The Amber Sword

The sheepskin roll, known by the auctioneer as the 'Revelation Scroll', caused a ripple in the crowd when it appeared, and the low exclamation spread like a ripple, quickly into Brando's pedestrian ears, letting people know that the auctioneer had at least succeeded in attracting the attention of the majority at the outset.

However, whispers were stolen, but most of them remained static. Aristocrats willing to compete for this scroll generally have a certain bottom of the house, and these people sit in the upper compartment in their leisure time waiting for the first bidder.

“The Element Revelation Scroll is mostly the work of the fairies of the Crystal Tundra, which has a quota every year, originally to supplement the community with more subordinate elements - but the scrolls that flow out privately like this are actually quite numerous every year.” The cripple explained.

“Then why don't they do a little more?” Roman asks as he asks.

“Creating an Element Revelation Scroll requires consuming the magic of an Element Pool, which is not a painful thing to do with advanced elements.” Charles answered with one side.

“Besides, enabling an element scroll to force an element contract, while ordinary people can succeed, lifetime accomplishments are ultimately limited. It's not going anywhere stronger than the average person, and the more scrolls like this, the better.” He continued.

Batom, Antitina, and Roman could hear God, and I didn't expect a small scroll to come along the same way. Charles and Brando had already heard of it, but Brando answered:

“I just didn't expect to see this thing in Prague. ”

A cripple's sense of smell is as sensitive as a stealing rat's, and hearing Brando say that young people's insights are far more than just small places like Pragues —— although for Roman and Antina, this is almost the biggest city they've ever seen —— he thought, "My lord, are you interested in that thing? ”

“A little. ”

“How about I let my people bid?” The cripple asked.

Brando thought about it and nodded. The land price of the Revelation Scroll was 5,000 Torr, five percent of the base price for each raise, so his men quickly raised the sign on the other side, as the cripple had shown.

Five thousand.

However, with the first pioneer, the price quickly went up, new offers were quickly sent in the second and third compartments and refreshed in a round, and the auctioneer had not had time to lift the hammer and the price had reached 8,000 torres.

The offer took almost a lap in this‘ small theater ’before returning to Brando. The cripple turned around and looked at him with a questioning look, and he thought about it and nodded over a number.

The people over there--

Eighty-five hundred.

A slight change in the color of Antina.

Little Roman was indifferent.

Batom looked at the face of the show.

However, a new voice soon appeared in the compartment on the second floor, and the auctioneer's assistant read out the new offer: 9,000 Torr. The nobles in the compartment have become a little impatient.

The second round of competition lost the obvious taste of probing, almost saw blood, read out the sound of the quotation, one colder than the other, and the numbers gradually went up; starting from 9,000 Torr, almost every time the original price went up 10%, 10,000, 11,000, 12,000...

Both the auctioneer and the assistant seemed a little calm, although there was no need for introduction at this moment and the competition was entering the white-hot phase. But apparently the price is not yet in these people's minds.

Finally, the fourth compartment on the left made a faint sound, fifteen thousand.

It's like the last drum point in a storm, when the last shower passes, the wind and rain stop. The black-pressed crowd sitting down there felt like a theater audience, thinking it was a stereo hammer.

The cripple smashed his mouth and turned back.

Brando frowned, and it was a question of whether it would be cost-effective to trade 16,000 tolls for 2,000 points of experience. But he just hesitated and clapped his back gently.

Once again, the crippled raise their cards:

16,000 Torr.

The crowd was slightly nitrogen and understood that it had reached its most critical juncture.

The auctioneer's assistant saw the sign standing in the audience and couldn't help but mutter: “Is the cripple crazy? We didn't let him do that. I'm afraid the noblemen will be unhappy...”

The auctioneer nodded at his young assistant: "There's someone behind him. ”

When Brando made the gesture, both Antittina and Barthom looked back at him, and they didn't understand why the young knight had a monologue for the scroll, did he want to be an element of the envoy?

But the sorcerer apprentice said that even the lower elements opened with the Revelation Scroll ultimately achieved limited success. This stuff is actually for talented people —— it saves time wasted by talented people during the accumulation phase of the elements.

But Brando didn't explain it.

Charles doesn't have to explain it either. Of course he understands why young people have a problem with that scroll.

The crippled bid gave a slight audience in the upper bakery, and the aristocrats seemed to be wondering who this suddenly killed competitor was sacred, but only for a moment, the new bid fell on the heads of the people below.

18,000 Torr.

Still the fourth compartment on the left. The lame stuck his mouth to Brando's ear and whispered: "Baron Donal, the family has several houses near Prague, and he himself has some business in Prague, and is a member of the Prague local council, where his father and grandfather both played this role -”

Brando nodded, and these gentlemen could see a lot in any part of Eruin, but it seemed like a little baron was not enough to fight for a scroll to blow his head off, and the other side could be the agent of a big man.

His quote had risen to 21,000, and it was clear that a jazz and the baron in the third compartment had gone up.

In the sword of their lips and tongues, the offer rose to 26,000 torres, but the big figures in the first compartment finally took over, and at this moment the offer seemed to be a knife, a knife waving over the heads of these audiences below, reaching an astronomical figure of 40,000 torres between the eyes.

In the meantime Brando was involved again at around 20,000 Torr, but was immediately refreshed by the noble agent, and finally this scroll was traded for 42,000 Torr, making the young a little bit of a pity.

After all, it's 2,000 years of experience, and if you can buy it for 20,000 or 30,000 torres, it's fine. But more than 40,000 was a bit of a pain in the ass and could even affect his plans, so Brando had to give up the deal once he bit his teeth.

He just didn't make a sound, but he didn't pay Antina and the cripple to see what was happening. Just think of this young man as a rich family, and don't treat this money like money.

After the auction's first wave of small orgasms, Brando's anticipated smooth transition period was followed by the exchange of several items at prices ranging from tens of thousands to tens of thousands of torres.

The deal was unexpected, and the people present seemed a little bored. But the cripple can find work, and he introduces Brando and others to the history of these things —— he may not be able to say that a magic ring that emits light like a candle is the product of that factory, but at least he can say —— what is this theft, which is something that came out of the aristocracy in private.

Antittina, Little Roman, and Barthom all heard a lot, and only Brando and Charles discussed more about where those things originated.

Once they mentioned Tama, it was a pity that the alchemist had not been able to go to work because of his dedication, otherwise some of the magic items he had previously dealt with would probably be something he liked.

Then the second orgasm of the auction soon arrived, and this time it was a necklace, a couple of stones stringed together with a rough rope to be exact, and if you don't recognize the goods, you might miss this good thing, but Brando almost didn't wake up when he saw this necklace--

Rock Corps necklace.

This thing and the "stone nest" made by Lv17 Alchemy are used together, which can reduce the material consumed by the stone statue puppets produced by the "stone nest * * *" by 50 percent, which can also phase up production.

While he and others explained the role of the necklace, Roman and Charles were fine, but Barthom and Antina quickly let out the light. One was a mercenary who had been exposed to war for many years, and one was a lady with a noble education, who of course understood the role of this necklace in a territory.

In Warnd, war is waged on three resources.

The first is human, the second is amber stone, the third is all other strategic goods, and the fourth is the ‘nest’.

One need not explain that, on the almost limitless expanse of Ende, the forces of magic bring productivity to bear far beyond the limits of this era, which is the basis for the potential for war between nations, territories and territories.

And the amber crude stone is separated from the Somir crude mine, which is an accompanying mine of silver, gold, copper, and a series of metals. This all-over transparent amber-like crystal has the ability to store magic, and Antitina's 'magic transmission device' was designed to transform the power of this crude stone --

It is the foundation for the flourishing of the magic system of all intelligent creatures on earth and the blood of this‘ industrial system '.

Other resources, food, metals, timber and stone, even the most common strategic resources on the planet at Brando Plains itself, are in themselves reserved for war.

But finally, the 'nest' is a complex and very different concept of war than we know it —— it's just that Brando, as a player, is familiar with it.

In fact, but when it comes to nests, we have to start with the origins of the world, Warnd.

How does chaos exist and order arise?

How magic works on the earth, where monsters are born, how their ‘nests’ are used by humans.

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(PS. This is the first step, but the order is wrong, and the tragedy is that the title cannot be changed) (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)