I have a shelter

"Lord Ives," Heiyu cried, almost fainting: "Let me live."

Blackfish is no better than those idiots.

At the very beginning, he really thought that Lord Wolf was planning to save him.

But they speak too freely in front of themselves

I heard too much.

"Blackfish, this is much better than being burned to death." Lord Wolf patted his face and said with relief: "In order to let you rest in peace, do you know how much hard work I have spent? Be good, hurry up Just drink the medicine. It might start to hurt a little now."

Blackfish suddenly jumped up and ran towards the window. His agile appearance was not consistent with his thick body at all.

"Disobedient child"

Before the words were spoken, the black fish began to be peeled off layer by layer like a banana. In the end, only a white skeleton and internal organs were left.

The linen cloth and mop swept over the place where the black fish had waded, and the tavern became as tidy as ever again.

Looking at the completely clean tavern, the noble man finally smiled: "Two old friends, you now know the news, and I have collected the tail for you. A large number of people came to Bishui City today, bringing a large number of people with them. Goods. My shop is very busy.”

This guy who worked in the palace and had a wide network of contacts had indeed packed his tail. If so many people died in the old city today, no one would care. The position of scavenger also comes from this, which allows the bird of rest to deal with secular affairs without outsiders disturbing it.

Having said this, the wolverine ‘Ives’ stood up: “Don’t forget to come and visit more~”

The guy left here after saying that.

The two wizards looked at each other, and Venomous Bee said leisurely: "It seems that this guy is determined to stay out of the matter."

"Don't worry, that guy has a special status now and has a lot of connections with the priests and the duke. The Black Death will not go to him." Deadly smiled mockingly: "This guy doesn't know what's going on in his heart. What were you thinking about? I really thought I could whitewash myself."

"But, dead skin. When the Black Death comes back this time, I always feel that the comer is evil. It seems that it is not targeting you and me, but everyone." The poisonous bee narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Our entanglement with the Black Death, It's just some small things. It's normal for everyone to make fun of each other. Logically speaking, this guy is so rich and always cautious, so there is no need to stir up troubles like this, but this time, he is a little too unscrupulous."

"Who knows, maybe he is crazy." Diepi chuckled: "Who knows what he wants to do. But I always feel that this time, he should be more than one person this time."

After saying this, he paused slightly, and the two looked at each other.

The poisonous bee said: "Sipi, those guys who 'revenge the dead' have been mixed with those lunatics. After you said that the Black Death guy will not receive benefits, do you want to be a lobbyist? Last time, in his There are some things in the goods that are very similar to the things we got from those guys."

"This black tide has attracted all kinds of people here. There are too many people who want to get us to join the gang, and there are too many people who don't know whether to live or die." At this point, Sipi smiled sinisterly: " If you want the Bird of Peace to surrender, you must first see if it is strong enough.”

After some discussion, the two people disappeared.

The environment in the old city is complex and mixed. But the port has made this place the place with the most prosperous economy and the most stores.

Gangsters like to establish strongholds here, and nobles also like to set up industries here.

There are often rules for each street. Some places are lawless, while other places have order.

Eaves's store is located in such an orderly area - or in other words, there are special rules here.

Because here, you will always meet some mysterious outsiders. If you don’t understand these special rules, enter a certain store by mistake, or offend someone. Then the result is often more penetrating than offending the person who cut his throat.

But people who are in trouble—or who have messed with something dirty—also like to come here. Because they often find good solutions here. Compared with asking for help from those superior priests, as long as you find the right person here, not only will your identity not be looked at, it will also be more direct and effective.

As long as you have money.

The novelty and excitement caused many nobles and scholars to come and go here. Gradually, this place became the most special commercial district in Bishui City - here, as long as you have money, someone can help you get anything. .

Several streets connect the place into a loop, with the auction house in the middle, forming a typical pedestrian street. Compared with other areas, there are more guards here and it is relatively 'clean'. Because the avenues and waterways lead directly to several wealthy areas in the new city, it is very convenient to travel here.

And as long as you go into a few small alleys connected to the main street, you can buy alchemy products, materials or novel gadgets.

Some shops are even directly named Wizard Houses, and there are seven or eight with this name. When Anthony traveled here, he was greatly impressed by this, and he once felt like he was back in the school city. However, after he visited every store, he found that they were all fucking scammers.

Indeed, although there are more items here than in the auction house, they are also cheaper. But there are a lot of scammers and there are a lot of fakes. What really made magic products begin to appear in large numbers was this dark wave.

He attracted almost all the wizards on the continent.

But unfortunately, wizards often engage in scammers, and the guys they sell are even more difficult for people to identify.

No wonder, the profits are so high, so even Ives stores have a lot of these deceptive gadgets.

After all, many things are not suitable to be sold to nobles. There must always be something to attract their attention and satisfy their curiosity.

Also pick out their wallets

In front of a store with a vulgar plaque like 'The Wolverine's Mysterious Magic Den' (mysterious magic was specially emphasized), several guards were resting in front of the store's glass curtain. After seeing the boss come back, he smiled and said hello and left.

Isf took out the key and opened the door of the store, and returned to his den amidst the ringing of the bell.

It is said to be a small nest, but the things inside are dazzling. Moreover, everything is labeled in great detail, and this identification ability puts even many scholars to shame.

But when Ives was standing behind the counter on the left, combing the feathers of the 'concentric birds' and preparing to make a few communication pens, the first batch of customers who came through the door during this golden hour were somewhat special.

Logically speaking, the middle-aged scholar could identify the fakes even if he was blind. But he once wandered around the 'Golden Touch' and 'Flying Broomstick'.

"Three thousand silver foxes can take me flying? Is it so damn cheap?" The middle-aged man said in surprise while eating the peanuts in his hands - while waiting for the guy to return to his nest, he stayed far away I have been looking through those glass curtains for a long time. Now I can finally come in and take a look.

Compared with other stores, there are a lot more interesting things here. No wonder Huo Scar said that this store is one of the most popular among the nobles in this neighborhood.

The young scholar coughed slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." After hearing his companion's reminder, the middle-aged scholar muttered quietly, knowing that he should get down to business. But when his eyes came to the golden hand, he could no longer move.

"It can only be used once." Boss Eaves said while combing his feathers and lowering his head, as if he knew what the customer was interested in without even looking at it - after all, he had sold seventy or eighty pieces of this thing: "Generally My clients always choose larger stones.”

"Aji, how much does a hundred golden lions weigh?"

"Hmm, cough, cough, cough."

"Boss, my name is Frank." The thin man padded the pocket on his waist with a look of helplessness: "Seven or eight pounds, maybe. There are some silver foxes in it, but there are also some gems. The conversion is almost the same. You don't really want to buy it. Bar?"

"Your Majesty"

"Oh, sorry. I know I should be quieter but this thing really has the Midas touch to gold?! What is the prerequisite? If I put it on the ground a little bit." George's eyes suddenly flashed. I was shocked at my own cleverness.

"Well, strictly speaking, the raw material is gold." Ives said slowly: "So, if you want to choose a stone, I don't recommend choosing one that is too big. Because it contains half a gold lion. It’s gold, so it can only be plated with a few dozen grams.”

"" George was slightly startled: "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Black Death." Ives finally couldn't help but raised his head. He looked at the young scholar and said helplessly: "What on earth are you doing? Singing an oboe? Playing a prank? This is prime time, and I am Very busy. What do you want me to do?"

Ives didn't know why the Black Death would bring a bumpkin, but if he couldn't figure out who the Black Death was, he would be really blind.

The young scholar coughed hard, and his face turned red. He looked at his boss and said, "Sir, this is the Wolverine."

"Ahem, Roosegaarde, I know, I was just doing an interview." George said to Roosegaarde awkwardly.

"Rosgaard?" Ives frowned. He looked at Black Death, and suddenly had a feeling - this seemed to be this guy's real name.

When Ives looked at the ordinary middle-aged man with a very firm willpower in his eyes and no smell of devil on his body, Ives' expression became even weirder.

He had never seen the Black Death treat anyone with such deference.

"Sir, as a scavenger, he is not only very good at cleaning up those corrupted areas. The goods from our trip to the big farm can also be disposed of through him. In addition, he is also the most powerful appraiser among the resting birds. If we go to auction If you know how to choose goods, you must take him with you first. Hehe, it will be very interesting for the resting birds to see us getting together."

In Roosegaarde's words, George looked at this person carefully for the first time.

[Scavenger: ‘Hugh Eaves Wolfe’]

[A family submerged in the dust of history, a bloodline cursed by the gods]

[Physique: 5 Wisdom: 23]

[Comprehensive combat effectiveness: A-]

[——This is the third scholar you found, and each of these three wizards has his own strengths. ‘Xiu’ can obviously solve a problem that has been bothering you all the time - the contaminated area and the disposal of those corpses. You don’t have to worry about wasting the spark of hope, and the people and scholars don’t have to worry about doing those dangerous and dirty jobs, or experiments with high infection rates. ]

[Tip: When ‘Xiu’ joins, the shelter’s ability to identify items will become more complete. ]

‘No wonder Rosgerd said before that he was a bit difficult to deal with. This guy knows a lot of black magic, and his ancestor seems to be a ‘Talion’ werewolf. Judging from the fact that Aji can knock down many wizards with half a hand, if this guy transforms and takes some potions to increase resistance in advance, even if he doesn’t use magic, he can quietly come over and pounce. Ordinary wizards may have to let themselves be squeezed like chickens. ’

After this guy transforms, his physical fitness may reach 8 points. More cruel than many werewolves. George believed that with his resistance and 15 points of physical strength, he could beat him with a few punches after rushing over. But with Rosgerd's strength in single combat, it might be a bit difficult for him to deal with him.

Of course, if it was a group battle, Rosgerd only needed to release his men, or awaken a carefully modified demon in his jar, and I'm afraid half of the resting birds would have to kneel to this "real" Black Death

The black tide made this kind of demon wizard and necromancer wizard become terrifyingly powerful.

George thought that Rosgerd had finished speaking. After hearing the last sentence "You have to take him first", George nodded and made a summary: "Then just kidnap him."

At this moment, listening to the faint tone of the man in front of him, the two words pet and owner suddenly flashed in Ives' mind.

Then, his figure disappeared in front of everyone.

George scratched his face, walked behind the bar, and flipped through the bill.

He felt that this guy was too naive. Since I have come here, can I not check the place first?

And everyone who has stepped into this door today, except me, has a way to catch this guy.

However, since I have already checked the place, things will not be so troublesome.

The moment this person disappeared, he saw a virtual image like a ghost walking out of the back door through Hillyak's sight. After a while, he returned to the house and began to go in and out of several secret doors.

If the bartender of Stinky Fish was here, he would find that this scene was very similar to the scene that happened in the tavern.

But what George saw in his eyes was far more than those rotten skins.

In another dimension, this room has lines that outline space and time. These timelines have been connected to Hillyak's dream. At this time, in the eyes of the seven-colored demon spider, they are like spider webs.

The tattoos on George's body kept fiddling with these spider webs while laughing, leaving the little bug that had already drilled into her trap with nowhere to go.

In the eyes of the little bug, the entire store had disappeared, replaced by a huge maze.

In fact, the moment he saw the maze suddenly appear, Ives gave up completely. However, the laughter kept chasing him, placing the most fearful things in his heart into the maze, and kept chasing him.

He kept running around, not knowing where he was running to, and couldn't see if there was anyone around.

In the panic, the copper bell at the front door began to ring, and with the footsteps and panting that began to appear in the store, the sound of the door and the bell became more and more chaotic.

George, who was standing behind the bar, raised his hand that was flipping through the account book, and grabbed the forehead of the man who almost hit him.

Only then was Ives pulled into reality, and at this moment he realized that his hair and body were already sweating profusely, and his magic power had been completely sucked away by an invisible, greedy demon in the maze.

Looking at the man in front of him, Ives' eyes showed an indescribable fear. And in the eyes that were looking at him, he felt as if he had seen through his soul and everything.

He knew who the man in front of him should be.

"With this little golden hand, you actually sold 78 pieces in the past two years?! Tsk, tsk, tsk, you seem to be really good at robbing. You should be able to make people feel at ease when it comes to shipping." At this point, George put down the hand that was holding Yves, patted his shoulder and said, "Hugh. You will not waste your talent with me."

Yves' pupils shrank slightly. He did use his real name in the resting bird, but only the middle name "Yves", and only he knew about it.

The name Hugh has not been used for many, many years, which can't help but evoke a trace of memories that he almost forgot.

When he was at home, only his parents and brothers called him Hugh. Outsiders and servants called him "Lord Duke Yves" or "Master Yves (once), Master (later)".

In the end, he had completely forgotten the word "Hugh".

He no longer doubted his guess, and according to the knowledge in demonology, he respectfully made a surrender ceremony.

"Let's go, Aggie, don't forget to show him the list later." Having said that, George walked out of the bar and headed for the door. When passing by several counters, he did not forget to pick up a fist-sized gem on the bar, toss it, and put it in his pocket.

Aggie, who was "wandering" at several counters, heard it and curled his lips helplessly, and followed him: "Boss, my name is Frank."

"Frank won't call Black Death "Boss"!"

Looking at the man who was full of curiosity about everything in this world, Yves behind the bar felt dizzy. Someone next to him suddenly called his name-"Hugh".

Yves turned his head and found that it was the "Black Death" with teasing eyes.

"Don't forget to bring your money." Black Death whispered: "The boss likes people who know what's good for him."