MTL - Throne of Magical Arcana-Chapter 11 Find

There was a large pile of garbage that had been cleaned up and was not suitable for being thrown into the sewer. Lucien went back and forth seven or eight times, getting so dirty that he almost moved them to a four-wheeled cart.

In fact, every morning, the labor employed by the church uniformly collects the garbage in the city and transports it outside the city, so that the city is not dirty and infected with diseases. Beautiful.

Haw picked up the last pile of rubbish, and Lucian entered the hall carefully and silently, walking around the edge of the rotunda and heading towards the gate.

"Wolf, **** it, can't you let me watch the music for a while?" A mellow but sharp voice suddenly sounded, while a figure in a red coat hurriedly came down the stairs, he As he walked down, he cursed, hitting Lucien, who was far behind.

With a bang, something in Lucien's garbage fell on the carpet. Even though the carpet was thick and soft, it still couldn't stop it from making a dull sound.

影 The figure in the red coat shook a few times before standing still. It was the musician Victor who went up before.

Victor took a deep breath, then bent down to pick up the broken oil lamp, and handed it to Lucien, who was still hurrying and holding the other **** he was holding: "Sorry."

The stairs went down again. A brown-haired middle-aged man wearing a long dark blue coat, his jaw had a pronounced forward curve: "Victor, the association is not just for you, I have the right to be me What you want to do, go back to your own home if you want. "

He made gestures to strengthen his tone, and a smile on his face couldn't hide: "It's only been more than three months since your first symphony in the Singing Hall. I understand your tension and sensitivity, but you don't Even the music is not ready yet? I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and even after listening to it, I will write an article for you in Music Review. "

"Damn, you have the ability to hold a concert of your own in the Chancellor Hall." Victor whispered, and turned away from the hall.

Wolf's face became very bad, while yelling, returning upstairs: "Without you, more than three months ..."

Seeing that the quarrel stopped, Lucian continued to walk outside the door holding the trash. Suddenly, he glanced at the oil lamp without glass on the top, and saw the beautiful carved pattern worn out a lot. Lamp holder, my heart moved slightly: "This seems to be metal?"

With this idea, Lucien put the last pile of garbage on the four-wheeled cart, reached out and touched the lamp holder, and found that it was indeed a metal product, it seemed to be copper, but he saw it better than Lucien in his last life. Passed copper is harder and more flexible: "An element similar to copper? Although this lamp holder does not have much metal, it should still be able to sell a few copper fairs if sold to a blacksmith."

"Money?" As a real poor egg, no matter what she sees now, she will think of whether it is worth money, and the idea is opened. "Maybe there are some good things in this garbage? For example, the waste paper, Bad quill, etc. "

Lucien is like discovering a "treasure", full of surprises in his heart. Although it is so insignificant to the rich, it is the first dawn of Lucien's struggle to change his life. As long as I can hold five silver narres, and I can master the text within a month. No matter if I do n’t study magic, I can understand the state of this world when I understand the text. I have all the knowledge and experience of another world. I have a book. The library books will find another, better way to get rich.

Excitement, excitement, and longing for a better future, filled Lucien with strength, pushed the four-wheeler, and walked out of the city, but at the same time, he was worried about finding out what was available and sold from the garbage dump. There is no technical content. What can be blocked is the normal person's rejection of dirty items and fists.

"As long as the gangsters don't step in here, I can cope with the other scattered beggars." After fighting with Gary and Correa in the sewer chamber, the red-eyed mice, Lucian was still a little confident in his strength, although not as strong Adults who have been training for a long time, but when fighting, not panic, calm, accurate and hard shots are also important factors for winning.

Not far from the musicians association, Lucian suddenly saw a young man with silver hair, walking leisurely towards the musicians association: "Rhine, what does he do to the musicians association?"

After arguing that Rhein, a bard, was a yearning for the Musicians Association, Lucien quickly left the matter behind.

In the Shing Mun area, Andre had a little impression of Lucien. When he saw a garbage truck, he immediately understood what task he took, so he smiled at him and did not come up to let him go. The goalkeeper soldiers looked out of the city gate carelessly.

"I didn't send someone to follow me. Didn't the gang get involved." Lucian thought strangely and excitedly.

However, Lucian did not relax. He walked out of the city gate and walked down the Belem River for more than twenty minutes. After seeing the surroundings become quiet, he pushed the four-wheeler into the grass on the roadside, and he himself Looking through the garbage of this car, there is a possibility of selling it.

There was a broken oil lamp, several pieces of rusty metal fragments, eight broken feather pens, a lot of waste paper crumpled, and so on.

Lucien turned to the end and pulled out a pair of square hazy and transparent black veils with a faint scent. There was a noticeable hole in it, like it was hooked somewhere: "It looks like a veil, maybe it is Which female musician. "

Looking at this veil, rubbing its texture, Lucian has no fragrant association at all, but only judges that it is worthless: "It should be a good black veil, but what can it be used for? Well, it can be sold For the tailor, cut this black yarn into small decorations, lace, etc. for skirts, coats, etc. "

I covered up these things with a few pieces of waste paper and hid them nearby, before Lucian continued to push the four-wheeler towards the garbage dump in the lower reaches of the Belem River.

Less than ten minutes, Lucian arrived at the Belem River and saw the piles of hill-like garbage. However, Lucien was surprised that there was not as much garbage as he thought, and the place where the garbage was stacked was clear and green like green. There is still a long way for the river of gems to be washed away by the river: "Is it gathered together and treated with divine magic?"

The surroundings were very quiet. Lucien didn't see a half figure, only the stench came. "No one else came here to find valuable things in the trash? Is it because of the plague, or does it not have this habit?"

Regardless of the reason, seeing these piles of stinky garbage, Lucian is like seeing a pile of money, after handling his garbage, he can't help walking around here, ignoring the odor completely, Compared to the plague that has not yet been traced, the empty purse allows Lucien to take a certain risk. Besides, the world still has divine magic and magic to treat it.

Of course, Lucian was also afraid of any disease. When looking for garbage, he held his hands with waste paper and was very careful.

As a high society organization, the Musicians Association naturally has more valuable things in its garbage than others, but Lucian still finds a lot of things here that can sell some money.

Considering that they still have to pass through the city gate, fearing to cause other people's suspicions, plus this is the first time, Lucian is a little bit embarrassed, so he just took a rotten cloth bag and transferred the rest to a nearby hidden place and buried it. Get up, then push the four-wheeler back in the same way, then put the first oil lamp wrapped in paper in a cloth bag, pile it on the four-wheeler, and try to smooth it as much as possible, so that it looks like it is spread on the four-wheeler Avoid dirt on the four-wheeler.

As long as the veil can be hidden on the body, of course Lucian put it in his own pocket.

When crossing the gate, the guard soldier still only glanced casually, and waved Lucian into it.

Pushing the four wheels to Andre and Mag, and seeing their hastily covering their noses, Lucian secretly laughed: "I'm Lucian, I'll pay for the musicians' association of."

Falmag stepped aside, cursing, and pouring out copper Faire: "Damn, take your money and roll away, with this dirty, smelly cart!"

Andre stood farther, with a habitual smile on his face: "It seems that this is the first time you have sent garbage to the Belem River, and it has taken so much time to go back and forth, hehe, if it is delayed until dark, it is not The question of whether or not you can enter the city, there are night ghosts there. "

"The church did not destroy all the water ghosts ?!" Of course, Lucian would not ask the question, leaving the gate area quickly with doubt and rejoicing that did not cause Andre and Mag doubt. The four-wheeler was returned to its owner.

After this trip, Lucien made five bronze fairs, but for Lucien, what is on his body and in his bag is the key to whether he can raise five silver narres as soon as possible.

After returning to her home in Adrang, Lucien hid everything else ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ and impatiently took the veil to the market area.

Because I don't know if this texture of yarn can be washed, Lucian simply doesn't do anything, anyway, he has been careful not to make it too dirty.

When she was at the door of a tailor's shop, Lucian was a little hesitant, worried about being scolded by others, and worried about being kicked out, just like when she worked part-time for sales promotion, her face turned red, and she didn't know what to say, so she decided Give up without the talent to sell.

"Worrying about this is actually afraid of shame. What's wrong with my situation? Shame can turn black bread into white bread, let me eat steak, cod, and wine? Let me learn Text? "

After crossing, Lucien experienced a lot, even in danger of life and death. At this time, he just hesitated slightly, then made up his mind, took his face out, put it in his pocket, and walked into the tailor without any hesitation Small shop.

The shop was an old man with gray hair wearing glasses. When he saw Lucian coming in, he asked, "What's the matter?" People.

Balussian smiled warmly: "Old man, do you need black veil, I have a good one here ..."

Before the utterance was finished, the gray-haired old man interrupted Lucian's words: "What good black veil can you have, go out, **** liar."

As he cursed, he stepped out of the counter and pushed Lucien, not giving Lucien a chance to say: "Even if it is stolen, I ’m a serious tailor. Buy from Rauch. "

Was launched into a small shop, Lucian reluctantly looked for the next one, and decided to change the way.