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Two months later.

The haze in the sky finally faded day by day, and the breath of spring quietly enveloped the earth. A little green figure appeared on the black and white dominated land. Some of the little grasses and strong trees can't wait, they stretch out their weak and tenacious new leaves, greedily absorbing the warmth of the sun.

In the city of Wilwach, there was a lot of noise.

Merchants everywhere were packing up their salutes and living creatures and preparing for their return journey. They all came here in the winter, and they had planned to leave for the back as soon as they finished their business. Who knew that the wind and snow this winter were extremely violent, and in less than a few days, the main road was blocked. No one dared to step on the thick snow and ice half a leg deep at such a time. Because the road was full of bandits of various races, in such stormy and snowy weather, even the most powerful caravans did not dare to venture to their sword. Because the bandits can take advantage of the bad weather to besiege any caravan and leave them hungry and cold without a fight!

So caravans, large and small, crowded into Wilwach, anxiously waiting for winter to pass. But an extra day of stopping here would cost a lot of money to maintain the team's daily expenses and the morale of the players. For two whole months, the big caravan had a big business, a lot of money, and was full of anxiety, and the small caravan had little capital, and it was even more unaffordable, so it was helpless.

Preg will be on the verge of not being able to afford it! If he goes on for another two weeks, all his savings will be used to fill out the bills!

Seeing the sky reveal the sun that he had not seen for a long time, he immediately ran to the only temple of Lady Luck in the city to ask for some blessings for this trip.

It is a large square-shaped temple about 3 stories high. The sun was shining on the earth, but it was not shining on the temple, as it was being shrouded in the shadow of the Temple of the God of War not far away. The temple of the god of war was tall and magnificent, like a king's castle. It is all golden yellow, and there are various battle scenes carved on the upper and lower walls and door posts, such as passionate Mercedes-Benz chariots, brutal two-man battles, strict battle formations, triumphant warriors and flags, all of which shine in the sunlight and shine with golden brilliance, which is extremely dazzling!

Beside this huge and magnificent temple, the temple of the goddess Timora is extraordinarily small and peaceful. There were no tall, coercively clad soldiers and battle priests at the door, only a few small merchants coming in and out. In this important military town, there is a peaceful atmosphere.

As Preg entered the temple, the oversized statue of Lady Fortune Tymora was smiling and sitting on a megalithic throne, the two-story tall figure raising a hand and pointing confidently forward, as if to guide the believers in their path. She wears a simple crown on her head and wears a costume that is both aristocratic and traveler's character, looking luxurious and approachable.

"Welcome back to you, Mr. Pregg. A 16-year-old priest came up to him and said, "The Goddess is with you." ”

Preg took off his hat and saluted the statue of the goddess before turning back to salute the priest: "May the goddess be with you." ”

The little priest, who lost his parents in the war at a young age, was adopted by the old priest of Spes, who built the temple, and has lived here ever since. Due to his childhood experience and the constant indoctrination of the old priest, he was very strong in his belief in the goddess Tamoura, so he was recognized by the goddess at the age of 13 and sent blessings to make him a priest. In his opinion, the always pious Preg was a worthy befriender.

He smiled and asked, "Is this time here to pray or to ask for blessings, or to ask for guidance?"

Preg replied, "Yes, to ask for advice." Now that the weather is clear and the snow is falling, I want to go back with the team. This time I was going to take a new path, and I didn't know what to expect, so I wanted to ask Pastor Spest to pray to the Goddess for me and ask her for some instructions. "This little priest he knew, was Pastor Speth's deputy.

"It's a coincidence," said the little priest, "that the teacher was invited by General Rollin five days ago, and I don't know when he will be back." ”

Pregg's heart sank, he was so unlucky. If you stay for another day, a lot of money in your pocket will be spent in vain. However, this is a bit strange, General Rollin believes in Arec, the god of war, and there is no reason to ask a priest of Lady Luck to go to him. In fact, many people who believe in the god of war, Arec, look down on Lady Luck, and some soldiers even secretly trouble the goddess's temple and priest. In their words: "Luck? There is no luck on the battlefield! Only serious training, precise preparation, and strict discipline can lead to victory." Those cowards who are counting on luck to win, hurry up and go home and play with your wife!"

Therefore, there is only one case, and one of General Rollin's relatives is doing some risky business, so he needs the blessing and guidance of Lady Fortune Tymorrah!

The little priest warmly comforted: "If you don't mind, I can pray to the goddess on behalf of the teacher." ”

Preg didn't trust a little ghost-headed priest who only had 3rd order divine skills. But I can't afford to put it off, and if I have a lower-ranking pastor pray for me, the fee will be less. But is his effect satisfying?

These thoughts flashed through him, but he still maintained a relaxed smile on his face. In the end, I made a bet. Anyway, this little priest is Spez's deputy, and his ability should not be too bad!

The little priest smiled with satisfaction and said, "Please come with me." Yan Bi led him to a small room next to him. This is a prayer room for the faithful and a workshop for the pastors.

Inside there is a half-human-tall seated statue of the goddess Tamoura, and the sun shines on her side, making her smile even more graceful. This calmed Pregg's anxiety a little, and he quietly watched the little priest pray to the goddess.

I saw that he kept chanting incantations that he didn't understand, and quickly entered a trance. But this state of affairs soon came to an end. The little priest turned to Preg and said, "You will encounter an obstacle in this journey, but there will be no danger. However, you must remember that if you need to encounter a dangerous situation, then only '5 gold' will save you. ”

5 gold coins?Preg was greatly surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Will I meet a robber?" But a robber can't just take me 5 gold coins and let me go. ”

The little priest shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, the goddess didn't reveal any more information. Just sue me, you will encounter obstacles, and only '5 gold coins' can save you. ”

Inexplicable answer! Preg hated in his heart. Of course, not to hate the goddess, but to hate this little priest. It must be that his level is too low, so he didn't hear the goddess's words clearly!

"Thank you. He said with a stiff expression, "How much is the charge this time?"

"Five silver coins, sir," replied the little priest politely.

Preg was a little happy in his heart, this time the fee was only a quarter of that of the old pastor Spest! Although the information provided was not complete, as long as he knew the key points, he could have a way to deal with it. It's a great value.

After he paid, he took off his hat and saluted to leave. Suddenly, a question came to mind: "If I don't leave now, when will it be safe to leave?"

"That's another question. The little priest smiled and said, meaning there was a fee.

Preg gave him another 5 silver coins. Anyway, the price is cheaper, and it is safer to ask for more one.

The priest recited a mantra to the statue of the goddess and prayed for a revelation.

Soon the divine revelation descended, and he turned back to Preg and said, "It's best to go now, if you keep waiting, it will only get worse." ”

"Non-prolific thanks. Preg gave a polite look and turned to leave. Now that Lady Luck has reminded herself, let's set off today with the team of the great merchant Atrele. There will always be trouble anyway, but the goddess is with me!

17 days later.

The procession of the small merchant Preg and the big merchant Atre were marching together on the main road that was still covered with some snow and ice. The roads are muddy due to the melting of the snow and ice into a large amount of water. People are wading almost through muddy water, and the once-labor-saving carts are now laborious, less than 20 miles a day. The men pushed and lifted the wheels, whispered curses to their mothers, and began to talk about their leisure time in Wilwach. This forced Preg to walk back and forth in front of the group, yelling at his men to be diligent.

When the sun went down, he returned to his little tent, exhausted. Then he took out his notepad and slowly calculated the expenses of the past few days.

While he was worrying about money, a man suddenly came into the tent and reported: "Boss, Artreta has come to see you." ”

What is this guy doing here? No wonder I think there's something wrong with his eyes these days, and it seems that he's really trying to figure me out. Don't think that if you have more money than I do, I'll let you!

So he waved his hand casually and said, "Please let him in." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the tent was opened by a tall and burly figure, and a loud voice came: "Hahahahaha, Preg, you look in good spirits!"

Preg greeted him with a smile on his face, and scolded in his heart: Ha, you are big! Lao Tzu is worried about money, and he is in a good spirit! Every time I see you walking around in this white mink coat, I am annoyed, do you think you can make yourself very strong by wearing women's clothes? And this unknown headdress on the head, and want to make it like a crown, and I am afraid of being troubled, so I make a heavy and strange headdress to wear to the sky, and I am not afraid of twisting my neck? It is also inlaid with a circle of colorful gemstones, which is not beautiful at all except for the eye.

Thinking of this, he couldn't resist the temptation and sneaked a few glances at the gorgeous headdress.

Attle's powerful left arm firmly pressed against Prege's shoulder, swept away from the corner of his eye, and on his thumb was a large pure gold ring inlaid with a square obsidian, looking calm and solemn. And on the little finger is a small Mithril ring with a pink ruby on it, which looks comfortable and luxurious.

He gave birth to his right arm, and on that wrist was a perfect jade bracelet, which, in the light of the candlelight, seemed to have green water flowing in it.

Preg wanted to shake that hand, touch the bracelet by the way, and see what it was like. But Atreel gave him a bear hug, and his strong arms and thick and tough chest almost overwhelmed him.

When the two parted, Preg immediately complimented, "You are as powerful as your wealth." It's too strong!"

"Hahaha. Atrele laughed, squeezing out a "simple" smile on his round face and said, "You are really good at talking." Come here today, I have something to discuss with you. ”

Preg waved the man away, and invited Attle to sit in his place. The big businessman was not polite, sat down directly, and then said straight to the point: "Preege, I found you to be a very capable person. ”

Capable Preg sneered in his heart, would capable people be like me? If I were capable, I would have been like you with a few high-level mages as an umbrella and made a big deal peacefully. You're a sarcastic guy.

But his face was still full of polite and humble smiles, and he didn't say a word.

Attle's fingers tapped on the armrests of his chair, making the beautiful glittering rings even more dazzling. He continued: "You also know that my business is getting better and better, and I bought and sold tens of thousands of gold coins last year. And the team is growing. ”

Stronger? Preg sneered again in his heart, I am afraid that he will be hooked up with some high-level mage, and he will get some privileges or an extra way to make money! Damn, when will Lao Tzu be able to tie up a few? When the time comes, Lao Tzu will also say the same to you!

Atrele continued to spit and said: "What I urgently need now is a talent like you! Pregg, I've been watching you since I first approached you two years ago. Especially in the past few days, the roads are not good, and our team has encountered a lot of trouble while marching together, and I have seen that under your command and coordination, the two teams have helped each other to overcome many road problems. I can tell you with great certainty that you are the best person I have ever met. ”

Excellent? Pregg's heart tightened, and in the army, the generals also said the same thing to the cannon fodder. He said unusually humbly: "You have won the award, I am just trembling to maintain the livelihood of myself and my friends." What kind of talent? ”

Attle waved his hand and said, "Don't be modest, Pregg, it's you! My subordinates are either virtuous and talented, or they are flattering and bullying, and none of them always like it." This time I will go to Giffen City to make a very big deal! If it goes well, my business will expand several times in the future! For this reason I will reorganize my team and management methods. So I urgently need someone like you to come to me as a deputy. Think about it, in the future, your team will be one or two times larger than my team is now. Your income will be more than ten times that of now!, and I and the High Mages are behind you, even if you are a count or the like, you must be respectful when you see you. ”

Prege's eyes narrowed uncontrollably. Those "deputies" who were dragged to the guillotine after the incident and had their heads cut off like brutes, they also have a lot of backing them up. And the one who dies is always the "deputy", and I have never seen a "person who supports the back" go up!

Atrele continued to say excitedly: "This is something that many people would never dream of! Pregg, such a good opportunity, I don't think you will give it up!"

Preg looked more agitated than he was, his hands "shaking", his feet "shaking", and even his voice "shaking" a little: "This-this-you make me think about it." ”

Attle patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I know you still think you'd rather be the leader of the rats than the henchmen of the wolves." But think about it, is it worth giving up dozens of times your income and status for the sake of these vain things?"

"For such a big thing, I need to ask Lady Luck Temoura. Preg said "reservedly": "You know that I believe in the goddess Tymorrah, and such an important matter must be asked by the goddess in person before it can be decided." If you give me time—"

"No problem!" said Attle, generously, "this sale to Giffen City may take several months to complete, and you will have plenty of time to seek the advice of any gods and wise men." I'm sure they'll all agree with me. ”

"Hope it is as you wish. Preg bowed and sent him out of the tent: "Actually, that's what I want." ”

Leaving the humble tents of Pregg's team, Atrete returned to his camp with a dozen or so strong, sturdy warriors in armor.

The tents they camped in were tall and neat, red or blue, green or yellow, and were painted with various patterns, some of which were painted with the emblems of various gods.

At the center of these tents is a huge bright red tent about two stories high, painted with ornate arabesque gold threads and intricate golden flowers on a bright red background, and the corners are dotted with glowing trinkets, like a few colorful lights hanging on the ornate wall curtain, giving the whole tent a feminine and beautiful atmosphere. On either side of the curtain is the coat of arms of the god of wealth, Gemoves. They glow golden under the influence of magic, like two special headlights, which are very beautiful.

As they approached the big red tent, they saw a dog-like shadow crouching at the door, turning its head from time to time to investigate. This is a "mage loyal dog" cast by Atlley's wife, who trusts the creation of this spell more than a lazy and sleepy human. Because this thing will not be tired, will not slack off, and will not be lazy, it will closely monitor its surroundings, and once it finds an enemy, it will immediately bark, and it will never hesitate, nor will it lose its voice when attacked! More importantly, it can see thieves who have performed stealth skills, and even those powerful and strange virtual creatures such as soul binding. Compared to humans with observation ability underground or ordinary dogs with low intelligence, one mage loyal dog is worth ten of them!

After Atlleje's warriors left, he lifted the red curtain and entered the luxurious tent.

A delicate woman was sitting at a golden dresser with light makeup, and a bright magic light in the room shone on her slightly tall figure and sultry short clothes, making the large swath of her back and seductive thighs exude a strange warmth. She turned her face and smiled. The face of the 20-year-old is clear and elegant, and there is a bit of scholarly temperament between the long and graceful eyebrows. She is Atrete's wife, the level 10 mage Chris.

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