Hunting College

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Walking street, wandering, the first trading room on the second floor.

The time for the quotation for that ‘wreck’ has long since ended, and the wandering wizard has just announced the identity of the winning bidder, which is the number card held by Colmar.

This result did not exceed the expectations of most wizards, but it also made a wizard unable to believe it.

"It's impossible for anyone to bid higher than me!" The hunched wizard stood up suddenly and roared angrily with a hoarse voice: "The number of jade coins I quoted for you is enough to buy a dragon!"

This is of course an exaggeration. For wizards, most of the words related to dragons are exaggerated adjectives. But from another perspective, it does show that the price of the Humpback Wizard is very high.

The wandering wizard didn't care, and smiled kindly at the strange wizard: "For a wizard, jade coins don't mean everything. Magic is the most reliable hard currency in this world."

After sending away the dissatisfied guests, the wandering wizard returns to the room, and Colmar has not left yet. It's just that she has taken off the white mask she was wearing, revealing a delicate face.

"You are the most daring young witch I have ever seen." The wandering wizard praised, his tone full of praise: "Even among the boys in the first university, few wizards dare to take off their masks in this room. look into my eyes."

"That's because they are too low level." Colmar has completely lost the aggressive momentum before, and his tone revealed a bit of laziness: "If they also completed the ritual of registered wizard before the third grade, they would not be so cautious. ."

"The registered wizard and the great wizard are two levels." The wandering wizard kindly reminded.

"The twenty-year-old registered wizard is at the same level as the one-hundred-year-old great wizard." The witch's answer revealed another sharp edge. A smile appeared on the face of the bar owner.

"It's nice to be young, always so fearless." He took out a handkerchief and blew his nose, as if moved by the witch's words: "You remind me of many of my former friends...They are all very young. At that time, I walked far and far on the road of wizards, and their fearless figure always reminded me."

The wandering wizard used the past tense as an example. The smart witch easily understood the meaning behind the old wizard's words. To be too confident is not necessarily a good thing, a low-key can only live long.

This is a very controversial topic. It is difficult to say which attitude of forge ahead and old age can support the wizard to go further on the road of magic. People can always find their arguments from the vast history.

The witch does not intend to argue with the wandering wizard on this topic here.

Rather than wasting time meaninglessly, she cares more about real benefits.

"Reminding is always necessary," the witch said, her tone became sharp as soon as she spoke: "If you can remind me in advance that these ‘wrecks’ are completely decayed, I think I’ll make a more cautious offer."

She was talking about the remains of the descendants of Satogua that had just been delivered.

Based on the credibility of the wandering wizard and the preciousness of the wreckage, no guest has the opportunity to directly contact and confirm the status of the wreckage before the transaction is completed, which leads to a slight deviation between the facts and expectations.

The moment the witch encountered the ‘wreck’, she knew this bad situation.

For unknown reasons, the wreckage of the descendant of Satogua was completely depleted, and the meridians connected to the wreckage did not survive much. The witch just tapped a fingertip, and the wreckage was poked a big hole like a piece of rotten wood.

This shocked her and was very angry.

"You're a scam!" Kolma touched his slanted ponytail, her mouth tightened.

"If the wreckage is intact, how could the Alliance or the school allow it to be left out?" The wandering wizard's answer is also reasonable: "It is because it has lost many terrible characteristics that it appeared in this private room... But for you, this wreck is enough to use. That's why I chose you in the end instead of the dragon's wealth."

While talking, after the old wizard had walked back to the bar, he took out a rag and started washing and wiping the wine glasses and tableware that had just been used.

"Do you know what I am going to do?" Colmar's pupils shrank slightly.

"I and Rat Fairy often sit together for tea." The wandering wizard pulled at the brim of his hat, looking very polite. This answer gave the witch a little peace of mind.

She doesn't believe in the wandering wizard, but she is willing to believe in the big mouse.

"Listen to what you just said... Do you know what the humpback wizard wants this wreck for?" Kolmar was very keenly aware of the meaning of the wandering wizard.

The old wizard slowly wiped the cup and curled his lips: "So, I hate dealing with you smart young people... I always like to ask the roots, my brain is still turning fast. But because this matter is related to your house rat fairy , I don’t mind telling you. That hunchback wizard wants to use that wreck to refine the sage’s stone... This can save a lot, a lot of lives."

The witch gasped. She regretted her curiosity a little.

"You don't need to feel guilty," the wandering wizard seemed to understand every bit of the witch's psychological fluctuations at the moment, and explained very kindly: "The refining of the sage's stone requires highly active flesh and blood, and the activity on this wreckage is almost Already lost...I can use it to complete your magic circle...I don't want to sell inappropriate products to the wrong customers, and then be hit by a group of ruthless people. This is a great reputation for the wandering bar damage."

"My magic circle also needs very active wreckage." The witch reminded stiffly.

"It is enough to soak it with spiritual blood ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is a waste to use the full version of the wreck." The wandering wizard waved his hand casually: "I believe you are buying this wreck with your caution. At the same time, you must have prepared a backup plan...no matter what blood you prepare, it is enough to soak this wreck."

The witch sighed slightly.

Every word of the old wizard in front of her brought tremendous pressure to her, and he seemed to know everything. This made the witch feel a little frustrated.

But her thoughts turned, and her eyes moved a little more.

"Do you think what I want to do will succeed?" she asked tentatively.

The wandering wizard finally put down the wine glass he was wiping, and looked straight at the witch. After a long while, he replied softly: "I can't have a more say in this matter than you. But the long wizarding career tells me that any exchange is It is equivalent. Without sacrifice, the revolution will not succeed."

There was no wave in the witch's eyes.

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