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"Dignity sir, please don't be angry." Elf Joey smiled and tried his best to keep Sberger, a big customer: "I believe that Boss Sang has absolutely no doubt about the purchasing ability of the adults. However, the shops have their own trading rules. If you only pay one-fifth of the gold coins, you have to take away all the things. Boss Sang is a businessman. He really has difficulties and his temper is a little a little irritable."

Elf Joey had a smile on her face, but her heart was already cursed: "Damn it, why didn't you take out the gems earlier? When you're frozen, take out the gems to show off. Isn't this intentional way to hold your breath?"

Sberg snorted coldly: "I am very satisfied with his stuff, but he obviously questioned my noble personality just now, just to let him pack it up well. Who said he was going to take it away?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you have a lot of them. The crafts you just picked are really very eye-catching. I secretly tell you that among the sixteen crafts, there are ten of them made by our elves' No. wise craftsman, Lord Beyer."

"Didn't you say that the best craftsman in Padri is the lady named Nancy?" Lilian asked in confusion: "Why has it become Beyer again?"

Joey looked solemn: "Miss Nancy is the best craftsman in Padre, right? But Lord Beyer is the first skilled craftsman in our elves. Because ten of the sixteen crafts selected by Lord Berg just now are Lord Beyer's works, the price is so outrageous that 10,000 gold coins, and Boss Sang is so persistent, thinking that Lord Berg is not sincere..."

"Okay, OK." Sberger was impatient: "Take us to the gem merchant quickly and exchange good gold coins, don't talk nonsense."

Elf is a proud race, but no matter how proud a race is, as long as he wants to gain benefits from others, he must let go of his arrogant figure. This is the law of natural survival.

In addition to being an elf who leads the way, a businessman, and a proud swordsman. Joey, who is nearly four hundred years old, is already a level 30 swordsman. Due to the natural wisdom and physique of the elves, most of the elves are excellent archers and magicians, but there are few elves with melee professions such as warriors, swordsmen or knights. Joey is undoubtedly one of these rare professions.

But no matter how arrogant Joey is, under his identity as a guide elf and a merchant, he has truly achieved the tolerance and compromise that a merchant has, and of course he has the sweet words of a merchant.

Sberg and Lilian were finally moved by Joey. Sberg exchanged ten medium gems for 30,000 gold coins, and bought the sixteen crafts selected in the craft shop. Of course, in order to apologize, the boss of the craft shop only charged Sberg 9,800 gold coins.

Shrberg had nothing to do with these things. As long as he spent his money happily, he would be worth the money.

The entire Padri village naturally soon knew that Sberg, a generous and wealthy distinguished guest, had all the treasures that were not easily presented. Unfortunately, Sberg had lost interest in these handicrafts used for decoration and appreciation, and had become very interested in some strange and unknown things.

In a grocery store, Sberg was holding a dark, round egg in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the egg, but apart from a thick black shadow, how could he tell what it was?

But Lilian was holding a curved crutch in her hand excitedly and shouted excitedly: "It's really a branch of Zen!"

"A rotten branch, let's be happy." Sberg made fun of you.

"Go, what do you know? Do you always boast about being such an amazing magician? You don't even know the most classic fighting Zen in the magic wand." Lilian said with a lip silence.

"Boss, what kind of egg is this?" Sberg asked.

The owner of the grocery shop is an elf who looks nearly twilight. Although he still looks so young and handsome, the twilight caused by time cannot be concealed.

Joey was naturally with him, and he obviously didn't know what the egg in Sberg's hand was, because Sberg's first question was him.

In addition to appearance, the grocery shop owner also has all the aura that an old man in his twilight years. His voice is also very old: "I don't know what kind of eggs, and I can't remember where I got it, but this thing has been there since the opening of the grocery shop."

The boss answered very simply, and the elf Joey was surprised: "Uncle Kun, then this egg has been hundreds of years?"

Boss Uncle Kun glanced at Joey: "Your kid was already like this before you were born."

"It's been like this for hundreds of years." Sberg was stunned for a moment, and soon put the garbage egg in his hand.

"How much does this egg cost? I want it."

The calm and magnetic voice echoed gently. Paladin Pulus stood behind Sberg and others at some point, while the female mage, whose face was covered by a hooded cloak, stood quietly beside the Paladin, with only those starry eyes as bright as the morning star looking at Sberg thoughtfully.

A irregular heartbeat in Sberg's heart. The feeling of panic and thorns on his back made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't know why Cina, who was eating in the tavern, suddenly came here. Sberg, who was once entangled with Cina, now wanted to escape from the stunning beauty in front of him.

"Lilian, aren't you going to the Magic Workshop? Let's go now."

After Sberg finished speaking, he walked out without looking back. He was not ready to give Lilian an objection.

Elf Joy hurriedly greeted Uncle Kun and immediately walked out with Sberg, a big client. He wanted to take Sberg to the place where he was going to Padri's skilled craftsman and Elf Nancy's workshop - "Modogoro".

"Hey! Are you weird?" Lilian chased after him, her pretty face full of suspicion.

"Haha, what are you thinking about?" Sberger made an exaggerated blow, and his fine cold sweat couldn't help but seeped out.

"Do you know that beautiful female mage?"

Lilian's sudden words almost made Sberg's nervous heart burst out. He didn't expect Lilian to feel so keen.

"How could I know that beauty?" Sberg speeded up. They just stepped out of the grocery store and didn't have a few steps away from the door.

"The female mage seemed to know you, she kept looking at you, but you seemed a little panicked. You didn't dare to look at her, you were hiding from her!" Lilian calmly analyzed his abnormality.

Sberg looked sweaty, and he almost wanted to sew Lilian's mouth with needle and thread, because Cina was following them, and obviously heard Lilian's analysis.

"Is what she said true? Do you know me? Why do you panic when you see me? Are you hiding from me?" Cina's voice seemed to be muttering in her dreams, but it clearly echoed in Sberg's ears. Cina's eyes were very bright, but when she looked at Sberg, her eyes slowly became confused.

"How...how is it possible? Hahaha? Why should I hide from you?" Sberg forced his mind to smile, but his mind quickly turned: "No one in this world, nothing can panic me, and I will not avoid anyone!"

At the end, Sberg remembered his identity. He remembered that he was the beloved son of Moye, the great magician who everyone feared, and that he had Mokastoloka, a necromancer who could even settle the powerful Cronos dragon clan. He even remembered the erotic scene of Tina being easily defeated by the necromancer that day and then being violated and ravaged by himself.

Sberg's panic was completely calmed down, and his arrogant arrogance was released on him again. Yes, he is not an ordinary person, he is Sberg.

The Lord.

Sberg did not retreat any longer. On the contrary, his eyes looked at Cina wantonly, swimming back and forth on the graceful body of the beautiful female mage. The beautiful body in front of him was what Sberg once belonged to him.

"You are very presumptuous. Do you know what you are doing??"

The Paladin's calm voice revealed a sharp anger, which was shaking heavily and powerfully throughout the Padri village.

The Paladin, who had just walked out of the grocery store, was still holding the dark egg in his hand. His originally very gentle eyes looked very cold at this moment.

The power revealed by the Paladin made all nearby lives feel like a bone-broken chill.

But Sberg didn't feel anything. He was so calm and calm when facing Paladin Pulos.

"Of course I know what I am doing?" Sberg frowned. He was very unhappy with the attitude of the knight towards him. Sberg didn't know that there was a Paladin in front of him, Pulos, a famous Paladin in the mainland.

In fact, even if Sberg knew Pluos's identity, his mental consciousness had regained his identity, and his arrogant arrogance was rushing in his heart, he would not take him to heart.

Sberg said coldly: "We are going to the magic workshop now. Also, I don't like people I don't know to follow me, and I hate others making tricks in front of me."

A murderous aura suddenly surged up. This was the murderous aura released from Pulus. No one dared to despise him or disrespect him, but obviously, the adventurer in front of him did not take him seriously.

"My name is Pulus, show your identity. Before you die, I will give you a chance to leave your humble surname and name!"

Pulus said lightly.

Sberg didn't know who Pluos was, but he felt that Pluos had murderous intentions. Cina looked at Sberg thoughtfully without any intention of stopping.

"Pulos? Heaven is the Paladin Puros! He actually came to our elf village Padri?" The elf next to him looked surprised and shocked, but followed by excitement.

"You are the Paladin Pulos?" Sberg said contemptuously: "I don't think anyone will dare to despise my surname. You, the Paladin Pulos is the first! In the eyes of you, the Paladin, my surname has become a humble name? Hahaha..."

Pulus was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the adventurer in front of him who was wandering around Cina with lustful eyes was still fearless after learning about his identity. He seemed to be quite confident about his surname, and even reached the point of being arrogant. Who is he?
Chapter completed!