"A week ago, an exploration team was ambushed by a group of ghouls when they were exploring the first floor. They suffered heavy casualties, and in the end, only one person survived. When he was running for his life, he stumbled upon a secret tunnel that led to a lake. According to the survivor's description, there were flowers that never wilted on the shore of the lake."
"Oh, a natural-attribute heirloom?" Lolo's interest was piqued. Abnormalities in the surroundings were often evidence of the existence of a heirloom.
"Perhaps. He didn't stay there for long. It was said that he saw two shadows under the lake that made him feel uneasy. After the ghouls left the tunnel, he quickly escaped and returned to the camp alone. He sold this information to an intelligence dealer for 30 silver coins. He also marked the approximate location of the tunnel entrance on the map. Now, this map is in my hands. How about it? Are you interested in reconsidering my suggestion?"
The Archmage crossed his fingers and shook his calves. He seemed to be very relaxed. He knew that a Grade 2 Swordsman couldn't resist the temptation of a heirloom. In fact, no expedition team could really steel their hearts to say no to a heirloom.
As expected, Hansen resisted for less than half a second before surrendering. The Grade 2 Swordsman was very pragmatic. "What do you want from us by providing us with this information? Money? Or something else? "
The Magister was about to say that he didn't really want anything and just wanted to hitch a ride with him. However, when he saw the rookie, The Brave, giving him a meaningful look, he had no choice but to change his words. "How about this, why don't you give me three portions of the final loot?"
"Three portions? You really have the guts to ask. " Hansen snorted coldly. "You're just talking, and you want to take 30% of the profit? Then what about those of us who risked our lives? One and a half, no more. Even if we bought this information from an intelligence dealer, it wouldn't be that expensive." Hansen snorted coldly.
"Uncle, you should think of it this way. Without this map in my hand, the possibility of you finding the secret treasure is infinitely close to zero. In other words, the final profit of your exploration will be greatly reduced. However, with this map of mine, even if you have to give me three copies, you will still have seven to divide. No matter how you look at it, the one who will profit in the end is you."
Hansen gritted his teeth. "Two portions, no more. Other than the reward, I'll deduct the other half from my earnings. If you're still not satisfied, then just pretend we never talked about it."
"Deal." The Archmage leaped up from his seat and shook hands with the Grade 2 Warrior. "Also, I have a small additional request."
"What else do you want?" Hansen's face tightened. The Grade 2 Swordsman kept reminding himself to stay calm. Otherwise, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to restrain himself from punching this insatiable bastard in the face.
"Don't be angry. This is actually to solve your previous worries, Captain Hansen." The Archmage smiled. "As you can see, my physique is only average, so I can't carry too much weight. Of course, I'll try my best to carry as much luggage as possible, but I'll need the help of others to carry the rest. However, it's been three days since we set off, and I believe everyone has used up a portion of their supplies. In other words, there should be some extra storage space. Captain Hansen, do you think we should share a portion of my weight with the others? That way, we won't have to hire a new follower. After all, we'll have to carry an extra portion of rations. "
Hansen was infuriated by the young man. "Can you be any more shameless?"
"I'm just making a suggestion that's beneficial to everyone. Captain Hansen, you know that bringing along a person who can't fight will increase the chances of casualties. If a temporarily hired follower dies in the dungeon, we'll have to pay a huge sum of compensation. According to the rules, this sum should be deducted from the expedition's profit first. In other words, when the time comes, the benefits of the entire team will be harmed …"
"I'll inform the rest of the team about the weight. If there's no problem, we'll meet at the camp gate in half an hour and prepare to depart." Hansen suppressed the anger in his heart. These words were practically squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth.
"Uh, actually, I still have a question …"
Before the Magister could finish his sentence, the grade 2 swordsman suddenly turned around. His eyes looked as if he was about to devour someone. Hansen had already made up his mind. If this ungrateful kid in front of him dared to make any more unreasonable requests, he would reject him even if it meant risking their lives.
In the end, he heard the young man very politely say, "Captain, please remember to close the door when you leave. I haven't finished my dessert."
"…"
Thus, the entire camp heard the deafening sound of the grade 2 swordsman closing the door.
"Oh my god! Are we going to be rich!!! "
As soon as Captain Hansen left, Lolo could not help but let out a cheer. At this moment, the rookie Brave's eyes were filled with sparkling gold coins. "Wow, you're really amazing. You actually got two more shares with just one sentence. In addition to my original one and a half share, don't we have more than a third of the expedition's earnings?! Haha, this time we're going to be rich!!! "
"Don't be too happy too early. When the time comes, whether or not we can get that heirloom is another matter." Rob had to pour some cold water on the female swordsman to cool down.
With great difficulty, Lolo calmed down the excitement in her mind. Then, she asked the doubt in her heart. "But why must you follow us and take the risk? Based on the three clues in your hands, even if you don't go down personally, as long as we find the heirloom, you can still get a share. Also, why did you keep provoking Captain Hansen? "
"Uh, my teacher always said that reading ten thousand books can help one travel ten thousand miles. Since this is a rare opportunity, of course, I also want to see the legendary underground city. "The Quasi Magister said.
The young man sat down again and picked up the pudding that he had eaten earlier. "As for your second question … The reason why I kept provoking him was because I wanted to see whose idea it was from his reaction."
"Huh? Whose idea? "
"I advise you to change your follower and not bring me along," the Magician said lightly. "Hanson, as the team leader, always looks out for the best interests of the team. It's only natural that he doesn't want to bring me along, but unless it's absolutely necessary, he usually doesn't interfere with the decisions of his team members. So, someone must have approached him and talked to him about me."
Lolo was stunned. "Oh, then do you know who's against you now?"
"I don't know. From what he said, it seems that everyone is quite satisfied with kicking me out of the team." The Magician said honestly.
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