At first, Robert and his companions thought that these grassland elves were sending beggars, but when the entire team was brought into the arsenal by the quadron officer, Robert suddenly found that he and his team members... were really like beggars.

"The full set of high-level magic plate armor, the entire set only costs 800 gold!" The Paladin tank in the team who was in the sacred defense was about to shine: "Last time I saw a chest plate armor at the auction house, and its attributes were much worse than this one, and it was actually lifted to 2,000."

"Look at this two-handed sword, advanced magic weapon, it comes with sharp skills, only one thousand gold! The guys who are worse than it on the market need at least three thousand gold!" The barbarians who were unwaveringly walking on the way of "The gods give you a opponent, but you hold a big guy with them" were drooling.

"God, the semi-legacy dagger! It was actually forged! Only ten thousand gold! This kind of thing is priceless outside! No one will sell this kind of good thing for money!" The dwarf technical thief who worked as a part-time backstab monster screamed with his head. If it weren't for the system protection, he could only watch it, but he was afraid he was licking it with his dagger.

"I really didn't expect these... grassland elves, they can actually make advanced magic weapons and semi-legendary equipment in batches. Look at this book, "Aina Sahalin's knowledge treasure house", semi-artifact fakes, legendary quality, mages wearing it can get the effect of increasing the spell positions by 3/3/3/2/2/2/2/2/1/1/1, respectively, and one spell can be assigned every day to obtain free spell effects." The mage in the team looked at the book in front of him and burst into tears: "It's the price...50,000 gold, why do I feel that it's a bit cheaper?"

"This book took our scribe a month, and there was a material fee of nearly 30,000 yuan, and it was only after the copying was completed. I think the effect and attributes of this book, the materials spent, and the scribe themselves. Even if this book is added with another 200,000 yuan, it should be. It's just that you are the ones recognized by my young master, so this time it's a special price. We have brought all the good things up. Each of you can choose one, and you can accept a maximum amount of 30% of the debt."

"We have really felt the kindness of your young master. Thanks to her kindness, we will also repay it with kindness." As a diplomat in the adventure group, the bard was very satisfied with the captain's choice. He poked the little Robert who was drooling in front of a pair of axes with his elbow: "Little Robert", and he lowered his voice: "This time, your choice is really an eye-opener for us, the country buns."

"Oh, yes, is that...but do I think we really have that much money?" asked Robert Little.

"It's not a question of whether or not money is money. We can borrow money, but after passing this village, there will be no store... You know what I mean." The female pastor looked at everyone and turned to look at the quarrestrial officer: "Can we go to raise money?"

"Of course, you have an opportunity to buy equipment every month, so don't worry. I know you don't bring so much cash in your pocket now, so go and get it. My working hours here are from 8 am to 8 pm every day. If you are preparing to raise more money today, it doesn't matter if you can come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The opportunity will expire only after the month."

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Walking out of the grassland Elf Chamber of Commerce, Little Robert and his group started raising money as if they were injected with chicken blood. Then the mixed-race girl who had been silent in the team pulled Little Robert's hand.

Little Robert looked at the little girl in front of him with a strange look at the Tyrian girl. Speaking of which, the most reliable treatment in the team was this girl who had passed the sacred way of the Anonymous.

"What's wrong, Sasha."

"Do you have enough money? If not, I can take out my part. Everyone buys a piece of equipment that can make a lot of money and get rid of it."

The little girl's words made everyone silent all of a sudden. After a while, Little Robert shook his head: "I am the captain. I should be the first time I took out part to raise money. Anyway, we have a chance every month. Everyone produces a part every month. I think it takes less than a year to spend more money."

"I agree, I will be the one who is the second month, so no one will compete with me." The poet made a statement first.

"I'm in the third month, whoever grabs me and who is in a hurry." The Paladin immediately took over his words.

Then in the next few months, I was immediately taken first by the barbarians, dwarf thiefs, mages and female priests. Little Sasha pursed her mouth, and the female priest was very unhappy when she was hit by the last girl with my big breasts.

"That's all. We raised money today and then asked the leader of the great war team... By the way, who got the list of equipment."

"I took it! We can choose a few items with the highest cost performance and ask them to bid. We will pay which one is the highest price, and how about it." The poet said to his teammates.

"Just do it like that. Let's do this now. Our Poet Lin will meet those group leaders for a while."

"Very good, so let's ask your friends to borrow some money first."

Just as everyone in Little Robert's adventure group was discussing heatedly, on the second floor of the Chamber of Commerce that they could not see, a smile appeared on the face of the head of the Chamber of Commerce who heard them talking through arcane.

"Our young man is really good at knowing people. Although these guys are seeking money, they still retain their innocent heart. They are really strange but reassuring people on earth."

"Our young man's new favorite looks not simple. Just now, news came from the east of the city that the oldest couple in Jin Dun's family and their grandson were assassinated, and the murderer came and went without a trace. However, I heard that this assassination was different from the previous two times. The murderer did not slash the old man and the child randomly." Behind her, the deputy in charge said: "But the guards on the outside are not so lucky, and they are almost all killed by various corpses."

"I am really a wonderful person. Although I am a wise man, I have a little compassion for the elders and cubs. I really don't know which family taught me and how could it be left in the Federation for so many years. If I were the old man of that family, I would have wanted to peel off my own cubs and not raise them... Kitten people have a different concept from us."

"Maybe it is precisely because of this that we can raise such a unique kitten."

"I like what you said. Speaking of which, our young master has a good vision. Such a rough jade is worthy of being the vision that only the young master can have."

"Yeah yeah."

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While the square ear of the good man Tel was praising his young master, he sat not far from the murder scene. The cat who was sitting with Anne and Youjiu enjoying lunch on the second floor of a restaurant run by Chang Tangren, looked at the carriage driving downstairs.

"The information on my side has come out. Melkin Kington went to the Temple District this morning. After the intelligence department analyzed it, it felt that this guy seemed to seek divine interference and prevent the revenge god from continuing to kill and revenge." Youjiu lowered his voice and said, "I don't think this is very realistic. Mrs. Ella's consciousness is usually the will of the God of Revenge. This kind of action to exterminate the clan has appeared in a total of four times in history. Each time it ended with the target person being killed and killed, including the great nobles. So I think Melkin's action is destined to be unsuccessful. Besides, even if he invited the Holy Lord, we will have the God of Revenge and His Highness Ella to help us with it."

Annie looked so fond of all the things she said about Anne, who looked so cute, and was eating food.

"I think so too, but to be honest, the people in the house were killed and I lit the house. Why didn't there be any filial sons and grandsons of the Jindun family come to take a look?" The cat sighed with chopsticks in his left hand and his chin in his right hand.

Seeing the cat skillfully use his left hand to pick up the meat pieces and put them into his mouth, Youjiu smiled and shook his head: "Are you a left-handed too, Marceau."

"Well, I was left-handed when I was young, and later I was gradually corrected for a while. Now my left and right hands can write and eat." Marceau said, turning his head to look in the direction of the city: "Hey, our business seems to be coming."

The business is indeed coming, and a team of knights protecting a carriage is heading towards the manor. The emblems of the Golden Shield House and the sacred emblems of the Holy Church on the carriage door are clearly visible.

"Has the people from the Holy Church intervened?" Annie said with some surprise, looking at the carriage away.

"No, this should be the youngest child of the old head of the Golden Shield family. Hitrin Golden Shield, who is a bishop in the Holy Church... This is a bit difficult, Marceau." Youjiu frowned: "After all, this is a real god's bishop. If you kill it at will, it will cause great trouble. Do you need to buy a murderer?"

"Hey, long-lasting, cherish your feathers." The cat said with a wry smile.

"What's wrong? In this world, killing and revenge are so natural. I buy a fierce person and it is also in line with the basic rules of this world." Youjiu replied proudly: "Besides, when it comes to buying a fierce person, my heart and actions are not stained at all, they are all just."

"...My heart and actions are not stained at all, they are all justice..." Marceau stood up with a smile, picked up the long knife cat, walked to the girls, gave Anne a forehead kiss, then held up her long-lasting little hand, leaving a warm mark on the back of her hand.

"It's right. In this mission, whether it's killing the old man or the cub, it's all for Mr. Edmund Contace to be able to sustain the resentment of Mr. Edmund Contace. Everything the Golden Shield family has obtained today is obtained by pillowing the corpse of the Contace family... So, Mrs. Ella said that every member of the Golden Shield family must die, so they have no reason to survive. So everyone who kills in this mission, whether I, Anne, or long-lasting, has no stain on our hearts and actions, and they are all just."

"For Contes," Marceau said.

"For Constance." The girls responded.

After saying that, Marceau turned around and walked towards the stairs: "I'll come when I go, don't follow me, the goal is too obvious."

"Hurry up, if we were asked to wait too long, Annie would definitely come to you with a hammer." After Yujiu said that, she pushed Annie with her elbow: "Are you right?"

"Of course!"

“…wait for me to come back.”

At this moment, Marceau smiled very happily.

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"Please thank you for your grief, Bishop Hitling, your uncle, aunt and your little nephew have died unfortunately." Seeing the angry Hitling, the Anonymous Auxiliary, who had experienced the corpse, sighed: "My bishop is talking to the commander of the city guards over there."

"Thank you, my friend. Although you and I have different beliefs, we are all shepherds of the True God." Although the Holy Lord and the Anonymous did not deal with each other, both sides were good gods after all, and they were still peaceful.

"You are so serious, Bishop Hitling, this is what I should do. By the way, this is a post-mortem report. Please check the other information. Please ask the commander if you want it. I don't know it here, and there is no." After handing over an autopsy report, the Anonymous Auxiliary lowered his head and took a step back: "By the way, the three are in the first floor lobby. If you want to go in and see it, it is OK. In order to maintain the scene, we have not moved the body. Please forgive me."

"...Thank you." Knowing that this was the rule, Hitling followed the report after she gave up, and then strode towards the commander of the city guard who was talking to the bishop of the Anonymous.

Seeing Hitling coming, the old grassland elf man, the bishop of the Anonymous, nodded first: "Hello, Bishop Hitling, please feel sorry for me."

"Please mourn, Bishop Hitling." The commander of the city guards of the Canary man took off his helmet: "I am very sad about what happened in your mansion."

"Have you found any traces of the murderer?" Bishop Hitling asked calmly without roaring or choking.

"No, the magic of prophecy has been modified, and all the needles are vaguely directed towards that master... I think you should know who I am talking about." The bishop of the Anonymous sighed when he said this.

The commander handed out a report: "Although we did not find the murderer, we can still distinguish between his invasion route and action. The murderer had no trace of hidden signs. He killed all the guards all the way and then broke the kitchen window and entered the mansion."

"Yeah...thank you."

Hitling took the report and read it, and then he walked to the south fence.

The murderer was from the wall that was climbing over here, and there were footprints on the wall. Judging from the size of the footprints, they should be half-lings or other little races. When he climbed over the wall, he should have nailed the hound that was calling inside the wall with a sleeve arrow... He looked at the tail of the small half-sleeve arrow exposed on the hunting dog's forehead, and Hitrin continued to move along the contents of the report.

The murderer killed the hound, then flipped onto the grape shelf, and when the guard who heard the sound came over, he jumped off the shelf and nailed one of the guards to the ground with one knife... Looking at the young man who was falling on the stone road, looking at the chain armor with piercing and destruction on his back, Hitling looked at the other guard beside him leaning against the wooden stakes of the shelf,

The guard should have wanted to draw his sword, but the next second the murderer pierced his heart with a ridge shape.

His sword was found on another guard not far away. Hitrin looked at the sword in his chest, and fell to the sky... and shook his head.

The murderer's method of acting was completely impossible to solve by these guards. He was too frustrated. The young man who had liberated these realms had no choice but to do anything about him. The one-sided killing continued to the kitchen. The last guard had a wound caused by a long knife on his neck. The young man who was nailed leaned against the wall, and the long sword in his hand was broken.

It was cut off by the opponent's weapon. The guard should have wanted to kill the opponent with a slash, but the sword was cut by the opponent's weapon. Then the murderer pushed out the long sword and nailed him to the wall. This was a very good weapon. There was a trace on the bluestone wall, and even the stone was penetrated.

He took a last look at the young man and knew that he was his uncle's illegitimate son, and sighed.

After looking at the broken window in the kitchen, Hitling flipped into the kitchen. The murderer pushed open the door and pushed down the vase beside the door as if he had entered his own home.

Hitling took a few more steps into the hall, and then he found his aunt who was lying in a pool of blood. The old woman picked up the iron rod by the fireplace, but the flying sleeve arrow penetrated into his liver area. The poisoned sleeve arrow deprived her of strength in an instant. The old woman sat backwards on the rocking chair and turned into a body that was now sitting on the rocking chair with her head down. Her white dress is now stained with blood.

After walking two steps closer, Hittering found his uncle. The old man was lying on the carpet, holding a long sword that seemed to be taken off the weapon stand on the wall. The sword that had already opened and his master died at the hands of the murderer. He was old and had an unsightly weapon. How could his uncle who was alone in his arms? Therefore, he turned into a corpse holding a broken sword and dying with his eyes closed. This was a matter of course.

There is no wound on the back, it seems that the wound is in front. Considering that the old man died in a pool of blood, the wound should be in the heart.

Finally, it was his own...child, Hitling looked at the child who was caught in the back of his head and fell into a soup plate... I still remember that his brother had no children and adopted the child to his brother in order to make his brother feel better, but I didn't expect...

Hitlin sighed deeply, turned his head, and looked at the smoke humanoid who appeared somewhere and stood in the middle of the hall: "The God of Revenge, is it?"

"Yes, Mr. Hitling, I've been waiting here for a long time, just for you."

"...Because I am the only one who can't rest my child." Hitlin smiled, and then the old man pulled out a mace from the air around his waist, and the sacred runes shone in it.

"Murderer, go to die."
Chapter completed!