Assassination career from full level

Jill gritted her teeth.

Although for Ingram, who has been sleeping for ten years and should still be a child, he should not have too much expectations for his clothes, but when Jill saw that Ingram picked out white clothes In addition to the long-sleeved clothes, I still can't help but want to pull Ingram's face when I don't look sideways.

"Why do you just like clothes with long sleeves?"

Jill frowned and looked at Ingram who was wearing new clothes beside her. Although she wanted to buy him a dress that fit him, Ingram would cry as long as the sleeves of the clothes could not cover her hands. Graham wasn't crying yet, but the 'I don't like this dress and I'm not happy that the sleeves aren't covering my hands' emotion in those eyes couldn't be more obvious.

As a result, Jill still bought him a white robe that was one size larger, the kind with sleeves that could cover his hands.

"My brother is so kind to Ingram!" Ingram walked out of the clothing store and entangled Jill again.

"That's good for you? You are really easy to be satisfied," Jill smiled helplessly, and reached out to touch Ingram's head: "You are not a child anymore. Come back, a beautiful sister will take you Lied to... cheated away, you have nowhere to cry."

Jill originally wanted to say that he was lying to bed, but then he thought that Ingram probably didn't understand these things at the age of only six years old, not to mention that he might have been reading the pile of musty magic books from the beginning of literacy. He would know anything about the relationship between men and women—not to mention that it would be too scary for a six-year-old child to understand.

"I won't go with others. Others treat me with ill intentions, and they will leave me anyway in the end."

"I don't mean well either." Jill showed a sly smile at Ingram.

Ingram looked up at Jill who was smiling at him in a daze, and suddenly his face flushed, and he lowered his head and hummed softly like a mosquito: "It's not impossible if it's my brother..."

Jill lowered her head: "What did you say?"

"I said it's okay for my brother to be mean to me."

"Then I won't be polite." Jill laughed and pinched Ingram's little nose.

Rarely, Ingram did not resist and shake off Jill's hand. On the contrary, his face became more and more red. Just when his mind was in a mess, he suddenly smelled a smell in his nose, the smell of ink. This smell was so familiar that Ingram couldn't help but stop and glanced at a shop on the side.

"what happened?"

Jill followed Ingram's gaze, and there was an ordinary store there. There would basically be one or two such grocery stores in a town like this. These grocery stores usually buy goods from the big cities next to them. Selling some gadgets that are missing in this remote town, usually this is the favorite place for children in town.

"The smell of ink."

"ink?"

Jill glanced at Ingram. Of course, he did not forget that the kid in front of him was a magician. Even though he looked like a six-year-old kid on the surface, he loved sweets and clingy people, but he was indeed a person who could write The magician who sold the magic formula of falling stars, since the ink that Ingram can notice, it must not be an ordinary thing for writing. I am afraid it is the kind of ink used to draw magic formulas. Here, Jill simply grabbed Ingram and walked inside.

"I said, boss, why is this ink not for sale?"

Before entering the shop, Jill saw a beautiful blond woman questioning the shop owner. Although she said it was a question, her tone had a hint of coquetry. The clothes she wore undoubtedly showed her identity as a magician, although not all magicians wear magic robes, such as Ingram next to him, who don't need the magic robe enchantment bonus at all, or can't afford magic robes at all. A magician who can enchant, but the one wearing the robe must be a magician.

Even if you don't go in, Jill knows what happened inside. There are already visitors in front of you. Even if the boss is persuaded by the woman to sell the ink, he will probably only sell it to the female magician instead of herself. Thinking, Jill saw Ingram next to him.

Ingram looked at Jill pitifully, pulling Jill's sleeves carefully with both hands.

So Jill had to wipe his face and stepped into the store, but he was already thinking about buying some delicious food for Ingram later to appease him. Jill really couldn't deal with Ingram raising his head and begging for food. Looking at him like a small animal, if he really didn't buy it, and Ingram looked at him like this again, maybe he was really cruel and went to kill people to seize the treasure.

Ingram happily pulled Jill, jumped into the store door first, sniffed his nose, and turned out a bottle of ink from a pile of neatly placed ink: "I want this!"

Jill stared at the bottle of ink and couldn't help but froze.

That bottle of ink was not the one that the female magician wanted.

Katerina's nose was going crooked in anger.

Although the bottle of ink she asked for was not bad, or quite good, at least it was considered a treasure in the eyes of ordinary magicians. If not, the shop owner would not have offered it up as a treasure of the shop, and refused to sell it. But her ultimate goal is not the bottle she pestered the shopkeeper to buy, but another bottle, one buried in ordinary magic ink, but actually made by a bird called Symphony. Made of feathers, this ink is black at first glance, and it is no different from those lowest-level magic inks, but through a strange light, it can be seen that the ink is glowing with colorful light, it can be said It is a treasure among the treasures. The magic formula drawing scheme is part of the magic power. On the other hand, it is the magic formula ink. The magic feather is a good magic conductor. It is made of magic feather The magic formula drawn with ink can greatly increase the success rate of the magic formula because there are few obstacles to the flow of magic power when activated.

But although Katerina saw the preciousness of this long-awaited gem, but she has been spending time outside recently, and this time she had no choice but to go back to Alibiji because she had no money. On the other hand, this kind of grocery store in the countryside There is no accurate price tag at all, and how much to buy depends on the boss's mood. Although this bottle of magic ink is not valued at the moment, but if I am a senior magician to buy a bottle of ordinary ink, it is hard to say whether the boss will be suspicious, and then tell him Raise the price yourself and don't even sell.So Katerina came up with a plan, and planned to pretend that she had taken a fancy to this bottle of treasure of the store, after a few tosses, and then pretended to be helpless to choose those ordinary inks. fold.

However, just when his plan was about to succeed, he saw the devil in the white robe—that's right!demon!Joyfully ran in, picked up the ink made of magic feathers, held it up high, then rushed to the black-haired young man standing at the door, and said coquettishly, "Brother! I want this!"

The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked the owner the price. The owner didn't think much of it, he just thought it was a pair of brothers who came to buy ink, and first explained to them that it was ink for magic, and the price might be It will be slightly taller, and the black-haired young man smiled and replied that as long as the brother likes it, it is fine, just for him to play with.

The brother also added in a timely manner that this ink glows at night.

——Then it was actually sold at a price that was one silver coin higher than ordinary ink.

A silver coin!God above!This silver coin can't even buy half a feather of Symphony!

Angrily, Katharina followed the two brothers out of the store, and when they entered a place where there were relatively few people, she called out to the two brothers.

"and many more!"

Jill turned his head, and as expected, the female magician followed. He saw the female magician's twitching face when she saw Ingram pick up the bottle of ink, and he wondered if the female magician was ulterior motives. , Now it seems that it is so. Although he is not afraid of the female magician robbing them, but after all, he is going to assassinate the head of the magic academy. Although I have the hole card of Ingram, if this continues, I am afraid that I will be arrested before I touch the gate of Albiji.

Jill prayed that the matter would be resolved peacefully, though with little hope.

"Can you transfer the bottle of ink you just bought to me? I can double the price."

Jill ignored the eager gaze of the female magician, and looked at Ingram who was holding the magic ink. Jill asked Ingram on the road just now, would he exchange this bottle of ink for a bag of Shire Market? The most expensive chocolate candy on the market, the glance just now was nothing more than asking for Ingram's wishes again, but Ingram refused.

"Sorry, it seems that my younger brother likes this bottle of ink quite a bit. I have been pampering him since I was a child, so it's not easy to please him at this time."

Of course the female magician would not give up: "If it is fluorescent ink, I have a lot here..."

"Feel sorry."

Speaking of Jill, he pulled Ingram and prepared to leave. If it wasn't for looking so flustered, he would even run away, far away from this timed bomb/bomb. As long as the female magician attacks, he will definitely fight back. Then it must be a tense atmosphere. Although it is not uncommon for adventurers to fight or something, it cannot stand Jill's special status.

"Wait! I'm not finished yet!"

This time it was Ingram's turn to frown: "If you don't give it, you won't give it. It's so annoying!"

"The adults talk, the children don't interrupt." The female magician seems to believe that Ingram is a younger brother spoiled by Jill, and the final decision is still in Jill's hands. If Jill agrees, no matter how much Ingram makes a fuss, it will not help .

— but the truth is just the opposite.

"I said brother, to be honest, that bottle of ink is a very precious magic ink," Jill raised her eyebrows, and before she had time to think about why the female magician wanted to reveal this news, she was forced into a corner by the female magician, to be precise In other words, he was pinned against the wall by the wall: "Anyway, you Kievan Rus people in the north are not interested in magic, why don't we make an exchange, you give me the ink, and I will sleep with you for a night, how about it?"