Lord: I Am Raising A Girl In The World Of Pain

After going to the Magicians Association, Field planned to sell the magic scrolls. These scrolls were some years old, and Field was worried that if they were kept there, they would become a pile of waste paper.

"Well...this old magic rune should have been produced eight years ago. It is efficient and powerful. Unfortunately, time has consumed a lot of magic power." A magician dressed like Gandalf took a scroll and studied it carefully. Finally, he put down the crystal in his hand and said kindly, "There are a total of one hundred gold coins, I have collected them all."

"Only a hundred?" Field had a lot of money in his hands, so naturally he looked down on such a shabby income. "It costs 15 gold coins to buy a magic scroll. There are 23 here. It's no big deal if it's less than 200 gold coins."

The magician stroked his beard: "Don't worry, these scrolls are too old. The newer the magic, the better. As a kind of energy, time will only wear away the magic energy. Moreover, these runes cannot keep up with the times. The magic scroll is now more efficient."

Hiss~ It's quite scientific. I thought that magic would be like in fantasy novels, the older it gets, the more powerful it becomes.

As a science in this world, the change of magic will only eliminate the old magic. Just like after computers were invented, no one wanted to use an abacus.

"One hundred and fifty, this is the bottom line." Field's face turned green.

The magician stroked the scroll and said, "It's a deal, just make a friend."

"Is this a magic book? It's too expensive!" Field novelly took out a gorgeous book called "Fire Vestments" from the cabinet, with a price tag of 320 gold coins.

"This is a very rare instant spell, and it is a one-time consumable." He tapped the book with his staff and patiently explained, "Drop blood in this groove, and you will automatically master this new magic. The runes in the book are all magic lines, and there is no need to understand them."

Field was shocked: "So simple?"

"Otherwise? Spells are for understanding the mysteries of nature and communicating with rules. Of course, the simpler, the better. Magicians are human beings too, and no one likes to look at a lot of old stuff."

"But it's useless to master it, you still need magic power to activate it." The magician kindly reminded me.

Field has no magic power at all. In the entire Night Territory, the only person with extraordinary power is Ashina, and she still uses divine power. It seems that even buying a magic book is useless.

"Bring me this "Feathered Beast Vision"" Field glanced at the approaching figure, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

"An interesting choice. This spell needs to be cast on a flying bird. Then you can gain the bird's vision and experience the fun of flying in the sky. It only costs two hundred gold coins."

"I bought it. I'm very interested in flying." Field decided to pay.

"I'll offer you 201 gold coins!" The big, mean nose came over again.

This time the magician ignored him, just glanced at Big Nose and said calmly: "This gentleman came first."

Field silently gave the magician a thumbs up, a conscientious businessman.

"For 10 more gold coins, I want this book!" Big Nose became anxious.

The magician was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot, but turned around to see Field blinking wildly at him.

"Okay... okay, but you need to pay now." The magician was confused for a while, but he was smart and immediately cooperated with Field.

Field immediately looked anxious and said angrily: "I don't believe you can pay!"

The bearded man immediately took out the certificate from the Merchants Association and slapped it on the table: "There is a deposit guarantee from Baron Adrian."

"Then get me "Illuminating Aurora."" Field said gloomily.

"I still have to pay 1 more gold coin."

The two sang together, and soon, Big Beard deducted 1,300 gold coins from Adrian's deposit. This time, it was Big Beard's turn to sweat profusely.

At this time, the guard who had gone to do business came back.

"Okay, you win." Field smiled, took two steps out, turned around and said, "Congratulations, enjoy this fun."

Field just went out.

"Return them all! The magic book is really too expensive!" The bearded man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, almost unable to withstand the limit of two thousand gold coins. If the baron knew, he wouldn't dare think about the consequences.

The magician's face darkened: "Are you kidding me? I am the chief mage of Maple Leaf City! You grabbed the order from a noble guest and then asked for a refund? I think someone wants to be magically turned into a sow, and then Serve it on the common people’s table.”

"Then I just need to pay back the original price, okay? Master Magician, I'll give you the premium." Big Nose was stunned instantly. Magicians are not easy to mess with.

The magician snorted coldly: "Since you purchased it in the name of Baron Adrian, you need him to personally refund the money."

"Okay." Big Nose shrank his neck, hugged a thick pile of instant magic with the guard, staggered out, and cursed in a low voice as soon as he walked out, "Damn old-fashioned, if Adrian finds out, I will definitely Those who are skinned should discuss it with Lance."

"You bitch, how dare you play with my wife!"

"Brothers, chop him down!"

Hysterical roars broke out in the crowd, causing screams of surprise. .

Big Nose was loading the magic book into the car. Hearing this sound, he immediately became interested. It was wonderful to see someone who was worse off than him.

However, he saw several angry and twisted faces rushing towards him.

Lance walked out of the bakery nearby, carrying an exquisite cream cake: "Field must have been tortured to the point of mental breakdown, right? How can a stupid and cowardly guy be my opponent, the son of Fulan City's economic consultant."

However, he soon saw a horrific scene.

"Kill this bastard to death!"

Twelve or three homeless men in tattered linen clothes, holding rusty sharp knives, knocked the bearded men to the ground, leaving one with a pockmarked face. The guy with the gaping teeth in his mouth stabbed the bearded man's neck wildly with a sharp knife. Amidst the strange screams, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the surrounding area was splashed with blood.

The bearded man wanted to scream, but his trachea was brutally cut off, and he could only make a "hoho~" sound of air leakage.

Regret, only endless regret remained in Big Beard's mind. At this time, he already understood that after Field bought the church's supplies, he immediately asked the guards to hire these crazy killers!

A typical sinister nobleman! He originally had a happy family, but because of that son of a bitch, Lance, he allowed himself to find excitement and provoke the nobleman.

It's really over this time.

Sure enough, it would be too easy for nobles to kill civilians.

Even those thugs may not be severely punished. As long as they use gold coins, they can be released from prison in a short time. After all, dead people don't provide gold coins, but living people do.

Lance, let me test your mother!

"Hmm~" He twitched twice, but the bearded man refused to close his eyes.

The horse driver, the guard and the two helpers suffered a disaster. The red-eyed thugs surrounded them and stabbed them randomly with tetanus blades, and soon fell into a pool of blood.