But now, this white bear has actually managed to sell two sets in one day with its own strength. It is simply blessed by the goddess of luck and wealth.

As for why a bear chewed steel, Tyrone Fulong didn't care at all. Instead, he deliberately kicked the expensive high-quality weapons and armors next to him, hoping that the other party would chew two more pieces, so that the profit for a month would be

Out.

"Two thousand gold coins?!"

When Imon heard the price, she immediately took a breath and stared at Jasila, who was in charge of accounting in the team, with an almost pleading look.

The latter was also speechless at this moment, holding his head and responded: "Stop thinking about it! We can't get four thousand gold coins now!"

"What should we do?"

Aberdare was completely stunned.

He hasn't even bought a weapon yet, so he is directly in debt and bankrupt.

"There is no other way. Take out some of the valuable equipment and trophies you bought at Friendly Arm and sell them."

There was a hint of helplessness in Jasila's tone.

Because she had tried to communicate with Atio many times on the road, but the problem was that although he also ate ordinary food, he was obviously more interested in hard metal.

Especially magical metals like mithril and fine gold are never let go.

When fighting bandits before, the team picked up a mithril dagger.

Imoen and Montaro also argued for a long time over the ownership of the trophies.

But who knew that when they ended their quarrel and turned around, they suddenly discovered that the mithril dagger had only one hilt left.

The rest is chewed in the white bear's mouth, as if eating crunchy bamboo shoots.

You must know that the hardness of mithril is almost the same as the best tempered steel.

A piece of mithril mail can withstand damage from most piercing and slashing weapons.

From then on, the team realized from top to bottom that this white bear, which could change its size at will, was probably more powerful and terrifying than any of them.

A group of bounty hunters, including mages and priests, were chasing Aberdare for a bounty. They didn't even have a chance to get close before Atio rushed up and wiped them out.

Several of the control, charm, and attack spells hit it, almost like scratching it.

So there was no good way for Jasila to deal with such a "little ancestor" who couldn't be beaten, driven away, or persuaded.

The only advantage that can be seen at the moment is that you are not afraid of encountering combat at all.

For others, the bandit who is afraid to avoid, in the eyes of Aberdare and his party is a supply package delivered to their door.

Not only can you harvest some money, jewelry and leather armor, but you can also feed the metal products carried by the other party to the white bear, so that it will not always stare at everyone's metal armor and weapons.

"Selling the equipment? No! I don't want it!"

Imoen immediately showed strong resistance and held on to the missile staff tightly, refusing to let go.

It's a pity that the arm can't twist the thigh.

The missile staff she spent a lot of money to buy was forcibly snatched away and stuffed into the hands of the blacksmith shop owner.

The status of magic items in Faerûn is almost the same as gold on earth. They are very valuable and stable in price, and can be used as general equivalents or collateral in most places.

Tyrone Fulong picked it up and inspected it briefly. After confirming that it was a brand new wand that had not been used, he immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! A fifty-shot missile wand, this thing can be counted among you."

One thousand gold coins."

"What? Only a thousand gold coins? I spent 1,300 gold coins when I bought it!"

Imon waved her little fist and expressed strong dissatisfaction and protest.

"Sorry, little girl. Mortgage and selling are two different things, and a discount is almost inevitable." Tyrone Fulong shrugged and explained.

Just when Imon was still about to argue, Jasila raised her hand to stop her: "Okay, don't be so willful and petty here.

The boss is right, everything will be sold at a discount.

Sometimes, the price of some trophies can only be sold for one-fifth or even one-tenth of the selling price.

These are all common sense that adventurers must have."

"Profiteer!"

Imoen cursed angrily in a low voice, his eyes always staring at the missile wand, obviously reluctant to part with it.

In comparison, Aberdare was not much better, and was forced to take off a pair of power gloves.

This thing is obviously much more valuable than the missile wand.

Tyrone Furlong immediately beamed and said generously that with these two items and some cash, he could pay for the two items.

After going through bankruptcy and liquidation, the group obviously had no desire to shop.

Aberdare even bought an ordinary two-handed giant sword and quickly turned around and left, fearing that Atio would have to take off his underwear to pay off the debt if he chewed something else.

"Hey - where are we going now? A hotel or a tavern?" Imoen asked dejectedly.

"I think we should find a job first."

Aberdare glanced at the white bear who was chewing on the leggings, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently uncontrollably.

You must know that since Atio joined the team, he has been in no mood to lust after Jasira for several days.

Just when Imoen was about to nod in agreement, a half-elf thief wearing leather armor suddenly emerged from the corner and asked in a mysterious tone: "Hey! Adventurers! Are you interested in accepting employment?"<

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"Hire? It depends on what price you can offer! You know, we are all experienced veterans, and we won't do it if the money is too little."

Aberdare pretended to be diplomatic and prepared to bargain.

He has traveled to many places with his adoptive father Gillian, so he is no stranger to this life of accepting employment and making money.

"My master wants to investigate the forces behind those bandits.

I am willing to offer 10,000 gold coins for this!

There are three thousand gold coins here as a deposit.

The remaining seven thousand gold coins will not be paid until the results are obtained."

While he was talking, the half-elf thief took out a heavy leather bag from his leather armor and threw it on the ground.

The next second...

Bang!

Wow!

A large number of golden coins were exposed to everyone's sight.

Instantly!

Aberdare's breathing became rapid, and then he picked up his leather bag and said bluntly: "We have taken this job! Tell your master that I will come back with the exact news in a week at most.

Ask him to prepare the remaining seven thousand gold coins."

"No problem! I'll wait for you at the Field Hotel."

After saying that, the half-elf thief turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

There is no doubt that this commission of 10,000 gold coins dropped from the sky made the team who had just experienced a bankruptcy crisis instantly become elated.

Aberdare did not hesitate to redeem the two pieces of magic equipment that had just been mortgaged to the blacksmith shop owner with three thousand gold coins.

Although Jasira reminded that there might be something fishy or some hidden conspiracy in this matter.

But he didn't listen at all. He just found a tavern and had a big meal to celebrate, and began to look forward to the remaining seven thousand gold coins he would get after completing the task.

Only Atio seemed to smell something familiar, and a puzzled expression appeared on the bear's face.

In the guest room on the second floor of the Feld Hotel, Ximanmeng was sitting on a chair, fiddling with the Shuoyou mobile terminal in his hand while listening to the report from his half-elf thief. After about two or three minutes, he said casually: "You

Well done, stay in this town and maintain contact with them. Remember, don’t take the initiative to reveal your identity, let alone contact Sal and Montaro.”

"Understood! Please rest assured, I will guide him to get closer to Sarevok step by step, so that the two sons of Baal can finally meet and decide each other's fate."

The half-elf thief raised his head with a sinister and cunning smile.

"Perform well. The Zhentarim is short of manpower right now. If your work is good enough, then you might have a chance to enter the inner ring." Xi Manmeng stood up and patted his subordinates on the shoulders to encourage him.
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Chapter completed!