After lunch, Boom and Rikka walked deeper into the open-air market. The crowd here was obviously much smaller, but there were many more city guards.
The middle area of the open-air market is a sea of weapons, a distribution center for armor, and a display area for countless mounts. People who can come here are either professionals or purchasing envoys from major mercenary groups.
Rikka holds a charcoal-grilled eel in her hand. Sometimes she stops in front of the giant wolf from the beast tribe, and sometimes she is attracted by the elk from the elf tribe.
Boom, on the other hand, kept comparing the difference between the physical object and the paper in his mind. Although he was born and raised in Wangcheng, he had never visited this place.
Udun giant wolf, dwarf war sheep, troll lizard, dark elf blind bull. Boom looked through the crowd at the mounts not far away, his eyes full of yearning. However, he finally shook his head,
How can a magician fight on these things?
"Brother, brother, when will I be able to have a mount?" Rikka's voice brought Boom back to the real world, but how to answer it was another question.
Although Boom now treats her as his own sister, a contracted beast is a contracted beast, and he has never heard of a contracted beast riding a mount.
But Rikka is a special existence. Although Boom is not sure now, he still hopes in his heart that the cube will grow.
"When you can defeat King Ogu, my brother will buy you a mount for fun." Boom pulled Rikka forward. But just such a joke became King Ogu's nightmare soon after.
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The two gradually came to the weapons sales area. Boom now has a black wooden staff, so naturally he will not look for any more staff. But Rikka became interested and looked around with a smile.
Boom naturally knows what the other party is thinking, but this is precisely his main purpose today. He knows Rikka's strength best, but the matter of transforming his hands into short blades cannot be known to others, at least not yet. Otherwise, it will
If you invite death, you must at least escape from Aogu City.
Therefore, purchasing weapons has become a top priority. It doesn’t have to be sophisticated, it just needs to be able to conceal the identity of the Rikka Contract Beast. As for the style, it is naturally two short blades.
"Boss, how do you sell this?" Rikka squatted in front of a stall and asked with her little finger pointing at a pair of short steel blades.
"Ten gold coins! This is a weapon forged from pure stainless steel." When the boss saw that the visitor was a little girl, his originally smiling expression gradually turned cold.
So, this conversation lasted for more than half an hour, until Rikka fell to the ground with a grimace on her face. Boom, who had never spoken, laughed loudly at this time.
"Brother is dead! You don't speak for others, and your sister is being bullied!" Rikka rolled around without any image when she saw Boom making fun of herself.
However, Boom stretched out his hand from behind, and two short steel blades suddenly appeared. The cold light shone so hard that Rikka narrowed her eyes, and those complaints were choked back into her stomach.
"Ah! When did brother buy it?" Rikka took the short blade in surprise, but there was still some doubt in his eyebrows.
"I bought it after you were laughed at by others. How do you like it?" Boom picked up Rikka and patted the dust off her body.
While drinking tea from the Whispering Forest and the Dark Elf clan, the two talked about the interesting things that happened this morning. More importantly, they were planning ways to cook those snow crabs.
But at this moment, heavy drums suddenly sounded, and awkward war songs resounded throughout the market area. In front of a stall not far away, several Vikings from Changsuo City on the tundra continent danced a war dance
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The Tundra Continent is a subordinate principality of the Royal City and the Nine Principalities. Its existence has only one meaning, and that is to accept all criminals.
In this land covered with snow all year round, poverty is a common trivial matter, hunger is like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and chaos and barbarism are truths that have existed for thousands of years.
The humans living here are orphans abandoned by the gods, prisoners with sins etched on their bodies, and ancestors who have been obliterated in the long river of history.
Boom kept recalling the knowledge he learned from books in his mind. He pulled Rikka towards him, wanting to see with his own eyes what these people were selling.
But Boom was not the only one who had this idea. Not long after, the stall was crowded with people. Even some vendor owners appeared in the crowd.
"Hello everyone, we are the ancestors from the frozen continent!" the middle-aged woman in the lead said loudly. But she was answered with silence and laughter.
"Today we have brought you high-quality Viking war skirts. This is a good thing that female professionals cannot miss." The middle-aged woman spoke again, but the crowd gradually dispersed.
The war dance still continues, but everyone's face is full of helplessness. The frozen continent is the hometown of the Vikings, and the Vikings have always maintained the tradition of matrilineal clans.
But in today's world, this approach seems a bit outdated. At least judging from the statistics of combat professionals, men account for 89%.
"City Lord, why don't we go back? This ancient city is really boring." A big man wearing a bearskin said in a low voice.
"You bastard! How many times have I told you, I'm just a businessman here. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart!" This person is Belinda, the lord of Changsuo City in the Tundra Continent.
This time she came to Aogu City in disguise mainly to inquire about the situation on the mainland. She also wanted to see if she could earn some gold coins to alleviate the people's plight of lack of food.
But at present, it seems that the specialties he sells are not to the other party's appetite. He only earned a dozen gold coins in the morning, most of which came from those wooden carved toys.
"Sister, what are these?" Rikka's voice suddenly sounded. Boom wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
"Huh? My little sister is a warrior. These are the best war skirts. Not only are they made of fine leather, but the workmanship is also one of a kind." Belinda saw that the other party had two short blades on his waist, and her face changed again.
A smile emerges.
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As a woman, her favorite thing is to deal with such little girls. Perhaps it is out of sympathy, or it is a conflict with common sense.
"How much does it cost for one piece?" Rikka still looked pitiful, but Boom behind him turned his head, thinking that his sister really knows how to learn and sell.
"This one! The finest albino bear skin, the seams are wax thread mixed with mithril powder, which is enough to withstand the most powerful blow of a high-level magician." Belinda slowly pulled out a battle dress from behind.
But when the big man on the side saw this, his jaw almost dropped.
Although the Ogu man didn't know it clearly, he knew that this thing was a treasure even in the tundra continent. Not to mention how precious the albino bear skin was, the sutures alone were also made by magicians.
"Sister, how much does this Viking war dress cost?" Rikka asked the most important question.
"Two hundred gold coins, even one less is not enough. This is the cost." Belinda slowly raised her head and looked at Boom with some teasing.
At this time, only Boom and Rikka were left in front of the stall. Although Belinda liked the little girl in front of her, she couldn't afford to sell the things her tribe had worked so hard to make at a loss.
And seeing that Boom was wearing gray linen clothes, she didn't believe that he could pay such a huge sum of money. So she quoted such a price, just to persuade them to withdraw.
"Deal! Rikka gives them the money!" However, Boom nodded without hesitation and then motioned Rikka to pay. This behavior even made the latter a little dumbfounded.
The setting sun dyed Ogu City red at some point. Boom still pulled Rikka, but the figure walked deeper into the open-air market.
That pure white Viking war dress lay quietly in the dimensional space. Rikka became extremely docile because she got what she liked, but the Vikings from the frozen continent were crying.