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Chapter 563

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After a moment of silence, there was a burst of laughter in the tavern. Suhlen almost spat out the rum he just drank.

A mercenary in the tavern laughed and said to the man, "I thought there was a guy who dared to make a move here, and I thought there would be a good show. In the end, this is what you showed us?"

The others around him echoed. For a moment, the whole tavern was noisier than before. However, the adventurer looked indifferent and didn't care about it at all. He looked back and forth in the tavern, but no one was willing to buy it.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

The adventurer sighed secretly. He casually pulled the long sword and sheathed it. Then, he sat back on the chair and looked at the dancers on the stage in the center of the tavern.

Without a show to watch, the people in the tavern quickly forgot about this matter and began to drink again. Perhaps this matter would become a topic of conversation after drinking.

Suhlen came back from Deepwater City. The next morning, he went to the city hall to check that everything was normal. Then, he went to check that there were no problems with the workshops. In the afternoon, he deliberately came to the most popular tavern in the city to feel the atmosphere.

Just as he was thinking about whether he should let Karina have a hot dance after returning to the palace at night, he saw this scene in front of him. He had to admit that this performance was really good.

But to be honest, although he was a little far away, Suhlen could still see that the long sword in the adventurer's hand was made of good materials and was well forged. It was indeed the work of a dwarf master. 30 Kinnar was very generous. If it was in the blacksmith shop in the city, it would cost at least 70 or 80 Kinnar.

Suhlen thought that this guy was quite interesting. After thinking for a while, Suhlen asked someone to call him over.

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Soon, there were a few more people at Suhlen's table.

In addition to Suhlen and the adventurer, the two dancers who were dancing on the stage just now were accompanying them. After that, this guy didn't hold back. He hugged a dancer and put his hands all over her body. He even wolfed down the food and drinks on the table, completely like a reincarnated hungry ghost.

Suhlen quietly watched him eat and flirt. When he was almost done, he asked.

"That weapon isn't yours, is it?"

"Yes … Of course it's mine!" At this time, this adventurer did not have the image of an indifferent expert. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and he hugged the dancer next to him, his face like a pig.

"Hehe, why would an adventurer sell his weapon?" Suhlen sneered.

"This is my weapon. If I want to sell it, I'll … sell it. What can you do about it?"

Suhlen glanced at him and said, "I don't care, but where did you get this weapon?"

Telepathy!

A light flashed in Suhlen's eyes, and in the next second, the adventurer told him everything he knew.

It was very simple. This adventurer was just picking up scraps. He accidentally found two adventurers fighting. In the end, one of them died, and the other was seriously injured. The one who was seriously injured was not very lucky. He died from his injuries, so in the end, all those things fell into his hands.

It was just that this guy didn't turn the windfall into his assets. Instead, he indulged in debauchery every day. In less than a month, he had spent most of the money. Therefore, he wanted to sell this weapon as well. Tonight, when he saw the performance of the dancers in the tavern, his brain was filled with lust, and he did what he did just now.

"Did the two people leave anything else?" Suhlen continued to ask.

"There's also an iron box. I can't open it," the man said with dull eyes.

"Where is the iron box?" At my place.

Suhlen looked around and waved his hand gently. The two dancers got up and left with dull eyes. Then he said to the man, "Where do you live? Take me there."

"Yes!" With that, the adventurer stood up from the chair and turned to walk out of the tavern.

Su Lun followed him out, and the attendants who were responsible for the security work also appeared around him.

The adventurer walked all the way out and soon came to a house for rent. These houses were cheap and the place was narrow, but they were clean and tidy. There were no smelly gutters or the like. They could be considered clean and tidy.

After coming to this house, the adventurer took out an iron box from a stone brick under the bed. The box was tightly sealed, and it was impossible to tell where to open it. There was also a layer of protective magic light on it. On the outside of the box, there was also a rune circle. This was the opening circle of the box.

After seeing it, Suhlen instantly knew that it was stored in a mage's box. The things inside must be very valuable.

Suhlen didn't have a good way to remove this kind of seal. This kind of box was set with a protective device. If he tried to open it by force, the box would probably self-destruct, and the things inside would be destroyed.

Although he couldn't open this magic box, it didn't mean that Hathaway couldn't. Although he was now a level four wizard, his knowledge was far from Hathaway's.

Suhlen played with the box. It was slightly heavy in his hand. There was no obvious mark on the box, only a hexagram circle. To be safe, he didn't try to open it. Instead, he brought it back to Hathaway for help.

In the North Wind Tower, Suhlen found Hathaway and handed the box to her. Hathaway looked at it carefully and said, "It is indeed a magic box, and it's well-preserved. No one has opened it before."

"Can you open it?" Suhlen asked.

"Let me try," Hathaway said as she picked up the box.

After about an hour, a light rose from the box. Then, with a soft crack, the box in front of them cracked open.

Suhlen opened the box. Other than a parchment scroll, there was also a letter. The parchment scroll was a map. Although the drawing was very rough, one could still tell that it was the general terrain of the northern wasteland.

However, that wasn't the main point. There was an obvious mark on the map. There was a red dot on the map, and the word "ruin" was written next to it. It was obvious that this was a map of a ruin.

That unlucky guy must have found a ruin by accident and wanted to sell it for a good price. Unfortunately, he met his enemy on the way back. Although he killed his enemy with his superb swordsmanship and strength, he was also badly injured. The medicine he brought with him was used up in the previous exploration. Without medicine, he was seriously injured. In the end, he followed in his enemy's footsteps. Then, the guy hiding in the corner took advantage of him.

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