A certain someone tried hard to remember when he had gotten these two boxes. The earliest impression was when he had just returned to Wulian City, when he was the richest. At that time, the two girls were making a fuss about wanting to buy some magic materials and even carried their big sister out. He had no idea what he had agreed to, but of course, he didn't remember what he had agreed to.
It seemed like it was this thing in front of him. Only then could he afford to spend so much money. But …
"You've already used such good materials and enchanted them with so many spells. Why don't you think of a way to make them lighter so that we can carry them easier?" someone asked the Lich, who had been silent all this time.
"How light? So that it would be easier for thieves to carry it away. "Fen retorted.
… A certain someone was speechless.
This was really a dilemma. The weight of the box itself was the strongest and most powerful anti-theft device. If he made it too convenient, it would naturally be equally convenient for those who harbored ill intentions.
At this moment, a certain someone suddenly remembered that back on Earth, there were many games that had the ability to throw money as an attack. The more money thrown, the more damage it would cause. Now that he thought about it, this setting was quite scientific. It was just that the part that hurt wasn't the value of the money, but the 'weight' of the money. It was the actual, physical weight.
Looking at these two boxes, a certain someone couldn't help but worry. In the past, because these things were too eye-catching, they caused a lot of trouble. Therefore, people who thought that money would bite people would think of ways to transfer their income one by one to buy some safety. What he didn't expect was that not only could money bite people, it could also crush people to death …
With this amount, if it was thrown out like a catapult, no matter who it hit, they would lose their lives. Of course, he didn't think about what kind of trebuchet would be needed to throw something of this weight.
He let out a long sigh and deeply felt that he had brought this upon himself. Lin didn't care about wasting money or saving his life, and used all of his magic related to weight. Sitting on the horse, he bent his waist, wrapped his arms around the box, and pushed his legs with all his strength. Only then did he lift the box and carefully walk downstairs to the warehouse that he had borrowed.
Seeing their teacher walk away with difficulty, the two girls walked up to Lich and asked in confusion, "Hmm, why is teacher moving things like this? Big sister, you didn't tell teacher that the magic on the box can be adjusted. "
"Hmm, didn't I say that? I told you. Well, it seems like I really didn't say it. Just take it as I said it. You don't have to be so calculative. Hurry up, let's move the things down and prepare dinner. "Fen urged the two girls with a nonchalant expression.
The people who were watching the entire process had only one thought, and that was that there would always be a deeper pit.
In the next few days, Uzov's companions finally stopped. He no longer looked for nobles who did not know what they were talking about, mumbling about wanting to buy something.
It was true that the nobles near the Golden Water Route were very wealthy, but compared to the traditional nobles of the Military Kingdom, they were still a level lower. In order to obtain the Battleship Slicing Blade, it would probably require the five dukes of the military state to act, or even the emperor himself. Only then would they have the wealth to do so.
However, people of this level would not easily come into contact with people without any noble bloodline. Mages who had no monarch or country had always been the target of the nobles. It was already a consensus among the nobles that the great nobles would not meet with such people directly. No matter how talented the other party was, or how much precious knowledge they had, they had to be introduced by the lower nobles. Only by going up the ranks, could they possibly meet the great nobles.
But … … a certain someone was simply staying away from the nobles, let alone trying to curry favor with them. Of course, for Lin, dealing with the nobles was not something that would make him feel disgusted. Back in Wulian City, in order to find sponsors for the academy, he had dragged the Lich along, licked his face, and went everywhere to visit the nobles' banquets. But being able to do it did not mean that he liked to do it or had to do it.
Now, a certain someone did not ask for anything from the nobles. Since there was no need to ask for anything, there was naturally no need to deal with the nobles. Thus, there was no need to waste time meeting with those people who looked like dogs.
Even when he was in Wulian City, interacting with the nobles was not a good memory. The discrimination of the nobles was deeply rooted in their bones. No matter how beautiful they said it verbally, it would always be inadvertently revealed.
Thus, for the banquet invitations, whether it was from the merchant class or the nobles, a certain someone would politely decline them all. While waiting for the ship, he would wander around every day with nothing to do. Sometimes he would be alone, and sometimes Finn would follow him to the streets. If he met someone on the streets, of course, he would politely decline all invitations.
As for why he wanted to avoid those people, why didn't he just go out on the streets and stay in the inn? This was because a certain someone still wanted to try his luck and see if he could find something left behind by other people from the same hometown. Even if it was not for the sake of his hometown … … What a joke, that was Leonardo da Vinci. Any manuscript, signature, or used thing could be taken back as a family heirloom. The importance of that portrait had been raised to the highest level by him.
But there was one thing that a certain someone did not consider carefully. In the past, he could use that kind of attitude to neglect the nobles because the nobles' power was usually not as strong as the local mage's power. This also led to the fact that although the Society of Sorcerers had a loose organizational structure, the nobles would be restrained in their actions in order to avoid crossing some unknown red line and inviting disaster.
But the place he was at today was within the borders of an empire, and he was an outsider with no identity. Even the dogs of the Kingdom of Weida were nobler than people from other places. This was the common understanding of the people of the Kingdom of Weida. Not to mention those noble classes with good bloodlines and high status. Even a viscount of the Kingdom of Weida dared to reprimand the kings of some small countries.
Even if a certain mage had many seemingly inconceivable experiences, who cared that the beauty beside him seemed to be a demon king. For the people of the Kingdom of Weida, the right thing was the actions of the people of the Kingdom of Weida, and the wrong thing was everything that did not conform to the people of the Kingdom of Weida. There was no other way for the world to operate except around oneself. So a certain mage's rudeness was an attitude that deserved ten thousand deaths.
However, to deal with a mage, one had to be strategic, especially when one wanted something in the other party's hands. Openly taking something by force would only make the other nobles look down on him and think that he had lost the bearing that a civilized person should have. But continuous disregard was enough to anger a noble who thought highly of himself. Naturally, there would be less rational people who would make some irrational choices.
At least, when it was time for dinner and the two girls who should have come back to take care of everything did not appear, no matter how slow a certain someone was, he would have realized that something was wrong.
Since the girls came to his side more than ten years ago, they had never stopped doing what they were supposed to do. They played outside until they forgot their home and missed dinner. Perhaps it was a sense of insecurity. They were afraid that when they were no longer useful, they would be mercilessly abandoned. So in a certain someone's impression, he only disdained the two girls for meddling too much, and didn't have the chance to complain that they didn't do anything.
Because they didn't hunt prey for dinner, they didn't dare to come back?
This had happened to them when they were young. But as they grew older, their hunting skills also became much better. As a two-ring magic apprentice, if they couldn't hunt a small animal that could be eaten, then they could throw their magic wand away, either hang themselves or go home to farm. Unless their luck was really that bad, and there were no other living creatures in the vicinity except for the master and the disciples.
But no matter how bad their luck was, they were still in the wilderness! Where was this? It was the river port city of Jasfan! The creatures in the Mystery Land had a deep-rooted concept of territory. Their daily lives were rarely close to human life. So as long as they stayed in the city, if they wanted to hunt a small animal to eat, they would probably only find a rat in a ditch.
However, in the city, there was neither war nor being targeted, and it wasn't like they were embarrassingly short of money, so it would be a joke if they could starve to death.
Then, were they delayed because they had to buy fresh ingredients?
When it came to food, even in the city, there were only morning markets in the Mystery Land. There were no 24-hour supermarkets that were open all year round. It was possible to find a place that served dinner at dusk, but if there really wasn't enough time, the girls would probably rush back and ask the inn to prepare dinner. A certain someone wouldn't be angry over such a small matter. Not like now, where there wasn't even a trace of them.
Had they really gone too far? Or …
He casually ate some dinner, and the night was silent. Of course, the two wild girls were nowhere to be seen.
The next morning, there was a knock on the door.
"Sir Tripwood." Uzov's companion, the noble's daughter, knocked on the door of a certain someone and the Lich.
After Lin opened the door, he looked at the noble lady who could be considered pretty and had a somewhat wild expression and said, "What's the matter?"
"There's a guest who wants to see you." When she said this, she was a little anxious. Then she hurriedly explained, "I know that you don't want to continue wasting time on the issue of buying and selling battleship swords. But the guest who came promised that he didn't come for business and didn't want to reveal the purpose of his visit. He only strongly requested to see you. And … "
"And what?"
"He said that if you don't want to see him, you'll definitely regret it later." After the noble lady conveyed this message, she already regretted it. However, behind the visiting emissary, his family's network could reach the level of the Five Archdukes. It wasn't something she could easily refuse, so she could only brace herself and come.
Lin chuckled. In the past few days, this was the first noble to say such harsh words. Before, whether it was the emissary or the noble who came personally, their words were impolite, but it was just a lingering arrogance. On the surface, they still cared. But this newcomer didn't seem to care. "Is he in the hall? I'll go see him and see what he wants to say. "
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