Chapter 19 The smell of gunpowder(1/2)
"Luo Wei, here!"
"Luo Wei, here!"
Luo Wei wants to be autistic.
Wei Mier and Anai Ning glanced at each other, and this action immediately attracted a lot of attention around them.
"Hey, are you dating two girls at the same time?"
"Maybe the matter has been exposed."
"So envious, no, so hateful!"
The two girls came together from both sides of the street corner with doubts. Luo Wei had a solemn face and pretended not to hear the discussion of passers-by.
"Talking as we walk."
The elite competition will start tomorrow, and he can't spend two days with the two of them.
And he also wanted to see what would happen if these two people came together.
"...In short, that's it."
He gave a rough explanation on the grounds that they could do both at the same time.
"So, you are teaching Luo Wei swordsmanship. You have come all the way from the East and want to familiarize yourself with the customs here?"
"Yes, yes, but you are his...?"
"Um, I should be considered an assistant who teaches him magic?"
"That's it. No wonder he is confident of winning the championship in the elite competition!"
Phew...
Luo Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
This conversation is quite normal.
"Elite competition?" Vermeer was stunned, "Why didn't I know...and, didn't he say he didn't want to participate?"
"Hey, didn't he tell you? I thought you two had a good relationship."
Luo Wei:?
Why does it smell like gunpowder?
He turned back to look at Vermeer with a helpless expression, "I originally planned to give you a surprise."
If you specifically tell her this, wouldn't it be tantamount to implying that she should go to the scene to cheer for you?
He can't do such a thing.
"What?" Anaining turned around and said, "I have taught you swordsmanship so carefully, you must have prepared a surprise for me today, right?"
This works too!?
How did you enter his session directly?
Luo Wei couldn't help but fell into thinking.
First of all, there is no doubt that Anaining does not understand the ways of the world. What she said was just a whim and had no other meaning.
And Vermeer...
Looking at her face, although she had been holding back, it was obvious that something was wrong.
I'm afraid it's because the two of them spent so much time together, defeated the devil together, and boarded the princess's battleship together. In her heart, she always wanted to prove that she was not a bad person and wanted to be treated as a companion, so she felt an imbalance.<
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"Then, I want it too!"
Why does she know something that I don’t know after only two days here?
Luo Wei: "..."
It would be too merciless to shock her here. After all, she has not made any mistakes and has been quite well-behaved during this time.
So.
Who will translate? What is a surprise?
After finally arriving at the material store with a stiff neck, Vermeer glanced at Anain and started picking out the ritual materials without saying anything.
"You..." Luo Wei remembered the general contents of the Prisoner's Secret Code, and could tell that Vermeer was preparing for the spell he wanted.
"Since you said you will use it in the future, of course it is better to prepare in advance. I asked Bishop Monica that many materials will be out of stock when the elite competition starts, and the church does not have them in stock. It will be troublesome to configure them by then."
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So that’s it.
This is indeed something that needs to be considered in advance.
But...
Not surprisingly, Anaining came over and said, "What are you talking about? Is it a secret?"
"Yes." Vermeer replied without raising her head.
Luo Wei: "..."
"Eh-" This made Anaining immediately interested, "Then let's discuss some secrets. I think this feeling is quite interesting!"
Shut up...
Luo Wei's face turned dark. This guy really likes to get involved in everything.
But I can’t fight again and again, what can I do?
"There are still a few materials needed," Vermeer packed the materials and returned her attention to business. "I'm afraid I can only try it with a separate adventure merchant."
"Then go to the black market," Luo Wei also said seriously, "It's much faster than asking one by one."
"Black market? Okay! Then let's leave quickly!"
All the pedestrians around looked at them.
Vermeer: "..."
Luo Wei: "..."
Shouting so loudly.
Why do you think it is called the black market?
……
Baigang Town can only be considered a small and medium-sized town.
However, because there are many ruins and caves in the surrounding area and it is located on the Mansai Plain in the south of the kingdom, the adventurous atmosphere is very strong.
Exploring ruins is not just a game. In order to ensure a safe return, practical materials such as teleportation crystals and magic potions are often in short supply. Scarce materials from unknown sources can only be tried on the black market. Therefore, although the Knights are not interested in such
I know the gray area well, but I just turn a blind eye.
Luo Wei is quite familiar with this area, and many of the equipment and props he wears were obtained from here.
After paying the entrance fee in a dirty tavern, the three people in cloaks went down the greasy steps and entered the town's underground waterway. Then they opened the secret door next to the third pillar on the left and passed through the dark
After passing through the dark corridor, we arrived at a vast space lit by torches.
But it’s still underground after all.
Therefore, the whole atmosphere seems dark and damp, and the shops that follow tacit understanding rather than rules are also a little chaotic.
"What, come and see the new arrivals?"
"My dragon scales will definitely stay cooked!"
"There is nothing for children here, get out of here."
This is the first time for Vermeer to come here. The people here generally seem very fierce, and the things they sell are unexpected. Some shopkeepers even use magic to hold fireballs as lighting.
But seeing Anai's fearless look, she didn't intend to show any timidity, and soon walked up to a female shopkeeper who showed a warm and kind smile to all passers-by.
"...I want to see your goods."
The "female shopkeeper" was slightly stunned when she heard her voice, but her rich experience allowed her to adapt quickly. She turned sideways and showed a charming smile: "My little cutie, what kind of goods do you want?"
"I want something big, something special, maybe a little evil."
Vermeer gestured with her hands and said.
This made the "female shopkeeper" stunned again.
But then, she blinked with blurry eyes, leaned close to Vermeer's ear, and even her breathing became light and airy: "Oh, I can't tell. Listening to your voice, could it be that you are pursuing unbearable stimulation?"
?"
"How do you know?" Vermeer was a little surprised. Are the people on the black market really so powerful that they can tell at a glance that she is doing something that is not consistent with her status as a church priest?
"Haha... Of course I have seen all kinds of customers~" The shop owner sniffed the air in front of him and licked his lips with the tip of his red tongue, "You asked me to start... Well~ But I have to prioritize your needs.
To be continued...