Son of the Olden Days

"You mean I can turn myself into a fly after using this spell? Then? Can I still fly and dive freely in the sky?" Saul laughed teasingly, thinking it was really interesting story.

The magical Thor in the field of magic has heard a lot, but no matter how magical there is, there must be a limit, otherwise I am afraid that there is no need for any profession on this continent, and there will be only the voice of magic in the end.

Turning people into flies, let alone disgusting or disgusting, but this sounds too weird. This is not a problem beyond imagination, but directly unimaginable.

"It's true!" Igrit looked at Saul directly, her unrelenting eyes full of determination, as if she was a little angry because someone questioned her cargo.

Watching her gaze, Saul was shocked, because if the girl said it was true... To find the enemy, spy, escape, and even actually use it for flying, Thor instantly thought of countless possibilities, and even a kind of eager anticipation was born in his heart.

"So, that's why you sold it for a hundred silver coins?" Saul suppressed his joking expression, and his tone became more solemn.

"No, turning into a fly is just the final result of the Dark Transfiguration technique in black magic. It is expensive because the materials and production processes are too time-consuming. The general auxiliary materials may be more expensive and can be obtained, but the main material is the finger bones. It's not easy to find."

"It was not called the'fly curse' before. The real name was actually'finger curse.' I changed the name mainly to highlight its characteristics."

Igrit explained in great detail, but black magic, dark polymorphism, and finger bone materials made Thor hear a sense of evil. Looking at the girl's appearance, although she is amazing, her pale skin...speaking intuitively, it would be a dead look.

Are you dealing with an evil? Sol couldn't help being more on guard.

But thinking about the girl's innocent little girl temperament, and the small aura of the first order, it doesn't seem to be a big threat.

"What kind of finger bones? Humans? I mean humans can't do anything outside, such as beasts." Sol asked.

"No, it can only be a human being, and it must also be the **** of the right hand. After all, this is the formula, I just learned to use it." The girl replied, seeming to be worried about causing Saul's disgust as a human, and finally hurried. Added a half sentence.

It shouldn't be enough to kill with a finger. Sol suspects that the girl's finger bones may have been picked from the cemetery, but digging a grave with a finger is not more tiring than a tomb thief? Or is she just a tomb thief?

"Then if I provide you with human finger bones, how about the price?" Sol asked.

"In that case, I can lower the price to ninety silver coins for each curse." Igrid thought about it, with a look of reluctance on her face.

Sol looked at her with a black line on his face. I provide what you call the main material. One hundred silver coins will become ninety silver coins? Are you on a discount? Are you kidding me? Your main material... is really too important.

"Then can I now use the feeling of becoming a fly under an experience?" Sol tentatively.

"It's okay, just use it, you can use all three together, anyway, you just have to pay." The girl smiled like a fox.

At this point, the trial should not be necessary. After all, there were only three pitiful spells, and it was meaningless and wasteful to use one for nothing, and it would surely be more useful in the future.

As for the price, Thor doesn't really care too much. As long as it is worth, the key lies in the spell itself.

If the effect is true, then this thing must be controlled. Although it may seem like an inconspicuous gadget, Sol knows that its actual use value cannot be measured at all.

The biggest problem now is...

"Is this your personal goods? I mean is it unique? Is there anyone else on the mainland who will make it?" Sol thought for a while, and asked deliberately.

"Maybe... there will be, but definitely not much. After all, this is an ancient black magic formula handed down from our clan, some years old." The girl's tone was not sure, but it was normal, and no one dared to speak of herself. Know what has been circulating in the endless years.

"Where is your ethnic group? Is there any other traveling merchant like you in the ethnic group?" Sol looked at the girl.

"No, our clan rarely deals with foreigners. Even I secretly broke the clan rules and ran out. If my sister catches it back, I will definitely be beaten to death." The girl stuck her tongue out playfully and did not answer. The specific position of her ethnic group seems to be on the basic guard.

"Are there many people in your ethnic group?" Sol asked.

"Not much. After the dark calendar, there are only four families left to connect to my sister and me, less than twenty." The girl's tone was a little bleak.

"Is this the first time you left your group?" Thor continued to test.

"Yes it is."

"Then how do you speak human language? Are there humans in your race?" Saul asked.

"How could that be possible? Many years ago, a girl of the human race often came to our forest to collect herbs, so we became friends and she taught me the human language. Later, she became a mother and a grandmother, and then I died of old age. I haven't seen her." The girl's tone was reminiscent and sad.

Only then did Thor remember that the fairy clan in the legend seemed to be a long-lived race, and it was said that they were more alive than the elves. The average lifespan of the elves is only a few hundred years or more than a thousand years, but there are many of the fairy clan for thousands of years. Damn it, I am afraid that it should be called an old monster.

The content of this conversation Thor is generally satisfied. Small tribes, sparse population, closed and no diplomacy, and girls' spell-making skills have no scope or way to spread, and the idea of ​​own monopoly seems likely to be realized.

"Then have your spells sold? How many have you sold?" Saul began to circle again.

"No, I'm going to do something else along the way to enrich the goods before starting to sell." Igrit replied.

"By the way, you said before that there is an unstable random teleportation reel. Is it long-distance?"

"No, it's a short distance."

"Short distance? How can the short distance be unstable?" Sol looked puzzled.

The long-distance random teleportation reel is unstable because it will fly around the continent, and I don’t know where it will fly. The effective range of short-distance random teleportation is just covering a town. How can this be an unstable method?

"I've only done this a few times, and the range is the same as other short distances. It's just that the teleportation point is not stable. It may end up on a tree, high in the sky, or in a wall after use." The girl's tone was a little frustrated. .

Falling from high altitude? Stuck in the wall? Sol's eyes throbbed, and he couldn't help but think of the joke he had read called "Magic Tragedy". Fortunately, I asked one more question, otherwise one day I used it to escape, don't escape until the end, and play myself to death.

After asking all the details he could think of, Thor made a decision that he could only bind the girl if he wanted to hold these spells.

"Would you like to travel with me? I also have a mule horse and a weird friend. We are on an adventurous journey. If you are willing to join us, we will protect you, grow together and travel together, are you interested? "Sol tried to confuse.

"I'm looking forward to it, but it doesn't work. I have been out for a while, and I will quietly go back to participate in the sacrifice of the ethnic group in about a month. Otherwise, I will be found sneaking out, and I don't know what will happen. "

Igrid's tone didn't seem to be deceiving, but it was normal to think about it.

There are not many people in her ethnic group. It is not difficult to find the disappearance. Will there be any old monsters that have lived for thousands of years in her sister or the ethnic group to chase him down? Sol thinks about it inexplicably horrified.

Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to abduct someone, but he couldn't do it. Saul felt a headache, and he was crying for his wicked name.

"Well, let's change the topic now. Your goods are very good, so don't sell them again." Sol said.

The girl was affirmed and nodded happily, but she suddenly reacted incorrectly and was shocked.

"Why? Are you taking advantage of me and cutting off my money?"

At this moment the two fell asleep in the wilderness and hugged each other, looking like Teemo's favorite stories.

"Is this an advantage? Then, you can hug it, press harder, until your hands are sore." Saul pressed the girl's hand to his waist.

"Rogue!" The girl gave him a shy look.

"That is indeed one of my few strengths. Anyway, you are not allowed to sell it in the future." Saul said with a face.

"Why? What about the money for my meals and travel?" the girl complained bitterly.

"I raise you." Saul came out subconsciously.

"Really...really?" The girl twisted her hands together and lowered her head shyly.

"Uh...this." Saul's cheeks trembled. He didn't mean that, but forget it. Anyway, if you want something good, you have to pay.

"I mean you can sell it in the future, but you can only supply it specifically to me. I want as much as I want." Sol thought for a while and wanted to explain.

"But I have been drinking dew for a few days, what should I do?" The girl's eyes kept turning.

Drink dew? So miserable? So tenacious?

With a flick of his hand, Saul pulled out a bag of coins from his body, and when he saw the girl's eyes shine, he put it back again.

"I'll confiscated your backpack first. Tomorrow you will come to the first old house at the first intersection in town to find me, and we will talk in detail at that time."

"You don’t need to come, but don’t ask me what will happen if I don’t come. You will soon know what will happen. Even if you hide under the bed, it’s useless. You’d better not wake up my inhumane side. I do a lot. I dare not think about it myself."

Thor casually threatened, stood up and patted the blade of grass.

"Are you up, what are you doing lying there?" Saul looked at the **** the ground suspiciously.

"You... don't care about me!" The girl retorted in a low voice, covering her abdomen with her hands tightly and lying face down on the ground.

"What are you hiding?" Saul observed for a moment, then suddenly said.

"No... I... didn't hide." The girl stunned.

"You'd better take it out by yourself before I do it, otherwise..." Sol looked at the girl.

After a while, Saul grabbed the girl and lifted her from the ground, and saw that there was water on her body soaked in the robe. Sol looked again and found that he had legs, and then subconsciously raised his head to see if it was raining.

"When you opened the package and saw the corpse just now... I was terrified. When I was nervous... nervous... I would... pee..." The girl blushed with blood, her voice became smaller and smaller, her head almost lowered to her chest.

Saul touched his face amusedly to scare people to pee. Before I knew it, I was already so cruel?

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