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Rone snorted softly, seeming to be very proud of others' timidity towards him.
And there is ignorance.
Because he had no right to check taxes at all; that was the job of the treasurer under the mayor.
Occupying the round table alone, Rone drank the wine brought by the waiter, his face flushed.
The young waiter quickly brought two glasses of scarlet wine, and although he was very fast, he was still scolded.
As he walked away apologizing, he wondered what had happened to this annoying garrison captain today?
It was true that I always liked to order him around, but this was the first time he insulted me.
Here, Rone was drinking in big gulps. The dignity he had just gained from the drinkers and the waiters disappeared in an instant when he recalled what happened at noon.
Damn you bastard! What's so great about being a magician?
Even if you ask me to be a magician, I won't...
If I really have the chance, I still hope to become a magician.
Rone suddenly lost the mood to drink and stood up and walked out of the pub.
I didn't pay the bill and the tavern owner didn't even look at it. He's used to it.
"Yes, that stranger made twenty-five gold coins from me, but I don't think I lost anything."
As soon as he went out, Rone heard the grocery store owner leaning against the wall bragging to others.
A guest from a foreign land?
Ronet remembered the strange costumes of the young magician during the day, and stepped forward and pulled the grocery store owner over: "Is the person you are talking about in his early twenties, with black hair, and wearing exotic clothes?"
"Yes, yes, Lord Rone." The owner was startled when he was pulled from behind, and answered subconsciously.
Twenty gold coins?
Rone raised the corner of his mouth slightly, let go of his hand, and walked away in the shop owner's confused and terrified eyes.
He came all the way to the town church, walked through the gate, and found the pastor praying to the statue in the church.
"Bishop Charlie, I have some news that I think you will be interested in."
Charlie was wearing a white robe. He was tall, middle-aged, with a handsome appearance and a kind and gentle look in his eyes.
Looking at his face, Luo felt contempt in his heart. The greedy bastard actually had such a face. God must be a fool to choose this guy as his believer.
"Mr. Rone, what kind of news is it?"
"A traveler from a foreign land carries at least twenty-five gold coins."
Charlie stared at him, smiling inexplicably: "It's a considerable fortune, but I think..."
"Besides that, maybe he's a knight? Or a magician?"
His little trick was exposed, but Rone felt no shame or embarrassment at all, and was sure that this guy would never let go of this opportunity.
A traveler from a foreign land took a person's life and buried him in the forest outside the town. Even if the townspeople discovered the body by coincidence, I believe the townspeople would not be interested in asking the garrison to track down the murderer for a stranger.
Even the filing process is omitted.
In this way, the risk of the crime being exposed through routine inspections by higher-level municipal officials is eliminated.
Rone puffed out his chest confidently and looked at the bishop.
After a while, Charlie smiled like a fox: "I am indeed very interested, but killing a magician is not a small matter. What does his magician nameplate look like?"
"I don't see any magician nameplate."
It turns out that he is a reserve magician who practices meditation.
But some magicians are used to putting away the nameplate, so I have to test his depth.
Charlie understood what was going on and smiled kindly: "I will explain to him that offering money and property to the gods is his duty."
"That's too polite. What if he refuses?"
"Mr. Rone, to be stingy with money is blasphemy."
"Then give me at least five gold coins, Bishop Charles."
"Three."
"make a deal."
Having killed his enemy and earned three gold coins, Rone clasped his hands together, bowed to the statue of the god, and left with satisfaction.
Charlie turned around and faced the towering statue of the god again, praying devoutly:
“In this prayer, we want to pray for all the needs of the world.
We pray for those who suffer from poverty, especially those who are victims of violence and cruelty.
May you protect their bodies and hearts, so that they can regain hope and courage.”
“Oh, and a life of plenty.”
After finishing the prayer, Charlie was about to go to the bedroom to rest, but was stopped by a believer who came in from the church gate.
The believer was wearing a robe that was full of patches but cleaned.
Charlie had some impression of this guy. He contributed all his property and was a very devout believer.
Now that you come to church, you must have made money again, right?
Charlie suppressed his irritation at being interrupted and wanted to lie down on the bed and rest immediately, so he said in a gentle tone: "God remembers your selflessness."
The believer looked a little ashamed: "I'm sorry, Bishop, there have been a lot of monsters active outside the town recently, and my family and I haven't been able to collect any herbs."
"So what's the matter with coming here?"
“Dear Bishop, my grandmother was killed by a monster while she was collecting herbs.
There's a funeral for her tomorrow, so, uh, I'd like to take half a day off for tomorrow's prayer service."
Tomorrow, Monday, the church will hold its weekly prayer service.
The absence of even just one believer still represented that Charlie was too lax in spreading the faith in God.
Charlie's eyes became dull: "How old is your grandma?"
"Fifty-six, Your Excellency."
"That's damned too."
Chapter 24 God Will Grant You Wealth
The sun rises and sets three times.
It was another morning. Zhang Mu walked to Porter's house with his hands behind his back, humming a tune, looking like a rich landlord.
The past three days were probably the happiest time for him.
The lung cancer was temporarily resolved, and Potter agreed to be his teacher and teach him magic.
The only thing is that Song Lan's test results are still not finalized, but they will be out soon.
From what she said on the phone last night, that gem is probably not cheap, provided it is naturally formed.
Zhang Mu wasn't sure whether the magic power changing the shape of the inclusion could be considered artificial, so he could only wait patiently.
I hope that's ok, so I can have a stable income source.
Selling gold coins was too risky. When I sold four coins for the second time, the gold shop owner's eyes seemed to be uneasy.
Pushing open the wooden door of the Potter's house, Zhang Mu walked to the second floor, muttering unconsciously: "Take some time to apply for a passport and fly abroad, otherwise I can't explain the source of the gems.
By the way, see if you can get two guns for self-defense."
The country of Xia has strict control over firearms. Not only do you have no channels to buy them, you cannot buy them even if you have them. There is a high probability that you will be visited by regulators.
As for why he wanted to buy a gun, Zhang Mu felt that his strength was still a little weak, and hiding a large-caliber gun in his pocket could bring him unexpected effects when he encountered danger.
He felt that the magicians of the Thor Continent probably didn't know about Barrett, Gatling and the like, so to prevent themselves from being beaten up in a group, they could also consider getting some grenade launchers.
While thinking about it, I went to the bedroom on the second floor.
The small room originally only had a single bed and a bedside table, but now a set of single desks and chairs has been added.
This is for teaching Zhang Mu.
"Junior, you came early today." Avril held a magic notebook in her hand, her ice-blue pupils as calm as water.
Porter has been going out early in the morning every day recently and comes back in the evening. Occasionally, when Zhang Mu comes home, he is not seen. I wonder what he is busy with.
So Avril gave him lessons for these three days.
To be honest, Zhang Mu’s magic class is useless.
The course content is mostly about things like - things to pay attention to when releasing magic, how to deeply understand magic text, common sense about the continent and magic, rules for exploring mazes, etc.
I can understand it. His magical knowledge is directly poured into my mind through the panel in a way that is most conducive to understanding.
It even provides some hands-on instruction, and you can fully absorb the content in about ten minutes each time.
Because of this, he had no need to learn magic texts and safety matters of casting magic, which were very important to other magicians.
Although this was true, he still sat down at the table and reminisced about his high school days.
She suddenly sat down obediently, not because of Avril, but because of Potter's request.
When he learned that he had to learn magical writing, he strongly protested to Potter, saying that he really didn't need it.
But Porter told him that a genius also needs to have a certain understanding of the world, at least common sense.
Otherwise, you won't even be able to find where the real treasure is hidden when exploring the maze.
Zhang Mu thought it made sense, so he calmed down and absorbed the knowledge.
Avril divided the morning class into two parts. First, she talked about common knowledge about the world, and then introduced the unfamiliar magic text.
Therefore, Zhang Mu pricked up his ears to listen in the first half, and began to daydream in the second half.
With nothing else to do, he called out the panel to see how the new magic he had learned was progressing.
【Role: Zhang Mu】