Chapter 172: A Whole Skin

"Heh... Hehe, hahaha" Harold suddenly had a smile on his face, very hearty, but a little helpless. (8) (1) Chinese Network %.%81.

He pointed at me and said, "It's the first time I've seen such an unreasonable little guy as you. ā€

"I've always been reasonable!" I replied, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my mind, and my face sank at the moment, and I said to Charles, "Hey, Char...... Si, is it true that you said that the owner of this shop owes you 500 gold coins? ā€

When Harold heard this, his face changed, and he looked at Charles with complicated eyes.

Charles snorted and said, "You, don't talk nonsense, it's just five gold coins, and he only borrowed five gold coins from me!" ā€

"Yo, in the blink of an eye, five hundred will become five" I sneered: "Just now in the store, don't you still arrogantly yell that the other four hundred and ninety-five gold coins are interest, what else I borrow from you, I have the final say in the interest and so on." ā€

Charles looked at Harold's more complicated eyes with trembling, and his face turned pale with fright: "You are talking nonsense, how could I, Charles, do such a thing!" ā€

"Hey, how do you call yourself Charles now?" I grinned and showed a lukewarm smile: "Didn't you just keep yelling that you were Lord Charles?" ā€

"Charles, when did you become a master?" The male adventurer behind Harold still looked at Charles with a smile on his face.

The female adventurer next to her glanced at Charles with contempt, then turned to me and didn't look at him again.

"Well, I understand the general situation you said" Harold said: "Since you are also a victim, then so be it, I will help you solve your grievances first, and then talk about the problem between us, what do you think?" ā€

I saw that Harold was reasonable, and I was curious about how he was going to solve this matter, so I nodded and said, "Okay." ā€

Harold turned to Charles, the expression on his face had changed from the previous calm to serious and cold, and a pair of small eyes always revealed a terrifying majesty.

He pulled out the two-handed sword on his back and inserted it in front of Charles, his right hand on the top of the hilt, and his left hand on his right hand, domineering, looking down on Charles, whose legs trembled and almost sat on the ground, said: "The God of creation is above, Charles, I hope you can tell the truth, but if one day, I see that what you said to me today is a lie, no matter where you live, I will cut off your head!" ā€

Charles pounced, sat down on the ground, and responded to Harold's serious gaze with a wince, and it took a long time to respond: "...... Be! ā€

"Then I ask you," Harold asked, with a stern face, "have you asked the owner of this shop for five hundred gold coins?" ā€

"I... I—" Charles was cold and flowing, he had been trying to avoid Harold's terrifying eyes, but his body didn't listen to him.

"Yes or no?" Harold suddenly raised his voice, startling the people around him.

"Yes, I have," Charles said with a cry, "I asked him for five hundred gold coins, but it was just a joke, a joke." ā€

"Is it really a joke?"

"Really, there can be no mistake, it's absolutely true" Charles said in a hoarse voice, "How can I casually ask Charles's people for gold coins?" ā€

"Very good" Harold glanced back at me and said, "Although he owes you five gold coins, you are ashamed to do this, and this behavior is also a discredit to Ari City, and now I ask you, are you willing to accept the punishment?" ā€

"I ...... Ken "Charles kept his head down, like a deflated ball, unable to raise a temper.

"Well, in view of the bad influence you have caused, I decide," said Harold, "that you will personally erase the debt owed to you by this weapon shop, and deduct ten gold coins from your salary as compensation for the discrediting of Arie?" ā€

"Yes, I do."

The old goblin Patch, who was still peeping at the door, couldn't help crying with joy when he heard this, and the next second, he fainted.

"Then the next question," Harold said, "did you take this child's breastplate?" ā€

"No, I don't have this, no!" Charles's eyes wandered, and at first glance he was lying, but at the same time, Harold also read great horror and uneasiness from the depths of his eyes.

"Really?" Harold tried to ask again.

"No, I don't, absolutely not" Charles broke out in a cold sweat more urgently, and tears were even forced out of the corners of his eyes, and within a few seconds, a puddle of fishy yellow liquid flowed out of his lower body, and he was frightened.

Seeing this, two of Harold's men hurriedly moved a few steps to the side, and the female adventurer even covered her mouth and nose with her hands, eager to avoid it.

Harold frowned, dragged Charles, and threw it at the nearby adventurers with blue noses and swollen faces who were mixed in the crowd of onlookers, and said, "Bring your master back, don't let him come out and be embarrassed." ā€

Several adventurers rushed up, pinched their noses and helped Charles up, dragged him along, and walked out.

I have to say that the smell of Charles's urine is really strong, and the crowd that was still crowded just now saw him being dragged over, so they hurriedly dispersed a way and let them leave all the way unimpeded.

Harold turned to me and said, "It seems that the cuirass thing is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, but I want to ask, why are you so attached to that cuirassy?" Could it be your family heirloom? Or is it a very precious material? ā€

"It has nothing to do with what you said," I sighed and said, "The matter of fighting for the cuirass is just to show my attitude, but everything that belongs to me, even if it is a stitch and a thread, is not allowed to be wantonly touched by others." ā€

"I see" Harold nodded and continued to ask me: "Since you say so, then I think this matter can be solved in this way, although there is no way to return the cuirass to you, but you tell me the materials of the cuirass, I will compensate according to the amount of materials, what do you think?" ā€

"Well, okay, let's do it," I nodded with satisfaction.

"Please tell me your materials," the male adventurer next to me asked me with an unchanged expression and a smile.

"Ghost-faced spider skin," I said.

"A full ghost-faced spider skin" Old Patch popped out of the door, and it was unknown when he had woken up.

"Uncle......" Mi Lulu, who was standing behind her, didn't know what her uncle was calculating.

"One, whole, ghost-faced spider skin?" The male adventurer paused word by word, and after a while, he raised his head and said with a puzzled smile: "Are you really, not joking?" ā€