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Chapter 1030 Drawings under the Moonlight

 The south area of ​​Wallkill City is a place that has been completely ignored. Although the goblins are powerful, as long as there are people gathering, they will be divided into three, six or nine levels. According to the ancient continent, the south area is a slum area.
After finishing their supper, the group originally planned to return to the small courtyard, but the money bag around Boom's waist was stolen by a goblin thief. Hastur, who planned to kill him directly, was stopped by Boom, and everyone followed silently.

The goblin thief entered the southern area of ​​Wallkill City and finally stopped opposite a certain wooden house.

"Secret technique! Unlimited vision!"

A soul butterfly flew out of the insect nest in Hastur's left eye, and then flew into the wooden house. However, the mother insect's body was directly crushed, and everyone present also shared the vision of the soul butterfly.

This is a space of less than twenty square meters. The rough wooden boards have long been rubbed smooth and flat. There are several pieces of patched leather armor piled on the upper bunk. Sitting on the lower bunk is a goblin boy who looks to be less than ten years old.

There were two pieces of black bread on the plate on the table, and the mouse hole under the wooden table was opened again at some point.

The candle flame swayed violently as the door opened and closed. The little boy put down the quill in his hand and ran towards the middle-aged man who had just entered the door with a smile. After looking around, the little boy confirmed that his father was fine, and just put it on the table.

put the black bread next to the fire and began to boil water.

His father is a "useless man", so the mercenary missions he receives every day determine the living standards of the father and son. But what he cares most about is not the gold coins his father brings back, but the safety of the other party. But he is still

Not as experienced as his father, he didn't even notice the left arm that was shrunk in his robe.

A few days ago, my father accidentally bumped into a nobleman and was beaten alive by the other party for more than ten minutes. Although he finally survived, he was also covered in scars. But this matter fell into the mouth of his father, and it became a

In order to have actual combat training with friends. And the left arm that was the most seriously injured did not fully recover today.

Unable to accept the mercenary mission, this gave his father evil thoughts. But after careful observation every day, he finally set his sights on Boom. Because Boom is a foreigner and "brings a family with him", he probably lost it.

The money bag will not cause any trouble in Wallkill City.

However, what surprised him was that the money bag actually contained a hundred gold coins. If he hadn't seen his son's smile at this moment, even he himself would not have been able to believe that he would have such good luck.

"I took on a very important mercenary mission today. Although it was extremely risky, I finally completed it."

"Tomorrow I will take you to buy books, and haven't you always wanted to visit the night market? We will go there tomorrow night."

The father looked at his son with a smile. In his eyes, his son was everything to him and the hope of living. Therefore, as long as his son needed something, he would not hesitate even if he was severely injured.

However, he did not show the money bag full of gold coins to his son, because he knew very well that the result of doing so would either lead his son astray, or his son would clamor for him to return it.

And he doesn't intend to waste these gold coins on food and drink. The goblins neither believe in the gods nor the old gods. They only believe that technology is the power to change the world. However, if you want to truly become a goblin craftsman, you need to not only

If you are talented, you have to pay a lot of expenses for it. At least those books cost dozens of silver coins or even gold coins, which are beyond the reach of the poor.

If you add in quills, ink, straw paper, measuring tools and other consumables, then the cost will be difficult for even a small noble to maintain, let alone an ordinary mercenary.

However, his son is a very smart little guy. Although he cannot say that he has never forgotten everything, he managed to pass the written examination of Alchemy City Academy with the help of those broken books. However, due to the inability to pay the high tuition fees, Shicai is still living in a dormitory.

In this wooden house.

"Really, that's great! But I think my father should save this money. After I pass the preliminary examination of Alchemy City Academy again the next year, I can truly learn the secrets of goblin craftsmen."

"But let's go to the night market tomorrow night. I heard from the big sister next door that the buffet skewers are delicious and very cheap."

While the son was washing his father's feet, he imagined himself sitting in front of the stall, eating those coveted shabu skewers. The father's calloused hands fell on his son's head, and the sigh that had blurted out turned into a bright smile, and this

Everything comes from the money bag in his arms.

Snoring sounded, and the exhausted father finally fell asleep, but his hands were always covering his chest, which was his hope of paying for his son's tuition. He never thought about buying magic potion to treat wounds, nor did he think about drinking it.

A glass of dwarf ale, or that tempting roast leg of lamb.

Reading at night, neat notes, almost perfect burning paper. But because the book itself is a fragment, it is full of loopholes, and even the rifling is guessed. But it is precisely because of this that the goblin proved

The young man's talent is at least not inferior to that of anyone in the academy.

The soul butterfly flew out of the wooden house again, and then turned into a little light and disappeared. Hastur turned to look at Boom, waiting for his order to kill the opponent. However, Boom was standing silently, seemingly trapped in a trance.

A nightmare.

They both live in the slums and are equally precarious. But not only does the other party have the protection of his father, but his own qualifications are beyond his reach. However, he changed his life because of picking up the parchment scroll, while the other party is perfectly normal.

Earn a living and put your hope in hard work.

"We still have partners, don't we? We also need to become the pinnacle of power, don't we?"

"Accident is also a part of life. Maybe everything for you has been destined for a long time, but you just haven't faced it yet."

Christine put her hand on Boom's shoulder for the first time, but there was no magic wave in this hand, and it simply exuded trust and relief.

Boom nodded when he heard the words, and saw the storage bag's fluorescent light flashing, and three medium-grade magic crystals immediately flew into the wooden room. Click, click, the goblin boy who was drawing the drawing was startled, but to be seen

After seeing the three middle-grade magic crystals, he ran out quickly. However, except for the stars in the sky, it was hard to see Boom.

"Lord Boom, doing this is a sign of kindness, and it is also the quality that a strong man should have." Hastur said this, and the face of a flatterer was clearly revealed.

"I also think Master Boom is very reliable. These are my private money." Perseus continued, and actually took out dozens of gold coins from the storage bag.

"Uh... can you two shut up? We have lost money today. When we are free, we still have to ask for it back from the goblins." Rikka concluded nonchalantly while eating an orange.<

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Boom's sigh lingered in the southern area of ​​Wallkill City. As for the wry smile at the corner of his mouth, it was covered up by the orange petals that Rikka stuffed. Christine walked behind everyone with a smile, and she glanced back and forth at her

My companions, I feel that this kind of life should have a little more time.

Everyone returned to the small courtyard and closed the door after saying good night to each other. In the wooden room, the goblin boy had already put away the three middle-grade magic crystals, because at his current level, it was not enough to use these expensive materials.

It's too early.


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