"Pah!" A loud slap echoed in the hall. More than a dozen servants, including the old butler, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, trying to hold back every breath in their bodies.
"Master! Please forgive me for my fault. All this is just because my child, who is under one month old, is suffering from wind and cold, so he was just a few minutes late." Not only did the skinny boy not show any signs of illness after being slapped,
Unhappy, he knelt down on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"Lowly thing! Do you know how precious my time is? How many minutes? In a few minutes, I may be able to break through to a high-level magician!" The young man wearing a gold robe snorted coldly when he heard this, and then used it harder.
The whip began to strike without mercy.
"If you do it again next time, just find a rope and hang yourself! In addition, this month's wages have been cancelled, no! Not next month either! Get out!" The young man, who was a little tired from waving the whip for a long time, gasped
He shouted with a heavy breath.
"What are you doing here? It's all rubbish! Trash! Come and get my purple-gold magic robe. Today is the monthly gathering of the Arcane Union. If I'm late for a minute, your wages will be reduced.
A silver coin!" This young man is the concubine of a count in the ancient city. He became a magician ten years ago and has also practiced to the intermediate level. Therefore, the old count reluctantly recognized this son.
Yue provided him with countless gold coins and everything he needed for cultivation.
As for the young man who was severely beaten, he was naturally a poor man like Boom, but he chose to devote himself to the powerful, and all he got in exchange was two full meals and a few silver coins that were better than nothing.
Hatred! Grievance! He was lying on the ground like a corpse. Warm blood moistened the linen, flowed through his eyes, and finally dripped down the tip of his nose onto the marble floor. His daughter was only three years old, and he was already in danger. What could he do?
I can bear no profit for two months! A little bit of madness gradually appeared in the numb eyes, live! Or die!
As a warehouse keeper, he was originally a poor man with a weak character. He was placed in this courtyard only because his father had some friendship with the young man's parents. Over the years, he has always been honest and diligent, and he should not
He acted as if he didn't see anything, and never said anything that shouldn't be said. But even so, this young master always disliked him because his loving partner outside wanted to arrange for relatives to enter the mansion.
, it is best to take your place.
However, although this young man was arrogant and domineering outside, he still had some conscience and did not dare to disobey his mother too much. Therefore, although he had fits from time to time, he did not kick himself out after all. But what happened today was obviously someone
He is making plans behind the scenes because what he lacks most at the moment is money to buy medicine for his daughter, but only a few people know about this matter, and it can even be said that only a few people.
He doesn't blame the villain who gave the advice, because everyone is the same, just to live a better life. He doesn't blame the young man who beat him, because he is a nobleman, and he is also a nobleman who is a magician.
Let alone beating him, who would blame him even if he killed himself?
His life was like this, but his daughter was innocent! He never expected a better tomorrow, but he told his daughter fairy tales about princes and princesses every night.
"Since you treat me like this, don't blame the villain for enriching your own pocket!" He slowly climbed up and walked towards the warehouse. In the eyes of others, he was like a bereaved dog. No matter how hard the owner made things, he would eventually wag his tail and beg for mercy.
The accounts that he had kept for many years were spread out on the wooden table. Guards stood outside the closed warehouse door. The charcoal marks that had been revised twice were perfect, and two hazelnut-sized magic crystals were stuffed into his body. p>
The burning pain in his back had long been numb, and a raging flame burned in his heart, burning away all dogma and red tape. The magic crystal was exchanged for gold coins, and the gold coins were exchanged for decoction. The decoction could save his daughter! Night fell slowly,
This is his first time walking into the black market, but it will definitely not be the last time...
"Stinky brother! Bad brother! The broth has been heated four times and it still doesn't come out! If it doesn't come out, I'll cry for you!" Rikka stood at the corner of the second floor and knocked gently on the wooden door.
"Put it down! Don't disturb me casually in the future!" The door opened a gap, and Bum, who had been practicing hard for days, had disheveled hair and a pair of originally black eyes, which were even more bloodshot.
Rikka pursed her lips, intending to complain a bit. Although she was still a little confused, as a contracted beast, she had a spiritual connection and could somewhat understand her master's helplessness and unwillingness. Do what you should do, and don't give in.
My brother is causing trouble! What he needs most now is not boring greetings, but magic crystals!
Magic crystal? I don’t know how much that thing costs. Do you want to sneak out and take a look? Do you want to? Will my brother be angry if he finds out? Uh...who am I? Where am I? I’m sick.
, I walked out of the courtyard involuntarily!
With more than a dozen gold coins in her pocket, she crept out of the courtyard door. After pulling up her hood, she disappeared into the night. Naturally, this was not her first time walking in the black market, as she had lived here for a long time, but she
Still don't dare to turn into the alley, who knows what kind of weirdo is inside.
At the same time, the scarred boy was wandering around like a headless fly, and finally they both came to the edge of a remote small square.
Fate is sometimes so magical. The stupid teenager walked into the black market for the first time and came to this free trading square, and Rikka was like an aunt who went out to eat after a meal, looking around and looking around.
The others stared angrily and smiled bitterly.
"Sir! What do you have? Take it out and take a look?" Rikka lowered her head, lowered her voice, and asked the boy beside her in a similar manner.
"Um...Um, I have some magic crystals here. The purity is not high, but they are genuine. Look..." The young man was startled when he heard this, but fortunately, his many years of experience as a servant made him immediately put on a pair of magic crystals.
With a flattering face.
"Magic crystal! Oh... magic crystal! These two little things are pretty good. I wonder how much you plan to sell them for? My master is also a magician. Although your goods are not very good, they are better than nothing!
"Rikka forcibly suppressed her excitement and excitement, and still talked nonsense.
"These two magic crystals are worth ten gold coins on the market, but I only need two. If you think it's suitable, you can trade them now." The young man thought for a moment, and then whispered.
"Huh? Why didn't you say that the two magic crystals were taken from King Augu's crown? Two gold coins? Then you go to the market area! One! One at most! Forget it if you don't sell it.
!" Rikka replied hilariously, following the concept taught by Boom of cutting half of the pieces when meeting.
The sickle-like crescent moon hung in the air. Rikka hurried back to the courtyard with some pride. The two magic crystals in her arms were soaked with her body temperature. And the young man with scars all over his body had already left the black market, carrying several packages of medicinal materials.
In the hand, the face is full of hope and confidence.
This kind of transaction seems thrilling, but it is repeated every moment every day. The only difference is that the protagonist was a guard in the palace yesterday, today he is a servant of a noble family, and tomorrow he is a boy in a shop. Again.
After returning to the small courtyard, Rikka hurriedly knocked on the door. Although Boom looked unhappy, he still motioned for him to enter.
"Where did this come from? What's going on?" Boom stared at the two magic crystals in front of him, feeling a little excited and a little irritated. Because he knew the value of this thing. If he could get it so easily, what would he do?
Why bother all day long and forcefully condense magic power through meditation.
"Hee hee, I just went to the trading place and got back these magic crystals with only one gold coin! Brother, how awesome are you!" Rikka said with a playful smile, taking credit.
"You...you are an idiot! How can there be such a good thing in the world! Maybe that person is gathering people now and plans to destroy our nest in one fell swoop!" Boom's scarlet eyes, which had been cultivated for days, were filled with tears at this moment.
Regret. He hated himself for being so hasty and for giving his fortune and life to a little girl.
A few minutes later, Boom and Rikka quietly came out of the small courtyard with all their money. The two huddled in the trash can across the street, staring at the courtyard door as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The strong mouse was killed by someone.
He occupied the residence and went into a rage, but in his anger, Boom answered the opponent with the coldness of the steel knife.
Behind her, Rikka curled up into a ball. She felt a little aggrieved, and she didn't believe that she had misjudged the boy. But her brother's words were everything, so what about the trash can! She was still connected heart to heart with her brother!