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Chapter 263 0262: Marauder

Ken was torn.

If he wants to solve the blood problem, he must consider Mag's safety.

The Norlin Knights were not safe enough to go out at will.

Langmingway knew what Maharu was thinking.

He took the initiative to take the responsibility of solving the blood problem. He planned to lead the adjutants of the knight order to collect hunting clues, and then go there in person to obtain the corresponding materials.

"Do you need information about Cangcuo Snake?"

The Demon Swamp Frog smoked a cigarette, said this sentence very plainly, and then immediately added:
"Oh, yes, this is another price. You have to give me the snake bones and other materials, and I will use them to meet other orders."

"So much the better!"

Langmingway immediately agreed.

He didn't care about the materials at all. After all, Norin had a vast land and abundant resources, so he wouldn't care about such small issues at all.

Langmingway is now pursuing efficiency.

Not to mention giving the Cangcuo Snake's body to the Demon Swamp Frog, even if they paid extra money, they would agree without hesitation.

"Great. I know a very powerful animal trainer. Recently, he is selling snake eggs with excellent appearance. Just say that I introduced them. You should be able to get the clues you want."

Ja Poehler put out his cigar.

Smoke spewed from his mottled nostrils, and a very heavy moisture condensed a thin layer of frost on the table.

Moor Frog reached into his pocket and took out another old number plate.

It was an old shop that was about to be demolished, and it was older than the building where everyone was.

Ken held up the wooden sign in his hand.
From a distance, he compared the traces of the crack and said, "This is it, let's go in."

……

When everyone left Pole's shop, another wave of people swarmed in.

They shop everywhere in the black underground market. They are simple and rude, and they are the favorite collaborators of the kind of black-hearted traders.

Nasa and Suta.

They arrived at Ambera Ice Harbor almost at the same time as Ken, and they also came to this underground bounty area, looking for middlemen who could cash out the spoils.

After several introductions...

He even pushed open the door of Poehler's shop.

"Huh? Today is very lively."

Poehler hasn't turned out the lights yet.

Seeing two burly marauders sitting on a chair in the center of his living room, he refilled the brass lamp.

He asked, "Guests, do you have any presents?"

"Hahaha, greedy idiot, but I like it very much." Nasa raised his head and laughed and put his feet on the table, "Look, do you dare to turn this kind of thing into wealth for us?"

He tilted his head to indicate.

Suta placed the treasure in the customized item box on the table, and then handed over two bottles of very thick medicine.

Ja Poehler contemplated for a moment.

His attention was first attracted by the potion, after all, it was a gift—and the contents of the box should be the materials used by the looters to identify and dispose of them.

There is also body language in the black market.

When a trader has tasks and tips in front of him at the same time, the guy who dares to touch the gift first...

They are often old fritters who are confident, have real skills, and are confident in their business.

Poehler weighed the liquid in his webbed palm.

He uncorked the bottle and poured it all into his abyss-like mouth.

Gululu's liquid flowed wantonly, and in the end it was all swallowed into the stomach without even spilling a drop.

"Are you crazy? This thing is sand scorpion poison."

Suta said with a frown.

He heard that Jia Bole liked special secret medicine ingredients, so he deliberately searched for a suitable gift from the plundered loot.

But I didn't expect the other party to be crazy and dare to pour this thing into his mouth.

"I know what it is, and it's of very high purity. It's a product from the southwestern part of the commercial roads of various countries. Luoluocao is used when hunting sand scorpions there, so there is a strange sour smell in the venom..."

The corners of Nasa's mouth raised slowly.

After hearing this explanation, Suta also knew that he had met an expert, so he turned around to look at the leader of the raiding group.

"Don't worry, I like this gift very much, so let's see what the weight looks like."

Poehler kept his eyes half-closed, as if he was sure of it.

The brothers Nasa and Suta were not the first representatives of the raiders to come here.

After all, the northern border is very lively now. People die every day, wealth changes owners every day, and a large number of supplies need to find suitable dealers every day.

The unspoken rules of the black market.

It is impossible for a large-scale robbery group to bring all the materials in the warehouse to check one by one.

Therefore, we can only take a few of the most representative commodities and use their value as a "weight" to measure the importance of this batch of goods.

Poehler opened the box with his fat, sticky hands.

There was only half a sheet of paper inside.

Both Nasa and Suta were observing the first reaction of the magic marsh frog.

I saw his plump cheeks swaying slightly, as if he was enjoying the joy of uncovering the treasure, his heavy eyelids lifted slightly, and then slowly lowered.

"You are an old fried dough stick, Mr. Shopkeeper."

Nasa uttered threatening words of praise.

The piece of paper inside the box is a fragment of a proverb, which records the oldest mysterious power in the north.

Some people even say that this is a chapter left by the old gods. If you collect all of them, you can know the secret of the gods' retreat.

But it's all bullshit...

It contains the key to the door of power. Whether you are a magician or an adventurer, as long as you can find the right research method, you will be able to obtain blessings beyond ordinary people.

It is a rare treasure.

"Do you want me to help find someone who can unlock the code, or do you want to sell the whole thing? The auction house is looking forward to this level of goods..."

Poehler pushed back the box.

He stared at the two employers.

Both Nasa and Suta actually wanted to get the power inside. Now that they heard that this magic marsh frog could have such a channel, they immediately became interested.

But the vigilance of criminals...

Still did not fall.

Nasa narrowed his eyes, and asked with a half-smile: "Can we really find it? If the other party can unlock the code, why would they give us alms?"

Ja Poehler curled his lips.

He hates layman questions like this.

The things in the fragments of proverbs are actually not something that everyone can control. It is often a two-way selection process. I don’t know how many magicians lost their lives on the way to pursue the mystery.

The Fragment of Proverbs is the oldest secret of the North.

"Whether it is a gift or a curse, we don't know. Besides, this thing can't be opened and used. It is more like a key. I will find someone to rub the key for you, and then tell you the door Where, as for what choice you make in the end, it has nothing to do with me..."

Poehler's obese body is embedded in the shop.

He let out a very strange laugh, and then opened his big mouth, revealing the teeth of different colors inside, and said:

"Of course, the consequences have nothing to do with me."

(End of this chapter)