to just roll around. Judging from the old wizard's tone, his temper was not grumpy at all. Like this kind of good-natured person, even wizards are easy to bully.

"Master wizard..."

"Wizards pay attention to exchange of equal value." Before old Tom could finish speaking, the old wizard emphasized in an old voice, "Is there anything you want to do?"

What do you want to do?

Old Tom thought about it carefully, and found that there was really only one answer: "Break Justin's hand. That's what I want to do now."

"Then, why not do it?"

"I can't beat him. He is a formal assassin who can stab me with a backhand."

Old Tom said very single.

"Why not kill him?"

"Master wizard, I'm not stupid," Old Tom laughed, "I will chop off his hands if I kill him. I have asked people who can read, and although the silent wizard has punishments for those who are maimed, it is only close to three. It’s just a prison in Tianshui, and it’s much better than being frozen and starving in these days.”

"That's good," the old wizard took out a brown-red glass bottle from his suitcase, "here's a vial of potion. You drink it and you'll have the power to do what you want with Justin. "

Medicine! Alchemy Potion!

Old Tom's eyes were straight.

Yes... he has seen such a bottle, brown, transparent, with some kind of liquid in it. He saw that the weak dragon force potion that Justin spent six gold coins to buy was in this kind of bottle.

But he could see clearly that the potion was as clear as water, far from being so thick.

Old Tom couldn't imagine how many bottles of the kind Justin bought before diluting this potion.

A bottle is six gold coins! Can buy a house! You can spend three nights in the lock of green fruit, or buy more white bread than you can eat in a year!

"This is... Dragon Power Potion? Or a strong Dragon Power Potion? Give it to me?"

Old Tom's throat was dry and hoarse, and he unconsciously reached out to take the medicine bottle.

"No, it's not yours yet."

The old wizard took back the potion bottle Shi Shiran, and old Tom's eyes instantly became dangerous.

But at random, the old wizard's words dispelled old Tom's hostility: "Since you know the dragon power potion, it's easy to handle. This is not a concentrated dragon power potion, but a new potion I just developed. You can call it the intimidation potion. ...By the way, it's already so thick that if you add water, it will be useless."

"After you drink it, you can go and beat your enemy named Justin with confidence~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As long as you yell at him with an angry face before hitting him, he will never dare Fight back. Go ahead and see the explosion, come back and tell me, and I'll give it to you—it's a deal. You know, wizards are all about equivalence."

"Ah... Equivalent... What's going on, of course I know."

"Also, you go up and interrupt his hand before he can react, then run quickly and surrender directly. Don't let him have the opportunity to avenge his personal revenge after the medicine has worn off." The old man in black robe said nagging. write.

Hearing this, Old Tom showed a wicked smile: "Don't worry, Master Wizard, I understand this. Let's take a look at the scene of the explosion, right? I'll go right now, Master, wait here for a while, just a while..."

With the mentality of finally being able to take revenge, Old Tom couldn't wait to rush to the collapsed tavern.

As for what he wanted to do when he found the wizard in the first place, old Tom had completely forgotten.

"Burning a friend who is really good to him with his life... With such a touching IQ, I doubt whether he can successfully enter the water prison."

In a place where old Tom couldn't hear, a snake-like voice came from the shadow of the black robe, and the voice was full of ridicule. After all, everyone knows that the "assistant" in the dark wizard's mouth is just a pronoun for "experimental product".

To be honest, it's not that Roland has never seen such an idiot who was blinded by jealousy, but there are not many sincere people who are so stupid.

"After the order of Brokenmaw Avenue collapses, the next step is to write a threatening letter," Roland murmured after a while, "If I remember correctly... the water prison is indeed connected to the Tilance Dam, right? ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Welcome book friends to read, the latest, fastest and most popular serial works are all in ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.