Magus Tech

"Squeaky..."

A carriage, carrying Richard and Popovich, left the temporary hotel and drove towards the distance.Eventually, he stopped at a street in the north of the city.

With a bang, Richard jumped off the carriage and looked at the shop next to it.

Popovich jumped off the carriage with a piece of curiosity, and said a little curiously: "What are you doing here? Are we not going to approach that goal? Although I don’t agree with approaching each other, I really want to approach, also Go meet the other party, what's the use of coming here?"

Richard said: “It’s not false to get close to each other, but there are many ways to get close. We can be more proactive, we can also be more proactive, or we can make the other party more proactive. If you take the third method, the other party Will minimize suspicion, which is why I am here."

"Huh?" And Popovich still puzzled.

Richard no longer explained much, and stepped towards the shop.

In the shops, there are huge shelves against the wall with a wide array of goods, some are antiques, some are works of art, and some are quirky spelling materials.

In front of the shelf, there is a high counter.As if hearing the sound, a 16-year-old boy stood up from behind the counter.The appearance is slightly beautiful, but the body has developed, the throat is raised, and the mouth has a plush beard, which is a little more yang.

The teenager greeted him warmly and asked Richard, "This guest, may I ask...what do you want to buy?"

"I don't buy anything." Li Cha said quietly. The first sentence left the teenager stunned.

"then you……"

"I want to consign something in your shop." Richard said, "I have inquired that your shop has a consignment business, right?"

"Yes," the teenager nodded. "But we have to pay a certain percentage of remuneration."

"This is naturally no problem." Li Cha responded, "Look at the goods first."

Richard took a small wooden box from his arms and put it on the counter to open, said: "I want to consign, this kind of thing, belongs to the special casting materials, is used by some wizards..."

The teenager looked into the wooden box, only to see that it was some gray powder, with a weird pungent sour smell, which made people subconsciously disgusted.But with his experience, it can be determined that this should not be an ordinary thing.

if that is the case……

"Right." At this moment, Richard suddenly said, "I have a condition while consigning this thing. You must remember, that is..."

...

Moments later, Richard and Popovich gave the boy the material in the wooden box and walked out the door.

The teenager watched Richard and Popovich board the carriage and left. His expression was very strange. Looking down at the powder in the wooden box, he was lost in thought, and there was a decision for a moment.

...

at dusk.

On a somewhat remote street in the south of the city, a small but exquisite courtyard is located here. It is the mansion of the old shaman Shaman.

At this time, Xiaman had just eaten dinner and closed his eyes on a wicker chair to enjoy the rare tranquility.His feet stretched out in a basin of water, and when he was a young boy, Schall was kneading him moderately.

A few minutes later, Xiaman opened his eyes and slowly raised his feet.

The young man, Shar, was so impressed that he quickly picked up a clean white cloth to dry Xiaman's feet, and then handed over fluffy boots to help Xiaman wear it.

After doing all of this, Shar raised his head and said, "Master Xiaman, the carriage is ready. If you want to go out tonight, anytime."

"Not bad." Xiaman nodded and praised, very satisfied with the teenager's approach.After a day of self-cultivation, his body aches and pains have completely disappeared, and he has gained a lot of vitality, which is suitable for "relaxing".

Standing up, Xiaman will walk out.

At this moment, the door of the courtyard was knocked.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Ok?"

Xiaman froze, looking at the courtyard gate.

Young Shar is very clever: "Master Shaman, let me see."

"Okay." Sharman nodded.

After getting his consent, Schall ran to the door quickly, opened a crack with a "squeak", and looked out carefully, ready to see who it was.

At the next moment, he saw a young man who was half a head taller than him appeared outside the door. His face instantly changed, and his voice blurted out: "Has, you are not good at guarding the shop of Lord Xiaman and ran here. What? Lord Xiaman has something important to do now, don’t disturb him."

"Humph! One fart!" The young Haas outside the door gave Shar a glance, disdainfully, "Why should I tell you something, I want to report to Lord Sharman personally."

After he finished talking, he didn't wait for Shar to fully open the door. The boy named Haas pushed hard and rushed in and hurried to the room in the courtyard.

Shahr's body was stiff, and he was afraid of the rude Haas, but after looking at Haas' back for a few times, he showed an angry look and quickly caught up.

The two young men, one after the other, soon came to the courtyard room.

Here, Xiaman was surprised when he saw Haas. He asked in surprise: "Has, what are you doing here so late? Is there anything happening in the shop?"

"Yes, sir." Haas said quickly, and then took out a wooden box from his arms, carefully opened it, and put it on the side table, explaining, "Sir, today, there are two weird ones The guests arrived at the store and said they wanted to consign a piece of goods. But they did not set how much the goods would sell. They just told me that they could be sold to interested guests. In addition, I would write down the information of the guests who bought the goods and let them contact ."

"It's a bit interesting." Xiaman heard this and raised his eyebrows. "Listening to this, the other party doesn't want to sell anything at all. It's more likely that the other party is not sure what his goods are and wants to find out about them. People know the information."

"I guess that too." Haas echoed.

"Then let me see what they are consigning." Shaman looked at the gray powder in the wooden box with a bit of curiosity. After a few glances, his brows suddenly wrinkled and his gaze regained.

After a few more glances, he hummed in his mouth, and his expression became very solemn.

"This material is not ordinary." Xiaman frowned deeply. "I can feel the weak energy fluctuations inside. It is indeed the casting material that only powerful wizards will use. And it is not a common casting material, because this energy fluctuation is very It's cold..."

Xiaman kept talking to himself.