"Bro, you know me. This is what I do. Even if someone offers to buy the color of my wife's underwear, I'll still sell it." David swore solemnly, with an expression that said, "This is the professionalism of a top-notch intelligence dealer."
If Archmage didn't know that this guy didn't have a wife, he might have believed him.
Luo Bu did not bother to expose his lie. The great magician did not come to the little intelligence trafficker this time to denounce him. The teenager let go of his hand. "I don't want to pursue what happened before. I'm here for something else. Since you sell intelligence for a living, you should know where to get identification. Remember, I don't want a fake one, but a real one, or at least one that no one can tell whether it's real or fake."
"Identification?" David stood up from the ground, dusted himself, and asked curiously, "What do you want that for?"
Identification was usually issued by the City hall of the place of birth and stamped with the seal of the local church. It had a simple function. It was only used when one wanted to move to another place of residence.
For example, if a villager from Town A wanted to move to Town B and become a villager of Town B, the City hall of Town B would ask him to show identification to prove that he wasn't a bad person. Otherwise, his move to Town B might cause a bad influence to the villagers.
Also, it was convenient for the local lord to know the changes of people in his territory and the situation of people moving in and out.
"You don't have to worry about this." Rob glanced at the intelligence dealer. Since the future Supreme Magus Your Honor had decided to leave Ryan and continue his dream of opening a bakery and living as an ordinary person, some things had to be prepared.
Of course, he could go to the City hall to get identification, but it would inevitably leave traces. Rob? Few people in the Dawn Continent had heard of Rex, but as the dean of the Academy of Magic, Steins and Demain, they definitely knew him.
Once they failed to find any traces of Rob's childhood in the Free city-state, they would naturally realize that the young man had played tricks when he entered the school. By then, the two of them would definitely look elsewhere.
If they found out that there was a guy with this name in Ryan who had just changed his residence, Archmage's good days would probably come to an end.
"It might be a little difficult to get a real ID. City hall is easy, but the people from the Church are not easy to deal with unless you're willing to spend a lot of money. But that would be too much of a waste. I'm guessing you'll only use an ID once, so you might as well consider other options. I know a very powerful guy who's in Ryan right now. His forgeries have never been seen through, they're exactly the same as the real thing …"
Hearing that there was business to be done, David suddenly became energetic and worked hard to promote.
"Just tell me how much you want."
David rubbed his hands. "Well, you get what you pay for. Good stuff, it's inevitable that it'll be a little more expensive. A hundred silver coins, and that's just a friendship price. Take it as my apology for what happened before."
"I'll give you a hundred and twenty silver coins. What's the earliest you can get it?"
The intelligence dealer slapped his thigh. "I like your impatience, boss. Leave me an address, I'll write to him now. I promise to settle the ID issue in five days. Rob had nothing else to do at the campsite. He checked his backpack and found that Bevinadet was still in a deep sleep, showing no signs of waking up.
Rob replenished some mana for it, but he did not give it any mana source. That thing was extremely precious to every magician. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Your Honor, the future Supreme Magus, would not use it anymore. Demotion was no laughing matter.
After that, Archmage saw the rookie, The Brave, staring blankly by the campfire.
"Hey, you've finally saved enough money, aren't you going to celebrate?" The young man picked a clean spot beside the girl and sat down.
"Huh?" The girl seemed to be in a daze. When she heard the young scholar's voice, she froze for a moment and turned around blankly. After a while, her eyes gradually regained focus.
"Oh, it's you. Why are you here?" Lolo tried her best to speak in a calm tone, but Archmage could still hear a trace of disappointment in her voice.
"I just happened to walk here and saw you here alone. What's wrong? The adventure is about to end. Are you unhappy?"
Lolo hugged her knees. "Well, it's not that I'm unhappy, but I'm not as excited as I thought I would be. It's so strange. I was always on tenterhooks in the underground city, always wondering when I would be able to return to the surface. But now that I'm back, my heart feels empty. Well, at least this adventure was a success. I thought I would return empty-handed."
The girl turned her head to look at the Great Magician beside her. "By the way, I haven't had a chance to properly thank you along the way. Previously, when we were fighting against that two-headed demon wolf in the Endless Tree Sea, if it wasn't for you, I might have been eaten. Also, now that I have this money on me, if it wasn't for you solving that underground maze, I would never have gotten it."
The future Supreme Magus, Your Honor, waved his hand. "You're welcome. I owe you anyway. Since we agreed to be your attendant for this adventure, I have to play my part to be worthy of your expensive commission."
Lolo tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Although you always look like you don't care about anything, I didn't expect you to be so reliable at critical times."
Archmage shrugged.
"Sometimes, I also think that it would be nice to be a simple adventurer like Hansen and Mr. Edward. They have their own goals and will always work hard for them. When they achieve their goals, they will also reap the joy from the bottom of their hearts."
"Oh, then what about you? What's your goal?" From the first time they met, Rob discovered that Lolo was hiding many secrets. For example, why would a rookie adventurer have a priceless Elven sword, why she wanted to become a mage, and the strong will to survive that burst out of her at the critical moment …
All of these seemed to be pushed forward by an invisible hand.
Luo Luo must have had a hard time. Although the girl usually appeared carefree and cheerful in front of others, in reality, her thin and weak shoulders carried an unimaginable weight.
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