As a member of the Letin Rider family, even Nissikos, who was ostracized by the entire family, still enjoyed the family benefits she deserved-

Each month, a small sum of money is at the discretion of the atavistic warlock lady, which is the financial support that the Leting Reid family gives to every qualified spellcaster in the family.

It's not a lot of money, but it's not too little, enough to cover most of the expenses of a mage's apprentice on the road to learning magic: copying magic, spell materials, buying magic pets and alchemy equipment, renting a spell lab.

But for the Warlock Lady who is a bloodline atavist, the search for the mysteries of magic only needs to capture the dragon's blood memories in the bloodline, so these "ways of exploration of the arcane laws of mortals" are extremely boring and ridiculous. As a result, the money that the Leting Ryder family had given to Nissikors quickly turned into expensive magic items such as magic scrolls, enchantment rings, reflective cloaks, and storage handbags.

When Gomos found the aristocratic lady who wanted to get into the business, she was standing in a tattered magic item shop in an alley in Skull Harbor, looking at a small bottle that the shriveled and ugly, rotten and musty old woman was selling.

It is a jade bottle carved from a single piece of emerald emerald, and the cap is made of onyx with beautiful patterns, carved into the shape of a vivid brindled spider.

The old woman held the delicate jade vase in a flannel jewel box and enthusiastically sold it to the wealthy noble lady: "You have good eyesight, beautiful young lady. This jadeite vial, as you can see, is the work of the best craftsmen in the dark regions. Such beautiful jadeite and onyx are difficult to find even in the Shield Dwarf City, which specializes in gem mining, and it is a treasure that can only be mined in the Drow City in the depths of the Dark Regions. And—"

As the ugly old woman lowered her voice, a voice that only Nissikors could hear came from the mouth of the shriveled and ugly old woman: "...... As you can see, Miss, this emerald vial is actually a treasure created by a drow magician. The bottle looks so beautiful and cute that it can only be played with in a jewelry box, but it is actually a sinister weapon......"

"Oh, what kind of weapon?" asked the eldest lady of the Letingred family, gently brushing a strand of blonde sideburns.

The old woman skillfully picked up the jade vial, carefully removed the cap of the onyx bottle carved into the shape of a spider, and turned her hand to expose the abdomen of the onyx spider upwards, and in the center of the onyx spider's abdomen, there was a very thin and extremely long steel needle. The steel needle faintly has a magically strengthened edge, although it is only a thin needle, it obviously has the power to break through the armor with one blow.

"Like you can see. The old woman handed the onyx spider to Nissikors, "This enchanted emerald bottle can shrink the nearest living creature and capture it into the bottle. Then you just need to tighten the cap, and your captor will be pierced by the steel needle on the cap......"

Before the old woman's introduction was over, she was interrupted by the eldest lady of the Leting Ryder family: "The goods are very good, I want them." ”

As she pulled out a small bag of gems from her storage bag, Nissikors took the jade vial from the old woman's hand.

The old woman's eyes glanced around as Nissikors took the jade vial—there was no one to see the entourage of the noble lady protecting her, not even a single pedestrian.

There were no witnesses, and there were no prisoners, and the old woman immediately screamed, and the strange scream seemed to be some kind of lost language, and with her scream, the mouth of the jade vial flashed with a vicious light, and she was about to choose the unfortunate one to be devoured by it.

But someone gave a roaring order to the jade vial with a faster speed and a stronger attitude: "Magic bottle, devour this old ghost woman!"

It was the language of the dragon, a language that was innately suited to communicating with magic, and the language that most spellcasters had to master, and along with the dragon language, a powerful magic force repelled the old woman's spells. Immediately, the ugly old woman shrank rapidly, and was swallowed into the belly of the jade bottle, like a flying insect caught in the stomach by the long tongue of a chameleon.

On the transparent body of the jade vial, an ugly figure with a half-rotten body could be vaguely seen dancing in vain, but as the onyx spider cap fell, the ugly figure was immediately pierced by the magic needle on the spider cap, and fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of rotten pus.

Satisfied, putting the loot back in the storage handbag, Nissikors turned her head, stared at the other end of the alley, and took out a short wand from the storage handbag: "Who's there?"

Gomos stood out of the shadows with a slight embarrassment, and as most people knew, he was wearing a dark green hunting suit that was common to elven hunters, except that he didn't wear a three-cornered hat on his head, but his long hair was decorated with leaf-shaped emerald hairpins.

Whoever looks at it, this is just a kind and friendly elf man with a smile that can't be kinder:

"Miss Nissikos, I just heard your familiar roar, so come and see, of course, I didn't see anything. ”

Nisicow ignored Gomos's words, but unscrewed the onyx-spider-like bottle cap and poured out the yellow-green pus and blood from the jade bottle: "It doesn't matter if you see it, the owner of this shop is an old ghost woman, a magical creature born in a rotten swamp and a moldy dead forest, and they only know how to deceive and murder in addition to having a good taste for magical treasures. Killing an old ghost woman, even my uncle, who is so kind and honest that I am disgusted, can't find a reason to scold me. ”

As yellow-green pus and blood flowed, the exquisite magic items in this magic shop dissipated in an instant. The gem-encrusted magic dagger turned into a hand bone with rotten flesh, a crystal ball purportedly attached to various detection spells, and a hideous skeleton, while the golden oil lamp, which is said to seal the Wind Djinn who knows the limited wishing technique, is a half-shrunken baby mummy.

Undoubtedly, most of the items in this magic shop are illusions created by the old ghost woman using illusion magic to create forms and magical aura.

Only the Emerald Bottle in Nissikos's hand is the only genuine item in this black shop. Because for a magical creature like the old ghost woman who has almost no frontal combat ability, only this death jade bottle with a hidden insidious spell can give it the opportunity to plot against the "fat sheep" who stepped into this black shop.

But in front of Nissikos, a female sorceress who has awakened the blood of the blue dragon, a low-level magical creature like the old ghost woman has no chance of winning at all, and even the control of the Emerald Magic Bottle was instantly taken away in Nissikos's dragon language.

Pinching the emerald bottle, Nissikors immediately noticed that Gomos's gaze was also falling on the bottle.

The sorceress who inherited the blood of the blue dragon also perfectly inherited the greedy and stingy nature of the dragon clan for her collection, her beautiful blue pupils like lapis lazuli shrank in an instant, and she stared at Gomos like snake pupils: "What, you are also interested in this magic bottle?"

"Of course not. The rapping slaver was the first to correct this statement, "I just want to warn you, Miss Nisxikos, I am very familiar with the workmanship of this emerald magic bottle, it looks like it must have come from the Dark Regions, and it should be an item from the Mage Academy in Morsoblay City. ”

In response, the dragon vein sorceress just asked rhetorically, "So what?"

Gomos smiled without losing embarrassment: "As we all know, the magical items made in the Dark Lands are delicate and powerful, but they have a fatal flaw. When these magical items are exposed to sunlight for long periods of time, Drow Elves' magical cloaks will rot to the point of breaking fishing nets, and Drow Elves' weapons forged from adamantite will rust to the point that they cannot be wielded. While gemstones such as jadeite and onyx are not affected by sunlight on their own, if the bottle is exposed to sunlight for a long time, the constant magic on it will dissipate and eventually become a normal gem bottle. ”

The sorceress of the Letin Ryder family just nodded casually at the Elven slave trader's remarks, and put her loot in her storage handbag.

After doing all this, she turned around and looked at the elf in front of her: "Gomos, you are different from your hypocritical kindred, and you understand my goal. Have you finally figured it out and would like to introduce me to your chamber's underground slave market in Am?"

"Of course not," the elven slaver rightly refused, "everyone in Waterdeep knows that the head of the Letin Ryder family, His Excellency Atona, has spread the word that whoever dares to lure the beautiful Miss Nissikors into such a sordid business in Waterdeep. Then the Letin Reid family is definitely capable of making that Chamber of Commerce no longer gain a foothold in Skull Harbor, and will strongly support the abolitionist movement of the Temple of Justice and the Harpists League in Am. ”

Speaking of this, Gomos shrugged his shoulders slightly: "As you know, your family is also a famous family in Waterdeep, although it can't affect the entire Northland, but it is still qualified to affect Waterdeep and the Amm region." ”

As Gomos expected, the sorceress's blue dragon-like ferocity could not be suppressed at the mention of Nissikors' venerable and upright uncle. From the mouth of the sorceress burst out a series of dragon words, a language that is inherently associated with magic, but at this moment it burst out with countless foul words that the drow elves must praise, and even faintly smelled of blasphemy.

Needless to say, the filthy and profane language was Nissikors cursing her uncle.

When Nissikors finally finished venting her frustration, she stood up and stared at the slave trader in front of her suspiciously: "Slave trading is not allowed in Waterdeep City, even the slave black market is often not possible, and the secret lords have been pushing for stricter slave bans recently, so why are you still here?"

"In order to hunt down fugitive slaves. Gomos shrugged his shoulders with a look of regret, "You must have heard of the recent murder of the Amm nobles, right? Unfortunately, the Drow slave who slaughtered the entire noble manor and escaped was sold to the human nobleman on the black market through my hands. And a Drow slave who has regained his freedom will take revenge on me in accordance with the creed of the cruel spider goddess. So for my own sake, this abominable black-skinned bastard must be captured and sent to the Temple of Justice to receive the punishment he deserves. ”

Nissikors had "disbelief" written all over her face about this set of words, and the dragon vein sorceress directly interrupted the elf's words: "Don't be stupid, Gomoth, the Temple of Justice accepts everyone's complaints. Even the bloody Drow slaves are qualified to sue you for those businesses. Shouldn't the best outcome for an escaped slave be recaptured, brutally trained, and then sold again? ”

Gomos stared at the sorceress in front of him, "Miss Nissikos, it's not that I despise your power. But I still warn you that when we captured that slave, our Chamber of Commerce lost several excellent warriors......"

However, the sorceress just patted her storage bag, which contained a large number of magic items, as well as her new Emerald Bottle: "Of course I can catch him, it's a very easy thing for the caster." Now, you can tell me what he looks like. ”

The elven slave trader smiled smirkedly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then pulled out a sketch of the drow elf wearing a hooded magic cloak, neatly groomed short hair, and a carnelian amulet hanging from his chest, all of which looked very simple, but still undetracted from his handsome appearance.

"I'm sure he's like that now. Gomos swore by it.

......

.........

While the slave traders and the slave traders who were about to enter the industry were exchanging information on the escapees, in the newly opened Wooden Shoe Brothers Cooperative, Shimoto Taiichichi-kun, who was operating as Idril Raymond Getton, was holding a long sword and placing it on a mahogany sword stand.

The hilt of this sword is made of a silver dragon with open wings, and the slender dragon neck just forms the gauntlet of the sword, and the dragon's eye inlaid with chrysoberyl makes people feel that this sword is a living creature.

Behind the counter, a fair-eyed young man, dressed in a lapel gown, saluted Mr. Idriel Raymond Gaton like a decent shopkeeper.

Mr. Idriel Raymond Getton nodded with satisfaction, "Very well, Toshan Ainan, from today onwards, you will be the head of the Waterdeep branch of the Wooden Shoe Brothers." ”

(End of chapter)