Sharf, who was writing with his head down, raised his head slightly and looked at Rawls, who had his back turned to him. His right hand gradually stopped writing, and the "Scholar's Orb" on his chest revealed a purple color, as if he was deep in thought. His eyes were fixed on a certain spot on the wine rack. He paused for a while, shook his head, and continued writing.
Rawls didn't seem to notice Scharf's little move. He stood quietly, his eyes sweeping over the bottles of wine with unique shapes and exquisite appearances on the wine rack, and he tilted his ears slightly, as if listening to something. Suddenly he He took a step forward and stretched his right hand towards a bottle of Sonia blood wine with a simple shape.
Although Sharf behind him was immersed in writing, he was still paying attention to Rawls's movements. When he saw him reaching out to touch the mechanism, he immediately stopped writing and stared closely at the bottle of ancient Sonia blood wine. .
The hand suddenly stopped moving!
Sharf's heart began to beat violently, and the "thumping, thumping" heartbeat sound spread along the bones and muscles to his ears. He swallowed and looked slightly sideways at Rawls.
He was staring back at himself at the moment. An inexplicable smile appeared on his face for an instant, and then disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared. It was replaced by a slightly confused look. He frowned at himself and reached for it. I found the Olmir wine next to the bottle of ancient Sunian blood wine.
Sharf swallowed again, with a forced arc at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and continued writing.
Rawls smiled and did not open the cork, but carefully looked at the Fusac language on the label of the wine bottle. This bottle of wine comes from the Lefsikoli Winery in Fusac Kubankar Province and was produced in 1336. year, the price is at least 120 pounds.
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"Everything I know has been written down."
Sharf almost filled up a piece of paper with rather sloppy handwriting. In addition to writing down all the locations involved in black market transactions and extraordinary gatherings, he also marked the specific person responsible and the contact information of the gathering. For example, More details provided by Alger.
"You know these people very well!"
Rawls threw away the paper in his hand. He absolutely believed that if he provided enough paper and ink, Sharf could draw the people above one by one.
"Some of them asked about my residence." Sharf didn't hide anything and scratched his head, "But you can definitely find them with these things."
Throwing the paper to Sharf again, Rawls poured the wine and said:
"Since you know so much, mark out the people you think are involved in Fusak."
"Fusak?"
Sharf frowned. Is this guy going to cause trouble for the Feysac people? Is he a racist? Or did he have a relative who died in the battle with Feysac?
Countless thoughts arose in his mind, but they were thrown away by him. What does this have to do with him? He is an Intis, not a Feysac barbarian.
"Yes, not just people from Fusac, but also people related to Fusac." Rawls picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
Sharf did not answer. He just lowered his head and compared his memory as required, marking the people he thought were related to Fusak one by one. In less than a minute, he handed the relabeled paper to Rawls. .
Reaching out to take the paper, Rawls folded it and stuffed it into his wallet. Looking at Sharf with an envious expression, he smiled and said:
"Even if you have a purse like this, it can only be used for a period of time. It must strengthen the power of 'space hiding' every once in a while, otherwise it will gradually become ineffective. Unless you can find a 'mystic mage' or have the corresponding
Only with sealed artifacts can this be achieved.”
"That's right." Sharf nodded thoughtfully, "What is the specific method of making a space pocket?"
He wanted to see if he could use the ability of the "artisan" to think of a suitable way to make something similar. But he knew that even with his own ability and those notes, he might not be able to do this, but if he used that
If something helps, there may not be hope.
As long as you make something similar to a "space pocket", you won't be in such a situation.
"The 'Mystic Mage' relies on his 'space hiding' ability to twist and isolate an area in the spiritual world, and then uses the overlapping and chaotic characteristics of the spiritual world and reality. As long as he has the correct coordinates, he can directly reach the destination, and hide that area.
The 'door' to the snow area opens in this pocket."
Rawls threw the money bag in his hand upwards. It was easy to see through Sharf's mind, but if this thing was so easy to make, Russell would have made it himself.
Looking at Scharf who was grabbing his hair and lost in thought, Rawls took out a revolver from his wallet and slapped it on the bar, causing Scharf to subconsciously hold the hand hanging on his chest.
The "scholar's orb" he wore.
"You built this?"
Sharf glanced at the revolver warily and nodded. Now he regretted more and more why he chose to wear the newly made "Scholar's Orb" instead of wearing the "Brilliant Starlight".
"What abilities do you have?"
"...It can improve your fighting ability and help you quickly master various schools of fighting techniques. Using spiritual power to stimulate it can give you the ability to temporarily gain the 'Eye of Peeping Secrets', allowing you to see ghosts, wronged souls and other spiritual creatures."
Sharf hesitated for a while before answering, but he didn't mention its negative effects, and also hid its other ability.
It turned out to be Sequence 8 of "Fighting Scholar" and "Secret Peeper"... Rawls nodded and patted the revolver on the bar:
"You are a 'craftsman' and you should know who the inventor of the revolver is."
"Ah?" Sharf's expression was a little weird. He really couldn't figure out what the guy opposite was going to do. There was no connection between the things he did and the questions he asked. It seemed like he just did whatever came to his mind.
"Why, you don't know?" Rawls picked up the revolver, threw the magazine out with a "snap", and returned it with a "snap".
"Let me think about it..." Sharf carefully avoided the gun. "It's Bishop Cole of the Church of Steam. He invented the revolver in 1252."
"Really?" Rawls pulled the trigger and looked out the window, "Before this, there should have been a revolver."
"Are you talking about that sealed artifact?"
Sharf immediately thought of the revolver called "Judge of Light". He had mentioned this sealed object to Alger before. Did the guy opposite hear about it from Alger?
"continue."
The thoughts that came to his mind were immediately thrown away, and Sharf could only continue to recall:
"That revolver is called the 'Judge of Light'. I don't know who made it, but it should be earlier than Bishop Cole. But it disappeared, leaving only a drawing and a description of its abilities. Bishop Cole
It was restored using that drawing."
"You know a lot about the Church of Steam?"
Rawls continued to stare out the window and began to recall the Russell diary in his mind:
"As I communicated with Mr. Hermes and learned more about the tragic situation of early human beings under the oppression of various extraordinary creatures, I increasingly felt that it was necessary to leave a treasure outside like him from time to time.
With my "alchemist" ability, it is not easy to get a treasure. I just need to find a suitable thing to open the treasure.
Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Knife? No, this is too middle-of-the-road, and it is very inconsistent with the culture of this world. Yes, I made a toy for Yazd not long ago. Although it is just a prototype, it can still be used as a treasure key.
of.
Maybe when Yazd grows up, I can modify that toy?"
The reason why he asked Sharf about the inventor of the revolver was because of this Russell diary.
Because of Hermes' move of leaving a treasure in his hand, Russell had the idea that he also wanted to leave a treasure, and the key to the treasure was the toy he made for Yazd. But he kept thinking about who Yazd was.
He could ask Russell, who was a demigod at the time and might even have become the Archon of Intis, to make a toy for him.
Russell only has two sons and one daughter, and no illegitimate children. Based on his character, it is estimated that apart from his own family, it is difficult for him to build a toy for an outsider and regard it as the key to a treasure.
Therefore, this guy named Yazd is very likely to be Russell's grandson and an elder of Sharf.
As for the toy used as the key to unlocking the treasure, Rawls thought of the revolver he bought for 270 pounds at a charity party. The original owner of the revolver was a man who was at least eighty years old.
According to the wealthy Intis who settled in Backlund, this revolver was left behind by his grandfather.
However, the revolver was invented in 1252. The grandfather of the rich Intis man actually had such a beautifully shaped revolver. This made Rawls have to suspect that the revolver in his hand was made by Russell himself.
"Ah, I studied in a school run by the Church of Steam for a period of time and read information on this." Sharf's heart trembled, but he ruled out that the guy opposite knew about this sealed artifact from Alger. He could
Escape from the Church of Steam was aided by Alger.
"I'm not interested in your origins." Rawls took out another piece of paper from his wallet and handed it to him. "Draw the revolver and write down a description of its capabilities."
Sharf looked at Rawls playing with the revolver, sighed and took the paper. He held the purple orb on his chest with one hand and the pen with the other. He wanted to use his extraordinary ability to reproduce the contents in his mind.
.As an expert in ritual magic, he no longer needs spiritual materials, nor does he need to pray to gods.
As the "Scholar's Orb" emitted a bright purple light, his eyes also turned deep purple. He recalled the records in the book in his mind. The pen in his right hand brushed along with the memory, and a beautiful drawing appeared in his mind.
On paper.
It was an exquisite revolver. The cylinder was engraved with three sunflower-like patterns, and the gun handle was engraved with a bird pattern. The bird's head was close to the cylinder, and the gorgeous tail feathers bloomed at the end of the gun handle.
Lines of text also appear below the drawing:
"The 'Judge of Light' can condense physical bullets without loading bullets and instilling spirituality. There are three types of condensed bullets, purification bullets, holy flame bullets, and dispersing bullets.
…
Note: A Sequence 6 "Wind Blessed" was affected by the negative effects of the "Judge of Light" and lost control of his mind. He condensed and fired more than thirty bullets. All the extraordinary abilities of his body were dispelled, and the extraordinary energy that was released after losing control
The characteristics are integrated with the "Judge of Light".
The specific effect of the fused "Judge of Light" is unknown, but it is known that it can shoot bullets with water spell and wind spell effects.
Appraiser: Yazd June, Appraisal time: April 7, 1199."
Sharf let go of the "Scholar's Orb", the dark purple in his eyes disappeared, and the pen in his hand stopped. He dropped the pen and moved his wrist, looking at the content on it and nodding with satisfaction.
Rawls saw that the drawing was almost exactly the same as the pistol in his hand, and quickly read the text descriptions of the ability of the 'Judge of Light'. It has the characteristics of living, and should be made with the characteristics of the 'Priest of Light'
, and has also been integrated with the extraordinary characteristics of the "Wind Blessed One"...
The more he looked at it, the more heartbroken he became. He knew very well that the revolver in his hand had completely lost its extraordinary ability. Although it could fire special bullets, there was no way it could be compared with a powerful extraordinary item!
His eyes came to the last line, "Appraiser: Yazd June, Appraisal time: April 7, 1199."
Yazd June? Yazd!
Rolls suddenly raised his head and looked at Sharf. He remembered that Sharf's last name was June!
"What's wrong?" Sharf held the purple orb hanging on his chest again. He really didn't know what Rawls was going to do.
After looking at Sharf quietly for a while, Rawls withdrew his gaze, folded the piece of paper with "Judge of Light" on it, put it into his purse, and said:
"Your performance is good, maybe we can work together again next time."
Cooperation? Who wants to cooperate with you? Your cooperation is to break into other people's homes and force them to cooperate... Sharf smiled brightly and nodded in response:
"no problem."
Rawls walked out of the small bar, took out an iron box from his money bag and handed it to Sharf:
"What I said is true. This thing is the reward you deserve for our cooperation this time."
Sharf took the iron box with some hesitation and opened it carefully. Inside was a dark red object that looked like jelly. As an "artisan", he easily recognized that this object had extraordinary characteristics, a Sequence 9 "
Hunter's extraordinary characteristics.
"You should recognize this thing. A 'Hunter' attribute, worth about 400 pounds, should be enough to express my sincerity." Rawls came to the door, turned to look at Sharf, "I hope we can get there next time."
The cooperation was as smooth as today."
Sharf's expression was a little complicated. He didn't take seriously the characteristics of a 400-pound offer, but in the situation he was in just now, there was no need for the guy opposite to pay him.
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"There is a revolver in the drawer of my study desk. Please help me get it." Rawls handed the piece of paper with "Judge of Light" written on it to Alicia. He did not take the revolver.