Blood of Mercury

Wearing thin black-rimmed glasses, her long black hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and she wore a buttonless black coat over her simple and unadorned white vest. This handsome young man in his twenties was dressed like a waiter in a tavern, but he still couldn't hide his extravagance.

Because the innkeeper inadvertently saw his suitcase.

He could see that the quaint black suitcase was handmade by Su Ze. With the blessing of magical alchemy, this suitcase could effectively reduce the weight of the contents inside. The dark flower on the top was popular in the era of the beheading, and there are not many that can be preserved so well up to now.

As an alchemy item, it can also sell for a sky-high price of more than 300 gold coins just by virtue of its complex and beautiful patterns. The boss used to live near the old town mayor, and he was fortunate enough to see its counterfeit once.

I heard that the old town mayor lost his eye when he was picking up a leak. After he got it, he found that the pattern and era were correct, but there was no open seam. Compared with a huge slab, the pattern is different. . And it doesn't seem to have any weight-saving features either. With its weight, even if there is nothing in it, at least the strength of a full-scale warrior can lift it.

So the old town mayor had to put it on a sealed shelf as a decoration.

The boss remembers that even the sturdy bodyguard at that time had to lift the box with both hands. But this slender young man seemed to lift the box with three fingers as easily as he was carrying an empty wooden box.

——In other words, this is the real thing.

A person who can carry a box worth 300 gold coins all over the floor - the innkeeper can't imagine what was in the box, and he couldn't imagine how noble this young man's identity was, so he could only nod and bow in his most humble attitude. Give him the highest respect: "What do you want?"

"One of the best rooms."

Without any hesitation, the young man threw a gold coin to the innkeeper.

"No, no, no! I can't use it, I can't use it!"

If it was another guest, the boss would definitely greedy the gold coin, and would never give him a copper plate. If the guest asks, he will also say that the rest is a tip - even if the tip may be dozens of times more than the official cost.

But to the one in front of him, the boss didn't dare to do this.

It's not that he is worried about his own safety - he knows that his status is so noble that he never lacks gold coins in his sleeves, and he will never lower his worth to trouble him because of a single gold coin.

He actually wanted more.

For example, a knighthood, and a knightly manor.

He knew that a nobleman could make his subordinates a knight. That's a knight - as majestic as Lord Will!

And Mr. Will is just a knight without a fief, and he is so majestic in the town that his nostrils are upside-down!

Also, I heard that some big nobles can also turn commoners into noble masters... I heard that Su Ze's royal family are all black hair... If...

Excited in my heart. The boss hardly dared to think about it any longer.

He was afraid that his expression would reveal his intentions.

I saw the aristocratic young man pondering for a while, as if he was thinking about where else to spend money.

He doesn't dare to recommend the food of his hotel - it must be presented later. If you care about such a small place, you will inevitably leave a stingy impression.

"Then... I'll buy a set of regular clothes for my sister with the rest of the money. She is about the same size as me, so she needs black."

The young man said with a smile, stretched out his fingers and swayed the suitcase, turning it in a circle between his fingers.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely buy you the best! The most beautiful clothes!"

The boss's eyes were attracted by the suitcase for a moment, then he nodded again and again, and then handed the gold coin in his hand to the man.

But at this moment, he heard the young man say: "When the winter is over, boss, if you have time, come to Suze's Toya Tamis, and then hand this gold coin to my housekeeper. I'll treat you to dinner, Suze's Specialty food.”

The young man scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I didn't bring much gold coins when I went out this time. I didn't expect that the price of Caral was so expensive, and I didn't have much gold coins on hand... Boss, you are such a good person. By the way, you don't need to buy too much clothes. Alright, just one or two gold coins is enough."

Listen! He doesn't have much gold coins on hand - does he usually carry gold coins when he goes out?

Also, what is "the price of Caral is so expensive"... The boss guessed instantly that his colleagues must have slaughtered him as an ordinary fat sheep without seeing the identity of this master.

Thank you for your stupidity, sending this great gift to me!

However, one or two gold coins... Hearing this, the boss's heart twitched.

Two gold coins! That was close to three months of pure profit for him.

He was reluctant to let the fat go to Bai Wu—the boss was so ruthless that he decided to take out five gold coins from his savings to buy the best clothes that he could buy in Ram. Anyway, when the winter is over, every gold coin I spend will be rewarded hundreds of times. He could see that this aristocratic young man was very good, gentle, and even a little cowardly.

Such people are quite easy to bully. If you kneel down and ask, or even roll and kowtow, you probably won't be reluctant to give yourself a knighthood, right? Even if there is no fief...

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the gold coins in his hand.

The weight is heavier than ordinary gold coins - this means that the gold content is higher and more valuable. Instead of the gold-leaf flower pattern on the Caral gold coin, there is a strange leaf drawn on it - it looks like the leaf of a winged tree.

This is Su Ze's gold coin? The boss, who has never been abroad, took it as a rare thing and looked at it carefully.

He didn't dare to bite, but he carefully put away it with a paper handkerchief, and then personally led the noble youth to the most expensive guest room.

After the innkeeper respectfully closed the door, the noble young man's innocent and gentle smile instantly became meaningful.

As soon as he took off his glasses, the eyes that were as deep as an abyss appeared again after he had no glasses to cover them up.

It was Roland.

"I didn't expect the mayor's family to be so poor... Or is it that his servants moved too much?"

Roland chuckled lightly.

Apart from the uniform that the mayor's son had made for him and hadn't been put on for a while, he found the suitcase that the servant couldn't carry -- not to mention gold coins, Roland didn't even find half a copper coin. .

But this suitcase is really a good thing. It was a surprise that Roland could find this thing at the mayor's house. This thing is the work of Master Aristotle, and the alchemy circle inside can offset 300 pounds of weight when activated.

If it is auctioned, it is only a question of where to auction it if you get a thousand gold. This box alone is enough for Roland to buy a hereditary title in any country.

The reason why this box did not function at all in the hands of the mayor—it was simply because the magic power was not enough.

Alchemy products are notorious for consuming mana, and no matter how cleverly designed the magic cycle of Master Aristotle, it will definitely be completely consumed in nearly sixty years.

Roland could guess with his elbow. The mayor's method of obtaining this thing was absolutely not bright, so that he didn't dare to ask an expert with this box.

After all, the mana consumption of alchemy products is relative to enchanted items - with Roland's mere energy savings of formal-level Ashes, only half of the natural energy is enough to drive this item to operate normally for a year.

After recharging, Roland was naturally able to open the locked box.

What disappoints Roland is that aside from a heavy black slate, there are only countless coins...

These cute little things that are shiny and golden, there is no gold in them at all. This is a gold coin symbol made of the splendid silver trunk of the wing tree, which is full of metallic texture, sawn to the size of a coin, and then painted with golden lacquer. Even the gold paint does not contain any gold.

Because some witches and wizards need to use a lot of gold coins, in order to prevent a large number of rare metals from disappearing out of thin air and bring about the collapse of the financial system of the whole world, some wizards have developed substitutes for gold coins.

In order to prevent someone from being deceived, the back of the gold coin is specially marked with the leaves of the wing tree; on the front, there is a witty saying "You can take a bite and have a look" written in five languages.

Just a bite, a strong smell of paint and wood **** will reveal its identity. No matter how much it feels like a gold coin.

That is a fake gold coin processed from a wing tree. It can also be used as a casting material, and it is much cheaper than gold coins.

A ten-year-old wing tree can produce tens of thousands of such gold coins. On average, one such gold coin is worth at most two copper coins - more than half of which are labor costs, after all, the wing tree is outrageously hard.

This incomparably cheap gold coin is dubbed the ghost coin by players. However, there are also people who use this thing to deceive people in Karal, who hardly sees a wizard, and the success rate is very high for a long time - except for the occasional businessman who knows the goods as a wizard who comes to cheat money and is wanted...

Roland poured out half of the coins, found a lake and sank them in, then put his black robe in the suitcase, put on the mayor's uniform that unexpectedly fit well, and went to Ram's most luxurious hotel.

After entering his room, Roland took out a bottle of red oily liquid with a faint golden light from the suitcase, and poured it on the bed and every corner of the room.

Immediately, an aroma mixed with peppermint and mint filled the room.

Those were the bottles of alchemy fuel that Roland found in the mayor's fireplace. These were the failures of Su Ze's alchemists when they made highly concentrated solid fuels. Although they could not be stored stably, their performance was better than ordinary alchemy fuels. It is much more stable, and it has lost the pungent smell of alchemy fire, and the cost is cheap enough to be used as a substitute for civilian fuel.

About this bottle is enough to burn the fire for a winter, and the price is nothing more than two silver coins, which is not expensive. Therefore, the servants who almost robbed the mayor's house Ming also looked down on this thing.

Although it's not expensive, most people still don't use it. After all, the fuel that is enough for heating in winter is only one silver coin at most, but compared with the price of those two silver coins, the commoners are more inclined to endure the smoke from burning dead branches-for them, one silver coin can already do a lot something happened.

Just as Roland poured the fuel all over the room, there was a knock at the door.

"Sir, your clothes."

Unlike the boss's voice, it was a pleasant and brisk female voice.

Is it delivered to your door?

Roland didn't even bother to put away the bottle, so he just went inside, and while continuing to pour oil, he lazily shouted, "The door is unlocked. Just come in and put down your clothes."

"OK."

The people outside responded obediently. Immediately afterwards, the sound of the door being opened came, and in less than five or six seconds, there was the sound of the door being closed.

Roland came out of the room and put the clothes on the table into the suitcase without looking at it.

Then he threw the bottle with the last bit of oil in it into the fireplace. So the flames in the fireplace instantly became larger, and Roland could feel the scorching heat from two meters away.

Under the heat, the rug closest to the fireplace began to burn slowly.

Until the burning carpet touches the next dollop of alchemical fuel, it burns so quietly and slowly.

In less than five minutes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the fire in this room will be unstoppable; in another fifteen minutes, the entire load-bearing structure of this wooden room will be brittle due to the high temperature, and then collapse.

He has other places to go. The collapse of just one hotel in a fire may only be taken as an accident.

In order for Farina to realize his existence, Roland still needs to continue to show his existence.

There are still six bottles of alchemical fuel. The fire caused by this kind of thing will not be extinguished by water, and only Farina can stop the fire in the whole Ram. With her ability, it only takes less than a quarter of an hour to put out this flame—if she dares to go out after discovering the mark of truth and revenge of the mayor's house.

Come on, choose.

Are you risking your life that no other person can understand to save the whole town? Or protect yourself first?

A cold smile appeared on Roland's face, and he immediately put on his flat glasses and tied his hair at will.

There is only one correct answer.

Farina, who has been discovered by the Truth Society, has no time to start all over again. She can only risk her life to save the townspeople in Ram Town—even so, all the townspeople will not understand what she has done for this. , while those who were finally rescued would resent her being late.

Roland walked out of the door with a suitcase, and then locked the door from the outside.

"Are you going out?"

The innkeeper approached eagerly.

"I'm going to pick up my sister, and I'll come back when I receive it."

Roland replied with a chuckle, then walked downstairs without hesitation.

Of course he doesn't have a sister.

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