The sub-city of Zshilida is affiliated to Kalais, the main city favored by merchants in the Tanstinburg Empire. Although it is listed below the main city favored by merchants, it is directly connected to Kalais due to the space tunnel of Ilichig.
In the main city, most merchants prefer the main city with a large flow of people and wealth. Few merchants will pay attention to the sub-city of Zsilida, so this has also created a very embarrassing situation, with traffic jams.
The large caravans in Laois may reach 10,000 times in a single day, while the total number of entries and exits of the small chamber of commerce in Zsilida Vice City in a single month is only close to 10,000 times, although this figure is the extreme result of the undead natural disaster that broke out in Feist.
By comparison, it is not difficult to see that the main city is indeed the focus of countless caravans.
A young man named Carlisle who lives in the sub-city of Zsilida originally thought that the caravan that appeared in front of him suddenly came here because of a wrong route. As an aspiring young man who often exercises his affinity with the Holy Light and is determined to become a light priest, he has a medium-sized light.
Cities under the protection of the church are basically not fooled by dark illusions, so he was so surprised when he saw the mighty caravan appearing in the sub-city of Zsilida. After all, it is still possible to buy rare magic materials normally.
Carlisle, who was on his way to the main city, came across this caravan that looked obviously larger than a medium-sized caravan. Finally, he was able to enjoy the caravan's lowest price to buy the raw materials for the hair growth agent he longed for. This really did not make him happy.
Standing outside the bustling crowd for a long time, Carlisle's face flushed with excitement. While he listened carefully to the goods sold by the Chamber of Commerce, he wondered whether the lowest price line of the Chamber of Commerce was really what the rumors said. During the push, he saw something familiar.
Friends Brad, Belloc, etc. and neighbor Waters.
"Is it really you? I thought you were training Holy Light skills at this hour! Brad, I remember you often said that you have to train swordsmanship for several hours every day? Wow, Belloc, you are here too, really
What a coincidence, is there anything you want to buy?"
Hearing his friend's voice in the chaotic crowd, Brad, who was carrying a heavy sword tied with a yellow bandage, turned around with a flash of embarrassment on his face, and then replied in a loud voice, "Hey, Carlisle, rest, understand.
? You don’t know the time period when I practice swordsmanship, so don’t always act like an idiot and think that my time period is fixed, okay?"
Belloc on the other side didn't seem to hear. She was holding a pendant made of topaz in her hand. Her beautiful and childish face was filled with peach red. Fortunately, Uncle Waters, who was standing next to Belloc, put down his hammer at the right moment.
Noticing Carlisle, he patted Belloc on the shoulder, pushed aside the crowd that was crowding in, and walked up to the boys who were asking each other about Holy Light skills.
"What does the rank of the Holy Son mentioned in the continuation page of "Priest Promotion Book 2.0" mean?"
"The angels who represent the three levels of tolerance, faith and majesty respectively give the blessing of the priesthood of light. If you lose these qualities, you will lose your acceptance of the power of the priesthood. Above it is the sacred level of eternal prosperity, wisdom and enlightenment. That is
What we, the light priesthood, want to respect are unity, love, and self-respect for the Holy Spirit. This is the character that every light people should possess."
"Damn it, you've even read the priest's books! Then don't blame me, what is the concentration limit of the holy sword?!"
"Honor the inner calling of the Holy Light!"
“What if it still doesn’t work?”
"How is it possible?! If you can't even condense the Holy Sword, then your faith in our god must not be sincere enough! Carlisle, you want to deceive me again! It's my turn. Can the charge of the light barrier be provided by the Paladin?
"
"Of course not! You are all using swords to fight against the front. You can't even maintain your own energy, let alone actively provide energy!"
"Tch, I also know. This is to repay your previous problem. Now one size is equal to one size, and we are even!"
Getting closer, Waters heard the end of the argument, and quickly brought up a new topic before Brad started a new round of conquest, "You two are still the same as before, Carlisle, you also want to buy something
Something? I remember you said before that you seemed to have to wait a few weeks to go to Kalais to buy the 'Blackbeard of Zaroku' according to the stipend for being a preparatory pastor of the Church of Light. I don't know if it is this one!
"
"Ah! Here, Uncle Waters, how much did you spend? I'll pay you back the original price!" Carlisle took the clover, which was only slightly longer than his thumb with trembling hands. It looked like a four-leaf clover, but the leaves were pitch black.
Like ink, facing the sunlight through the leaf surface, you can capture the wisps of messy beard-like textures laid flat.
"Uncle, I just want to give you a birthday gift in advance. You guy, the day after tomorrow is your birthday, right? You usually come to my farm to help, so why would uncle go to you to ask for something like this?
"Uncle Waters first crossed his arms, but at the end he put his hands on Carlisle's shoulders, "In a while, it will be time for you to usher in the awakening day of the power of the Holy Light. Keep the money to buy more for yourself.
Eat, maybe when the Holy Light awakens, there will be more sources of Holy Light floating above your head?"
"..." Carlisle pursed his lips but couldn't say a polite refusal. What Waters said struck a chord in his heart. The Holy Light awakened. This was an honorable time that countless light priests missed so much, "Thank you, in the future.
I will definitely pay it back.”
"Hey! What are you so excited about? In fact, I also remembered your birthday, okay? They say that pastors treat everyone under the blessing of our God equally and will only offer their loyalty to my God. Are you far from being a pastor like this?"
Ryder pouted.
"Ah, even if you wait until I become a priest, I won't treat you! Where is your protective spirit as a Holy Light Knight? Even a Holy Light Knight who knows how to read the atmosphere will not interrupt this touching moment!" Carlisle
He said coldly with red eyes.
"Because that guy is an idiot." A female voice as clear and beautiful as an oriole came from across the sky. There was a gold-covered book on her waist. The girl holding a wooden stick in her hand passed a pendant in front of everyone in turn.
Turning around, "Does it look good? I always feel that if the carved pendant is also bright yellow, I may not be able to escape this color in my life."
"You look good no matter what you wear." Carlisle swallowed secretly when he saw Belloc's demeanor revealing the cunningness of a girl.
"To be more practical, don't let me think that the biggest difference between you and that idiot Brad is that you know the etiquette of praise." Belloc threw the wooden stick to Uncle Waters, and then carefully put the pendant on his hands.
Debugging on the chest.
"Who are you calling stupid?" Brad immediately retorted.
"Whoever is so manic is an idiot. Please use your brain more. I'm really worried that you will lose your mind when you go to the battlefield and rush forward. Finally, you will gloriously see my god early." Belloc patted his chest and confirmed the pendant.
He tied it tightly and then turned his eyes to Brad.
"You said that's an honor. How can you become a qualified paladin if you're afraid of death?" Brad debated with his eyes wide open.
"It's hopeless." Belloc shook his head, snatched the strange magic material from Carlisle's hand briskly, checked it up and down, but refused to give up and checked it again, "It doesn't make sense, Uncle Waters simply can't.
They have never come into contact with black rat roots but they are able to select good materials. Could it be that the conscience of those businessmen discovered it?"
"Why do you say that? The Chamber of Commerce has regulations against deceiving customers. The black rat root you are talking about..." Carlisle opened his mouth to say something but was quickly interrupted by Belloc, "That 'Zaroku's Black Beard'
It's just a slang used by low-level appraisers to communicate with each other. The black rat root described in the "Universal Magical Materials Illustrated" published by the Palace of Truth is its scientific name. Back to the question, merchants never take the initiative to deceive, but they also never do it.
We will deliver the most cost-effective products at the same price, even exceeding the current Pfister value, to you, idiot!"
"Girl, you mean, I really made a profit from this material?" Uncle Waters interjected.
"Yes, I just saw him choose something and hand it to you. I thought that at your age, uncle, you would have to experience the bitterness of young people's life. Now it seems that uncle, you may really be what you look like.
He's a nice person." Bei Luoqi said in a helpless tone at the end, and she probably couldn't figure out why.
"Hey, girl, you still didn't listen to the whole story. The people from the caravan asked me to provide clues. I just gave a rough idea and the other party seemed to believe it. I asked him for this black rat root, but he only accepted half of it.
The first..."
"Uncle, I'm so touched that you came back!" Carlisle couldn't help but say something when he heard this. Uncle Worster smiled coquettishly, "Uncle didn't expect this, it happened, it happened!"
"Uncle Worster, you'd better tell me first what clues that caravan is collecting." Belloc's voice also became solemn.
"I'm also surprised about this. They asked me, do you know the Discipline Knight of Kraven?" Uncle Worster hesitated a little when he saw Belloc's eyes getting sharper.
"How could I ask uncle about such a thing as finding a needle in a haystack?" Belloc seemed to be deep in thought.
"Does this kind of thing have much to do with us? Belloc, I think we should not get involved in this matter. At worst, we can tell the people in the temple that the awakening of the Holy Light is coming soon." Carlisle touched him with his elbow.
Brad, who was scolded as a fool and murmured "love, love, holy class" in anger, said, "Don't you think so, Brad?"
"Oh, it's so annoying, right! Do you care so much?" Brad said impatiently.
"Girls, boys, it's almost time. It's time to go home. After dinner, I'm afraid you have to go to the temple for mass as usual!" Uncle Worster saw that the atmosphere was not right and had no intention of asking Black Rat Root.
How to distinguish quality.
"Then let's go first." Carlisle followed suit, "Bellok, it's very difficult to become a spellbreaker. I'm already preparing those magical props that the seniors talked about. I think it's better to be natural than to be late.
Go back and stop thinking about this."
"..." Belloc nodded under the gaze of Carlisle, who had a hint of pleading in his eyes. By the time a few of them actually walked towards home, the caravan on the street had left silently, following the path of Zshilida.
On the branch road of Vice City Street, they are still migrating...