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Chapter 302: Senior Harpist

"Little brat, it's just a pet. What's wrong with borrowing it for fun?" A female player in a bright red coat said bossily.

"I told you, she is my friend, if you don't want to die, get out of here."

"You're very loud. If you have the guts, just do it. I'll stand here and let you chop me." The female player's partner was also shouting at the side.

There are five players in this group. Judging from the badges, they should belong to the same guild. Opposite them is the human boy Aigao holding an Eevee.

The cause of the quarrel between the two sides is not complicated. As a rare fairy-like creature and a representative creature of cuteness, Eevee can easily attract the attention of others.

Ordinary people or players can just take a look or say some compliments and take photos, but the behavior of this group of people seems a bit excessive. They just reach out and hug them without saying anything. The most disgusting thing is their words.

For druids and rangers, a natural companion is never as simple as a pet. They are partners, friends, and relatives. Any insult to them can be regarded as a provocation to them.

What's more, Bui is Ai Gao's true friend and relative. What happened back then has always made him feel guilty. Now Bui is almost like his reverse scale and cannot tolerate anyone's insult.

Just when Aigao couldn't help but want to take the bow, two hands, one left and one right, pressed on his shoulders.

Of course there is Sherlock on one side and Jack on the other.

Players are prompted by the system when entering Susar, and the situation of NPCs is not much different than before. Taking the initiative to attack at this time is tantamount to seeking death. Moreover, even if the players on the opposite side die, it is just a matter of experience. This kind of

It's not worth buying and selling.

Sherlock didn't bother much with those people. He picked up Bui who was panicking on the side, pulled Aigao and squeezed out of the crowd of onlookers.

"Oh, boring!" Of course, the team led by the female player would not take action, and left the tavern after Jack drove them away.

Their behavior is already quite bad for Cormyr, who values ​​etiquette and respectability. Of course it doesn't matter if no NPC sees it, but in public, if you don't want to lose the local reputation, it's best not to go too far.

, so as not to cause public anger.

Of course, another very important reason is Jack's identity. Many players who have stayed in Sousal for a long time know that Jack, the tavern waiter, is not as simple as he appears.

The best example is that the eldest daughter of the Comeril family, Idris, often comes to drink with each other, and she drinks all night long, which means that she will not come out of the pub until daytime the next day.

Therefore, many people secretly call Jack, a handsome tavern waiter, a pretty boy.

However, would a woman like Idris who likes adventure and challenge really like a pretty boy? The answer is of course no.

When Jack pulled Sherlock into a box, he revealed his identity, and the harp badge on his chest under the night sky was emitting a faint light.

There is a sense between Harper badges, but they are also divided into levels. The one on Sherlock is the lowest level. Unless the other party can reveal it, it cannot be sensed. However, Jack's badge is much more advanced in appearance.

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"Don't be surprised by my identity." Jack put away the badge and continued: "I didn't expect to meet people from the organization at this time. I don't know what mission you have in Susar. It's for King Aron V.

The coronation ceremony?"

"By the way, I'm mainly here to attend an auction."

"Then you came at the wrong time." Jack sighed and said.

"What's wrong?"

For Sherlock, it is undoubtedly a lucky thing to meet a high-level Harper. He really needs someone to explain the current turbulent situation in Susal, even if he can't profit from it.

It is also good to avoid being affected by the fish in the pond.

Forgotten Realm is a game that never cares about the life or death of players. The plot happens as it happens. Whether you can survive or not is up to you. There is never any such thing as adjusting the difficulty or mortality rate.

"The conflict between the royal family and the nobility has reached an irreconcilable stage. This time one party will definitely take action. By then, the regime that Cormyr has finally stabilized may become unstable again, and there will be more wars with the orcs and goblins.

variable……"

As a harpist who has lived here since childhood, Jack knows more than many nobles. The secrets of the royal family and the conspiracies of the nobles. The combination of these information is enough for him to predict many things.

The conversation continued until the afternoon before Sherlock forcibly interrupted the topic with a head full of information.

He didn't understand anything about Sambia's economic invasion, fiefdom reform, or the replacement of old and new nobles, but he was afraid that it would be used somewhere and could only forcefully memorize it.

If he continued to chat, he was really afraid that his brain would not be used enough, so he could only ask other questions.

"Jack, do you know if there is any channel in Suzal that can make magic props?"

"Do you have anything good?" Jack asked curiously.

As both Harpers, Sherlock had nothing to hide, and this kind of behavior that clearly showed distrust was taboo in the Harper Alliance, so he calmly took out the Hag Eye in his backpack.

"The eyes of the hag!" Jack took the palm-sized crystal ball and looked at it: "This thing is rare."

Indeed, after reading the book "Walking with the Witches", Sherlock realized how precious this thing really is.

The hag's eye is a crystal particle formed by condensing the power of three strange monsters: the green hag, the demon hag, and the sea hag. It can be used to cast powerful prophecy spells and illusions.

The hag itself is an extremely rare creature, otherwise Gerou would not have had to go to great lengths to transform humans into sea hags.

It is even rarer for three kinds of hags to gather together to form a hag war group, even harder to see than a giant dragon, so it is no wonder that the hag eyes are rare.

"What magic item do you want to make, a charm, a staff, or something else."

A crystal as big as the Hag's Eye is undoubtedly the most suitable to use as the head of a staff, but Sherlock no longer needs the equipment of a staff after having the fireweed.

As for accessories, his bracelet set and space ring will definitely not be replaced in a short period of time. It would be a waste of value to create a separate ring.

After relaying his thoughts to Jack, the other party pondered: "Well, let me think about it, there are quite a few mages who are good at mysticism in Susar, but unfortunately most of them are from the War Mage Academy, or...

Among those who belong to the royal family and major nobles, only Conafando is still somewhat capable, but..."


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