Mage? Spell Engineer!

"Let me see…"

Rorschach took it. The water did not soak the tight donkey skin, and the noon sun made it sparkle with various spots of light.

"Spirit talisman! Leather tanned by the Semitic people... I know this is a trick of the old antique dealer... His goods are mostly fake and some are real... I bring it with me, but other than that I have nothing!"

The text above is in Old Arabic:

To have me is to have everything, except the lost life, just as you are experiencing all the time.

A voluntary transaction is fair, no matter what happens on either side of the scale.

May your wishes be fulfilled, may your desires be fulfilled.

When your desire comes true once, I will shrink once.

…

"God will allow it, I hope so!" Valan said the last line in a trembling voice.

"Can you speak Yaboi? You are not a mage or a priest. You seem to be a noble."

"Noble!" smiled miserably again: "This name is worth nothing."

"Nine falsehoods and one true one...Mr. Valan, what you have in your hand may be the real thing." Rorschach returned the donkey skin to the young man: "But I still want to remind you that it is best to hand over this evil skin to the church. "

Judging from the results of [Magic Detection], Donkey Skin is glowing with a weak spiritual light. If it were not held in hand and used this spell, it would probably not be detected.

"You asked me to hand over my last bit of property to others, if it counts!" The young man took the leather and held it tightly.

"If you don't want to, how about selling it to me for a gold?" Luo Xia felt that the leather might be of some research value. Wishes come true, lives are taken away. This seems like a deal made by the devil, but in the other world there are only evil gods and their servants, and they disappeared together with the good gods during the Silent Age.

"One gold." Valang trembled: "Sir, you and the other two mages saved my life. It's too late for me to thank you! But is this piece of donkey skin worth a gold coin? I won't lie to you. Got it!"

"Forget it if you don't want to, I wish you good luck." Rorschach was hungry and didn't want to waste any more time, so he and his senior brothers and sisters walked in the direction of "Valuvana's Stomach".

The large market in Valuauna was a little deserted than when Rorschach had arrived before. Two children, one holding a chicken and the other holding a sausage, ran past one after another, with wheat stalks still on their heads. On the outskirts of the market, next to the butcher's shop, there was a small restaurant, with several customers already sitting inside.

The waiter was a woman wearing a greasy apron: "What do you want? Today we have roast chicken, stewed pike, beef and fresh vegetables."

"There are also pies! The ones stuffed with lamb will be baked soon!" The kitchen was just behind the seats, the boss added with a puffed-up belly.

The customer behind Rorschach took a sip of light beer and said, "You are so lucky to come across this new pie. If I were rich, I would eat a whole pie per person!" It seems that the pie in this store tastes good.

"Since I'm inviting you two, let's make your choice first." Luo Xia realized that this small restaurant does not have a menu - the customers who patronize it may not be able to read all the words.

"Then I'll have some chowder and a pie."

"Is the beef stewed?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then add a piece of beef stew and two slices of bread."

Rorschach felt that the staple food he ordered was a bit too much, so he added a roast chicken.

Other customers glanced at this table, which seemed to be a rare "high-roller" in the store.

The stew came quickly and seemed to be ready, simmering in the pot, and served to everyone who ordered it.

The stewed vegetables were served on a wooden plate and seemed to have been roasted and then boiled. The edges were a little burnt and lay softly in the vegetable soup. The reason why the beef stew is called "stewing" is that its soup is not thickened with potato cubes or flour, and it is a clear amber color.

If it were in a palace or a restaurant on the middle floor of the Star Torch Tower, the radish, celery, onions, etc. that were added to the stew might have been fished out, but here, these "soup residues" piled the small cast iron pot half full, leaving Not much beef "supports the scene".

"You guys can eat later." Paulina wiped the tabletop, feeling a little disgusted by the oil stains that had not been wiped off.

After the steaming pie was served, Rorschach noticed that Paulina was messing with something under her robe. He turned on [Magic Detection], and the entire table of food flashed with subtle spiritual lights.

Rorschach lowered his voice: "[Purified Food]?"

Paulina nodded.

Pascal looked surprised, as if it was the first day he met this woman: "When did you learn natural magic?"

"I once wanted to study at the Forest Tower"

"Indeed, we must pay attention to food safety." Rorschach poured the clear soup into bowls and distributed them to his brothers and sisters: "I suddenly thought of a story. Two human adventurers were poisoned, and neither the priest nor the druid could do anything with the poison."

Pascal scooped up the beef and asked: "How powerful a poison druid can't cure it?"

"Don't interrupt, this is not the point." Rorschach tore off a small piece of bread and ate it with mixed vegetable soup: "At this time, a giant stood up and said in unskilled common language: Let me try! Then he got a sudden thought After the operation continued, the toxins in both of them were removed, and their bodies became clean, as if they had taken a bath."

"How did you do it?"

"Use the magic that Senior Sister just used."

"ah?"

"I know that the big guy who casts spells is an ogre!" Pascal proudly revealed the mystery.

"Interrupting others at key points is not the behavior of a good listener." Paulina seemed to have a lot of dissatisfaction with Pascal.

Pascal picked up the soup and drank it all: "Junior brother's joke is too old. Hey, let's eat, eat."

The lamb pie is indeed good. The tender leg meat is cut into strips along the direction of the muscle fibers, mixed with onions and peppers and wrapped in puff pastry. The locked juice and fat are chewed together with the soaked dough. It is irresistible. . The small restaurant and the mouths of diners were immediately filled with the aroma of pie.

"Sixty-three copper coins, guest." Twenty copper coins were exchanged for one silver coin. Rorschach naturally felt no pressure to pay, but he was still a little surprised: "We haven't ordered drinks yet."

"Guests, what you ordered are all good ingredients, and food is in short supply this winter, so we have to increase the price."

After a hearty meal, even the winter wind outside the house didn't feel so cold. The two went to the aquatic product area of ​​the market to buy a pound of small fish for Gasted. The prices at the vegetable market were indeed expensive. Rorschach saw Floran setting up tables and chairs next to the aquatic product area. There were also standard weights and a booklet written in charcoal on the table. He himself put on his felt hat and shouted loudly. sleep.

"The prices have all increased." It has only been ten days, and the price of vegetables and grains has generally increased by 10%. With Luo Xia's superficial knowledge of life and economics at the level of a former engineering college student, he also knows that prices have risen seriously.

"Brother Rorschach, do you plan to carry these fishy things with you all the way?"

"Oh, right." Seeing that no one was paying attention, Luo Xia used [Ice Touch] to freeze the fish to death and put it into the ring. I need to clean the contents of the ring someday.

Just like this, when we returned to Dupont Avenue, the first thing we saw was the magnificent Gold Sales Cave. Just as the two passed by, a young man came out, followed by four big men.

The young man was lying on his back, looking at Rorschach upside down. It was Valang who had failed in his attempt to enter hell.