Wizard Count

Although he will continue to refine other demonized items, this time Connor does not intend to purchase raw materials from the "Mihalovich Mining Company" that George introduced to him. Although that might save him some golden pound, after a brief contact with the store manager of that company, Mr. Simeone, Connor felt that the store manager was too smart. Buying raw materials there, it is very likely that this method of placing other raw materials in the material list is not hidden from his eyes.

In addition, this time I learned clues about the black market from Valleho, which also made Connor more interested in the existence of the black market. He desperately wants to know about the wizard world. All his sources of information about the wizard world come from Reyes. This is definitely not a good thing, no doubt! Connor wants to broaden his sources of information!

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I saw the brand "Papa Morgan’s Bistro" again, although It hasn't been too long, but it's true that Connor feels like a world away, as if the day he faced the death threats of Vidal and Rebecca was yesterday.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, Connor walked in grandiosely, not caring that he was once in this room and stabbed a bastard named "Khedira". And the reason Connor dared to be so arrogant was that he believed in his disguise, and no one could recognize him.

A middle aged big man with rough skin, a beard face and a linen cloak full of alcohol will never remind one of a decent heir to count.

In order to be more in line with his current personality and not to be noticed, Connor took out eight pennies from his arms, lined them up on the bar, and yelled: "Waiter! Waiter! Quickly bring me a charcoal-grilled pork chop!"

The waiter behind the bar glanced at the eight pennies discharged by Connor, and said angrily: "Charcoal-grilled pork chop, ten pence!"

"What? Ten pennies! Why don't you grab it? A pork chop on Levante Street costs three pennies!" Connor muttered flustered and exasperated, and slowly took it from his pocket. He took out two pennies and threw them on the bar.

The waiter who knew he could not get any tips from the "poor ghost" in front of him rolled his eyes and picked up the pennies on the counter and put them in the cash box. Lazily called Said: "Wait!"

The disguised Connor kept muttering in his mouth, while secretly looking at all kinds of people in this bar. They were far beyond ordinary wizard primary level apprentices. The spirit strength is also quietly dispersed.

"One price! Two shillings, which is one penny less, you don’t want to go to my old lady’s bed!"

"Makuis, a bald guy, dare to steal my wife, you go Help me teach him a lesson, and I will give you a golden pound after it's done!"

"Tonight, we will make Courtois this kid. The five golden pounds in his house are us. Brother’s!"

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Dozens of conversations, It just poured directly into Connor's ears, which made Connor's mouth a faint smile. The more he learns Abyss Secret Technique, the more Connor can feel the power and magic of spirit strength. After letting go of spirit strength, as long as the creature with lower spirit strength is under the coverage of his spirit strength, it will not be able to hide anything. Everything is silent, leaving no traces.

Monitoring dozens of conversations in his ears, Connor carefully distinguished whether there was a "black market" or "crazy horse" in the content of these conversations. "Such words.

Connor's luck is not bad, only ten minutes have passed before he has overheard a conversation that interests him very much.

"That batch of goods is worth at least fifty golden pound, can you wash it out? This ticket is dry, I will divide you three points!" One on the remote sofa in the northwest corner of the bar The young man in the peaked cap raised three fingers while combing his back at the cigar in front of him. The stylish old man whispered:

The old man exhaled a cloud of smoke and his face appeared. With a disdainful smile, lightly saying: "Twenty points!"

"Twenty points? I got this batch of goods only after five brothers died. You just need to wash it off. Twenty points?" The young man couldn't accept the old man's condition. He immediately got up from the sofa and said angrily: But it seems that he still maintained his sanity, and his voice was suppressed very low. The anger went to my head.

"Hehe, does young Pablo know what monopoly is? Here, besides me, see who else has a way to wash your goods?" He didn't care. The young man’s anger, the old man took another cigar, and said quite contentedly:

Hearing the old man in front of him say this, the young man called "Pablo" tightly He held his fist and stood there, but after holding on for about half a minute, Pablo sat back down on the sofa and asked in an almost begging tone: "Can you smoke less? You know, take it. With this money, I have to deal with the fuss of the dead brother and buy supplies. After you draw 20 points, the remaining money is not enough!"

"Pablo Would you like to know how many points I have drawn from the one-eyed person of Quadrado? Twenty-five points! Pablo, your goods are not as valuable as his, if it weren’t for you to be a youngster with great potential , Can become my long-term partner. The point I want to smoke today is 30 points!" After smoking the remaining cigars in his hand in one breath, the old man said sternly:

During the conversation, the word "Quadrado" was overheard, and Connor, who was mechanically swallowing the grilled black pork chops on the bar, immediately burst into light in his eyes. If he didn't think wrong, the "Quadrado" in this one old and one young conversation should be the pirate who offered a hundred golden pound rewards from the Imperial Admiralty!

Connor first noticed these two people from these dozens of conversations, which originated from the first "whitewash" among the young population called "Pablo". Why do you want to launder the goods? Naturally, the goods need to be whitewashed because they are dirty! And what kind of channels will be used for laundering goods like this? Could it be the black market I was looking for?

While Connor was thinking about it, Pablo over there listened to what the old man said and breathed out a little helplessly and said: "As you wish, but I ask for the remaining thirty The golden pound must be cash, and it will be handed to me within three days!"