039 Transaction between fool and devil

　"Three hundred pounds each? And three at a time?! Mr. Devil is richer than I imagined, and he clearly said that he is not an noble... Could it be that veterinarians make so much money? If the money is in hand If so, not only will the potion problem be solved, but there will even be a savings of 400 pounds! This is enough to buy a house on Narcissus Street with a lease term for 20 years!"

　　When Klein heard the amount reported by Mr. Devil, his eyes immediately turned into the shape of gold pounds, but then, he thought of another question——

　　"It's okay to inform 'my favored one' now, what if Mr. Devil asks me to pass on information to other people in the future? It must not be relayed as a fool, otherwise it will be too out of place, um...maybe you can try directly visualize the picture and sound? Well, it's worth a try!"

　　Thinking of this, Klein first returned to reality, tried to imitate the appearance of Mr. Devil, prayed to himself, and then returned to the gray fog, edited, coded, and revised his prayer until he was sure that it could not be revealed. After confirming his own identity, he packaged it and passed it on to the crimson star symbolizing the devil.

　　...

　　In the mansion in the western part of Backlund, Snow was spreading yesterday's Backlund morning newspaper on the table, frowning and analyzing the content on it.

　　As the tense atmosphere in Backlund gradually relaxed, advertisements for Ernst Firm's purchase of goods began to appear in Backlund's morning newspapers.

　　Just when he completely translated the code and wrote it down carefully, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him became illusory, and a thick gray-white fog continued to emerge, and in the depths of this seemingly endless mist, there was a high-backed chair seems to be there forever, and the vague figure sitting on the high-backed chair.

　　Just when Snow was thinking about whether Mr. Fool would not have thought of the projection technology and chose to drop the price to spread the word, a blurry figure wearing a double-breasted long dress suddenly appeared in the gray fog, and he clasped his hands in front of his forehead , repeating:

　　"I accept this transaction, but as the price for Mister Devil to provide diaries to Mister Fool, one of them is free, and it will take about one to two weeks to make the spell."

　　"Praise Mr. Fool." Snow stroked his chest, bowed to the high-backed chair deep in the gray fog, and then returned to his home again.

　　After the fog in front of him was completely cleared, Snow took a breath, smiled lightly and said:

　　"Mr. Fool is still thin-skinned. At this time, you should give an unregistered account first and let me pay a deposit!"

　　Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head again. He first had a sumptuous dinner at the nearby Intis restaurant, then went to the Jowood area to change, and finally arrived at the Brave Bar at around seven o'clock.

　　"Didn't I tell you not to think about going to that party recently?"

　　Seeing Snow walking into the billiard room, Kaspers expression immediately became ugly, but Snow just smiled lightly when he heard that, and then took out a pendant the size of a coin from his pocket and threw it to Casper s.

　　Caspers caught the pendant vigilantly, and said strangely:

　　"What is this stuff?"

　　"A small amulet, which can automatically trigger a protective barrier. A revolver bullet can block three shots. As for the magic-breaking... oh, I don't think anyone will hit you old guy with the magic-breaking bullet, right?"

　　Snow opened his arms exaggeratedly, and Kaspers immediately put the amulet into his pocket, then frowned and said:

　　"You became that kind of person?"

　　"En." Snow nodded, but didn't say much.

　　Kaspers looked at him with a strange look for a while, then nodded and said:

　　"Okay, this thing will be your introduction fee! But the party will take a while, I'll go to say hello first."

　　After Kaspers finished speaking, he pulled out a half-face iron mask and a cloak with a hood from under the billiard table for him to put on, and then limped out of the room. After about ten minutes, He just returned to the billiard room, looked at Snow who had already put on his hood and mask, nodded lightly, and led him out of the tavern through the back door of the kitchen, and after going around an alley, he came to a dark place in front of the house.

　　"I don't need to say more about what to do and what not to do when facing these people?" When he came to the door, Kaspers glanced at him again, and after getting an affirmative answer, he took two steps forward. Snow carefully knocked out the code word he had read in the newspaper, and as the wooden board on the door was pulled open, a pair of brown eyes appeared behind the door.

　　"Bring newcomers here at this time? I really don't know what you think!" The man behind the door taught him a lesson in a harsh tone, but he opened the door anyway, and after giving Kaspers a hard look, Signal Snow to go in quickly.

　　Passing through the dimly lit living room, the two of them entered a living room on the first floor. A candle was lit on the coffee table, and the dim candlelight cast shadows in the room.

　　On the sofas and chairs around the coffee table, there are seven or eight people dressed in hood masks. An old man with a certain age is sitting on a single sofa, faintly becoming the center of the whole room.

　　No one spoke in the room, and everyone stood there quietly, like a statue. It was not until about five minutes later that the old gentleman coughed twice and said:

　　"It seems that these people are here today, let's start."

　　The old man's voice fell, but he was still a little quiet. After a while, finally a man who knew it was a fat man by the outline of the hood said:

　　"I want to buy the medullary crystal of the fountain of elves, who has it?"

　　"This fat man has already arrived in Backlund?" Snow frowned slightly. Although no one spoke to him, the silence was broken by him anyway, and the transaction began slowly.

　　There were less than ten people involved in the transaction this time, and there were not many things that could be sold. After two transactions, Snow finally spoke:

　　"I want to buy a contract, the binding force does not need to be too strong, as long as it is valid for the lower sequence."

　　No one answered Snow's words. After all, the notary can be regarded as a Sequence Six Transcendent. Although it is said that lowering the requirements to a low Sequence makes it possible to make some Extraordinary items, it is still not something that participants in such a small party can provide. of.

　　But Snow's original target was not them.

　　After a brief silence, the old man Eye of Wisdom seemed to have found an opportunity to show off his collection. He raised his head and looked at Snow with deep and wise eyes:

　　"How much are you willing to pay for this?"

　　"Anything under five hundred gold pounds can be considered." Snow made a quotation according to the one-time Extraordinary item of Sequence Six, and offered a 30% premium. Regarding his quotation, the old Mr. Wisdom Eye nodded slightly:

　　"I happen to have a magical item here that can be used to make a contract paper for signing a contract. When both parties to the contract read the above text and leave traces with spirituality, the contract will take effect. Those who violate the contract will suffer considerable damage. The other party will be warned immediately, but this piece of paper must be written on the contract within three days. After the time limit, it will become ordinary blank paper, and it is impossible to make too complicated contracts. Such a contract is worth 200 gold pounds. Do you want it?"

　　"certainly."