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While taking a short break in the independent lounge specially prepared for payment, George sat on the sofa and thought about such a question.

How heavy are 120,000 silver foxes?

How big a treasure chest should this be? How many will be enough?

In the memory of this world, he remembered that his father used an old wine barrel to carry silver foxes when he was a child. A small wine barrel about half the size of an embrace and about 3 gallons, after adding an iron hoop, could just fit 5,000 silver foxes.

After the wine barrel was filled with silver foxes, it weighed more than 100 kilograms. The knights rolled it on the ground and loaded it on the carriage.

Every year, the creditors would take two barrels or more than a dozen carts of good wine from his house.

"Sir, come and help me." Rosgerd reached into the bag for a long time, his face a little embarrassed.

George came back to his senses, walked over and put his hands into the bag on the ground, gently lifted it out, and with a clattering sound, a wine barrel with iron hoops was pulled out.

This wine barrel is not big. It looks much smaller than a bottle of water, just less than 1 gallon, but the things inside weigh about 300 pounds!

Looking at Roosegaard who put away the bag and kicked it to roll on the ground, George blinked fiercely, and a word suddenly flashed in his mind-Grantet!

When Roosegaard took out the magic wand in his arms and used it as a crowbar to open the wine barrel, and then with the sound of his spell, hundreds of golden things flew back into his bag.

Looking at the various large and small gold coins flying in the sky, George opened his mouth.

"Roosegaard, how much money do you have?"

The old wizard counted and said: "About 40,000 or 50,000"

(Speaking of this, Roosegaard muttered softly: "But it seems that I lost some inexplicably some time ago")

"One million and a half million" George's eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy.

George had heard from Aji that there were a lot of good stuff in the bag, and George also guessed that there should be a small treasury inside. But he didn't expect there to be so much money!

"My lord, this magic hub is very expensive." Lord Wolf, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, said: "This guy has made a lot of money over the years to build a forbidden wizard tower!"

"Wizard tower?" George knew that this was the core building of the Forbidden Academy, but this was the first time he heard this word from these two people.

Rosgerd nodded and told the story.

From his words, George learned that this guy had been preparing for the "Wizard Tower". The things he had collected before were enough to build a basic wizard tower. After all, according to the market price of Bishui City, the highest level of alchemical furnace is only hundreds of thousands.

Later in the black tide, Rosgerd, as a high-level acolyte, led the monsters to help the evil. Not only was there his shadow in the fall of the king's capital, but many of the monsters that were rampant in the territories of various nobles were also caused by him - for the small treasuries of those nobles.

Although most of these small treasuries were rescued by the nobles, he still took some of them into his hands. So if he hadn't bought a lot of instruments later, he would have more than 40,000 or 50,000 gold lions in cash.

However, these 40,000 or 50,000 gold lions are still a bit out of reach for a magic core.

And even if you are rich, you may not be able to find one. Because this kind of thing that transcends the times has always been a unique thing in the Forbidden Sanctuary.

After all, in this technological monopoly, it is a great fortune to find an alchemical furnace that is outdated in the eyes of the forbidden wizards in the hands of the nobles.

However, if the great alchemist is there, it is not impossible to break this technical barrier.

Anthony mentioned this to George.

"Rosgerd." George said with shining eyes: "I'll take care of your forbidden wizard tower!"

When Ives heard this, he spit out a mouthful of tea. He wanted to say that he also had more than 10,000 gold coins to invest.

During the chat, George looked through the "Holy Book". From the news conveyed by Aji, it seems that Earl Brenda is still talking with the Duke of Treasure.

Forty thousand gold coins are more difficult to transport and count than four thousand. In addition, George and others came out earlier, so they will be slower than themselves.

George stayed in this lounge for a short time, and the agent brought the things over. After settling the payment, George and others chatted here again.

Not long after, a male waiter knocked on the door and walked in. Then, he handed him a note in Ives's surprise.

"A scholar asked me to pass it to you, Lord Ives." After that, the waiter left respectfully.

The three looked at each other and picked up the note. There was a passage written in ancient characters on it. After reading it, the two wizards looked at each other and then looked at their boss.

"It's the note of 'Cholera'." Ives said slowly: "He asked me to talk to the Black Death Party. In addition, he told me that the time and place have changed, and the money will be divided tonight - in theory, Earl Brenda should go to the city tonight. I will slowly transfer the money."

At this time, George also received the message from Aji, saying that Earl Brenda would go to a manor on the south bank of the Senas River, and he had followed them on the ship.

In addition, he told his boss that a ship had been prepared for them, somewhere in the port.

"I know the location of the manor. It is in a good location and is relatively quiet. I often go there to deal with some things. That place is the place where Cholera mentioned." Ives narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "It seems, He is afraid that we are looking in the wrong place.”

George laughed and said: "They are indeed a group of bold guys."

It was already late at night after everyone went out, and the harvest nobles had basically walked out of the old city. The streets were empty, and there was the sound of night watch soldiers patrolling in the distance.

George and others passed through several alleys, and then gradually heard the sound of the rushing river Senas.

After exiting the alley, in front of us is the large port with thousands of sails.

In the middle of the night, the lights are brightly lit here. The workers were sweating profusely on the dozen or so piers shrouded in gauze. People of different identities were mixed here, dealing with the port soldiers and civilian officials who came to inspect.

After seeing these three scholars, a few idle and wandering Rotten Skins immediately waved their hands and led them to a fast boat. Several boatmen on the boat were dressed very neatly, and their eyes were like blades. After seeing the three people boarding the boat, they silently raised their sails and paddled, driving the speedboat upstream.

Not long after, a manor on the river bend on the south bank slowly appeared in front of everyone. It seemed that this manor had just been renovated in the past two years. The core house was not large, covering an area of ​​more than 500 square meters, but its architecture The style is very novel and fashionable, which is very different from many manor villas of this era. It looks like a British-style villa.

There is a small garden and fountain on the shore side of the villa, connected to a small pier on the river bank. A small cargo ship with a hundred materials (about ten meters and thirty tons of displacement) was docked.

After landing on the shore, the boat left. Whether this group of people wanted to visit the earl or they had some thoughts about the money. The Cutthroats didn't seem to care. They only know that in this Bishui City, some people cannot make decisions.

The great adventurer is one of them. Not only may he have the strength of the Night Dire, he is also their big customer.

The Black Tide has caused many new stars to suddenly rise, and the great adventurer Brenda Earl is one of them. But it seems that he made his fortune earlier. Troubled times only pushed his reputation to the extreme

The manor was particularly quiet today, with only a few of the Earl's confidants here. They had been waiting at the pier for a long time. After seeing the guests arriving, they welcomed them into the manor without saying a word.

George noticed that these people were all very stout and looked a bit gangster. However, his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his original sanity.

"Brenda was a pirate for a while, and these are the people who later followed him loyally," Eaves said in a low voice.

A fat man suddenly winked at George quietly.

George looked past him and scanned the eyes of the other people. So quietly, their hearts were occupied by Siljak.

"Sir, Earl Brenda was just a down-and-out nobleman who wandered around the continent as a bard. After hooking up with an old lady, Brenda got his first pot of gold. . After that, he started to run some small businesses in sea trade, but he and his ship fell into the hands of a group of pirates. However, he brought back a pirate ship. "Ives used his spirit to convey it. Thoughts: "I have to say that this guy is a talent, and there are some reasons why he can win His Majesty's favor. If it weren't for this guy taking a few things we did into his own hands, and then trying to devour us. A batch of goods. We really can’t tell what he’s worth.”

George's eyebrows raised. He didn't expect that this wasn't the first time that this guy wanted to swallow the bird's goods.

"Just a few days ago, that guy wanted to transfer the head quietly - he thought we had no one on the priest's side." Ives curled his lips: "If this guy wasn't too courageous, We get along very well.”

"Hehehehe, stop joking, Wolverine. How many guys who have cooperated with the Bird of Rest survived the last transaction?" Black Death laughed hoarsely. It seemed that after entering this manor, he no longer Hide your voice.

George touched his nose and knew that his performance had been poor, and his two subordinates had completely lost the nature of acting.

It should be said that in Eastbound, he failed to play several roles well. No matter who he played, he eventually became a bad guy.

He looked at the door in front of him and rolled up his sleeves.

The fat man and the old wizard sighed secretly.

"Sir, among us rest birds, there are actually some rules of the game." Ives couldn't help but want to remind: "The two jokes the Black Death made tonight are undoubtedly trying to separate them. A piece of cake, but”

"It's too troublesome so there's no need to say it!"

The fireplace and lamps illuminated the place brightly. Eight kind-faced scholars were chatting politely with a nobleman on the sofa.

If it weren't for the twitching of several servants foaming at the mouth on the ground, the sound of chewing could be heard from the shadows from time to time. People will definitely think that this is just an ordinary academic symposium.

The nobles on the sofa wiped the sweat from their faces while talking. The barefoot witch in front of the fireplace did not ask or answer any questions during the whole process, but was more interested in playing with the huge demon spine covered with barbs in her hand.

Until finally, she felt someone coming ashore and walking towards the villa. Then he smiled slightly and ended the conversation.

The moment she opened her mouth, the entire hall fell silent. The nobleman stared at the carpet under her feet, waiting for the final verdict.

"Oh, Brenda, it seems that this is indeed a coincidence. So, did I blame you wrongly?" The witch's voice was very pleasant, like a crisp nightingale. But in Brenda's ears, it sounded like a death knell.

Because 'Cholera' has never failed, he is not qualified to let her make mistakes.

Brenda couldn't help but her legs became weak and she knelt on the ground. He crawled over tremblingly and began to kiss the instep of her feet. His whole body was trembling and his face was filled with prayers, and he no longer looked like the mysterious master at the auction house.

He knew that unless the Seven Gods descended to earth, he might not see tomorrow.

"It's too troublesome so there's no need to say it!"

The door panel suddenly burst open, and with a roar, several stout servants rushed into the house, and then stood on both sides of the door, standing there like knights.

But unfortunately, there were only four or five people, and they tried their best to put on a show. This made the wizards look extremely strange and dumbfounded.

Then they saw a middle-aged wizard with his hands behind his back, walking into the living room while looking around.

"Black Death, what are you doing?!" Suddenly, the witch forgot the lines she had prepared. After scanning the middle-aged wizard's face, her eyes fell on the young wizard's face.

"Sir, this is Cholera." In Roosegaarde's self-centered opening remarks, Ives was stunned for a moment, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

Looking at the people at the door, the wizards who had recovered their spirits all laughed coldly. The woman's eyes narrowed slightly and she clenched the demon spine in her hand.

Only halfway through Roosegaarde's words, the floor beneath the three of them suddenly cracked, and black-red flames rose up, turning into a sky-wide fire in an instant, covering everyone at the door.

The bodies of those servants were instantly turned into charcoal in the black fire, and the surrounding floors and furniture were also ignited.

The fire swept through half of the living room in an instant and began to spin. The flames spreading everywhere formed the shape of a demon's head, and with its ferocious laughter, it wanted to devour the wizards as well. But under the control of the witch, it could not spread.

There seemed to be something in the darkness in the hall that was disturbed by the flames. They put down the food in their mouths, climbed around the dome and walls, and quietly looked at the door. And a bigger thing made a deep sound from its mouth, and its restless hooves dug up the bluestone ground.

"Cholera, did you scare my pet?!" The wizard suddenly widened his eyes when he looked at the black flames rushing towards his pet.

"Damn it! This demon suddenly lost control!!" Looking at the demon spine that suddenly shattered in his hand, Cholera turned pale, and the magic power in his body became uncontrollable like a red dam breaking open.

The moment this weird scene appeared, Earl Brenda turned over and escaped from the most dangerous area, and was about to turn out of the window in the blink of an eye. No one in the entire hall noticed him, and he was done in the excitement.

But after flipping outside, he was caught in a net and caught outside the window.

The fire covered the windows, and no one saw his figure anymore. At this moment, the first reaction in the wizards' minds was that the wolverine had done anything to deal with the demon, or that the cholera had also spread.

But then they realized that this statement seemed a bit untenable, because each of them checked this thing.

However, it was already too late. The black and red behind him seemed to be out of control, and rushed towards the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

Several wizards looked at Cholera fiercely - she could no longer control her body amid the demon's backlash. The next moment, everyone made a decision - give up on this idiot and leave here!

However, this small hall seemed to have suddenly turned into an endless maze from which there was no way to escape.

An extremely strong and powerful demonic aura spread in the hall. The monsters in the hall had a more sensitive sense of smell than wizards. The moment the flames lost control, these things that had fought with the black flame demon were completely destroyed. He lost the courage to resist and ran around in panic in the unprecedented extreme fear.

However, in this maze, they didn't even have a chance to escape, and were eventually swallowed up by the fire.

Their flesh was absorbed like nutrients by the shadow of the Black Balrog's head in the flames, causing the shadow to grow larger. The Black Balrog, who suddenly rebelled, began to roar excitedly.

The monster that had been digging at the bluestone ground finally broke away from its master's control in this breath. As the ground trembled, it started rampaging with red eyes. The chandelier on the dome was blown off in the blink of an eye.

It turned out that this was a humanoid bull-headed creature over three meters tall with convoluted muscles. It was wearing a battle armor with extremely high flame resistance. Even the flames of the Black Balrog could not harm it at all.

After seeing its figure, the center of the flame let out a soft cry, and then the maze opened a way for it, allowing it to rush into the center of the black flame. Then a dull loud noise broke out in the hall, Then there was complete silence.

This scene only happened in a split second. After the wizards saw the incoming flames bypassing them, the creatures under their control were already terminated.

The hall turned into a prison of fire, and the wizards were surrounded by flames that kept flowing and licking. The scene seemed to have returned to the original battle with the devil.