quicksilver blood

Chapter 51
Wearing thin black-rimmed glasses, her long black hair was tied into a ponytail casually, and a simple, unadorned white vest was covered with a buttonless black coat.This handsome young man in his 20s was dressed like a waiter in a tavern, but he still couldn't hide his aura.

Because the hotel owner accidentally saw his suitcase.

He could see that the simple black suitcase was handmade by Su Ze. With the blessing of magical alchemy, this suitcase can effectively reduce the weight of the contents inside.The dark flowers on it were popular in the era of Lord Beheading, and not many of them can be preserved so well.

As an alchemy item, it can be sold for a sky-high price of more than [-] gold coins just because of its intricate and beautiful patterns. The boss used to live near the old mayor, and was lucky enough to see a fake of it once.

I heard that the old mayor lost his eye when picking up a leak. After getting it, he found that the pattern and the era are correct, but there are no seams to open. Compared with a huge brick, the pattern is different. .And it doesn't appear to have any weight-saving features either.With its weight, even if nothing is put inside, at least the strength of a formal-level warrior can lift it up.

So the old mayor had to put it on a sealed shelf as an ornament.

The boss remembered that even the head of the guard, who was as strong as a cow, needed both hands to lift the box.But this slender boy lifted the box with three fingers as if it was easier than lifting an empty wooden box.

——In other words, this is the real thing.

A man who can carry a box worth three hundred gold coins all over the place - the innkeeper can't imagine what is in the box, nor can he imagine how honorable this young man is, so he can only nod and bow in his most humble attitude Pay him your respects: "What would you like?"

"One of the best rooms."

Without hesitation, the young man threw a gold coin at the hotel owner.

"No, no, no! No use, no use!"

If it was another guest, the boss would definitely have coveted the gold coin and would never give him a copper coin.If the guest asks, he will also say that the rest is a tip—even if the tip may be dozens of times more than the official cost.

But for the one in front of him, the boss didn't dare to do that.

It's not that he's worried about his own safety - he knows that, his status is so noble that he never lacks gold coins in his sleeves, and he won't lower himself to trouble him because of a gold coin.

He actually wanted more.

For example, a Knight Order, and a Knight Manor.

He knew that the noble master could promote his subordinates to become knights.That's a knight--as mighty as Lord Will!

And Master Will is just a knight without a fief, he is so majestic in the town that his nostrils are up to the sky!
Also, I heard that some great nobles can turn ordinary people into nobles... I heard that Su Ze's royal family is all black... If...

Excitement arose in my heart.The boss hardly dared to think about it anymore.

He was afraid that his expression would reveal his intentions.

I saw the noble young man pondering a bit sadly, as if thinking about where else to spend money.

He didn't dare to recommend the food in his own hotel - it must be presented later.If you care about everything in such a small place, you will inevitably leave an impression of being stingy.

"Then... use the rest of the money to buy a set of regular clothes for my sister. She is about the same size as me, and she wants black."

The young man said with a smile, stretched out his fingers and shook the suitcase, turning it in a circle between his fingers.

"Yes yes yes, I will definitely buy you the best! The most beautiful clothes!"

The boss's eyes were attracted by the suitcase for a moment, then he immediately nodded and handed the gold coins in his hand to the man.

But at this moment he heard the young man say: "When the winter is over, boss, if you are free, come to Su Ze's Toyata Misi, and then pass this gold coin to my housekeeper. I invite you to dinner, Su Ze's Specialties."

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment: "I didn't bring many gold coins with me when I went out this time. I didn't expect the price of Caral to be so expensive, and I don't have many gold coins on hand... Boss, you are really a good person. By the way, you don't need to buy too much clothes Alright, one or two gold coins will do the trick."

listen!He didn't bring many gold coins with him - did he usually bring gold coins when he went out?

Also, what is "the price of Caral is so expensive"... The boss guessed in an instant that his colleagues must have failed to recognize the identity of this master and slaughtered him as an ordinary fat sheep.

Thank you for your stupidity for sending me this gift!
However, clothes for one or two gold coins... Hearing this, the boss's heart twitched.

Two gold coins!That was his net profit for nearly three months.

Reluctant to give up the fat but not the white bird—the boss decided to spend all his savings and buy the best clothes that can be bought in Ram with five gold coins.Anyway, when the winter is over, every gold coin I spend will be rewarded hundreds or even thousands of times.He could tell that this noble young man was very kind, with a gentle personality, and even a little cowardly.

Such people are quite easy to bully.If he knelt down and begged, or even rolled and kowtowed, he probably wouldn't be reluctant to give himself a knighthood, right?Even if there is no fiefdom...

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the gold coins in his hand.

Heavier than regular gold coins - which means higher gold content and more value.Instead of the gold-leaf flower pattern on the caral gold coins, a strange leaf was drawn on it-it seemed to be the leaf of the wing tree.

This is Su Ze's gold coin?The boss who has never been abroad looked at it carefully as a rare thing.

He didn't dare to bite it either, but carefully put it away with a handkerchief, and then personally led the noble young man to the most expensive guest room.

After the innkeeper closed the door respectfully, the innocent and gentle smile of the noble young man instantly became meaningful.

As soon as he took off his glasses, without the cover of the glasses, the abyss-like gaze reappeared.

It was Roland.

"I didn't expect the mayor's family to be so poor...or did his servants move too much?"

Roland smiled lightly.

In addition to the fact that the mayor's son ordered for himself shortly before the mayor's death and was worth a little money, he found the suitcase that the servant couldn't move—other than that, let alone For gold coins, Roland didn't even find half a copper.

But this suitcase is really a good thing, and it was a surprise that Roland could find this thing at the mayor's house.This thing is the work of Master Aristotle, and the alchemy circle inside it can fully offset the weight of [-] pounds after activation.

If it is auctioned, it is only a matter of where to auction it for a thousand gold.This box alone is enough for Roland to buy a hereditary title in any country.

The reason why this box didn't perform its function at all in the hands of the mayor - it was just because the magic power was not enough.

Alchemy products are notoriously mana-consuming. Even if Master Aristotle's magic power cycle is designed ingeniously, it will definitely be completely consumed in nearly 60 years.

Roland could guess with his elbow that the mayor's method of obtaining this thing was absolutely dishonest, so much so that he didn't dare to ask an expert with this box.

After all, the mana consumption of alchemy products is relative to that of demonized items—with Roland's mere official-level Ashes' energy savings, only half of the natural energy is enough to drive this item to operate normally for a year.

After recharging, Roland was naturally able to open the locked box.

What disappointed Roland was that there were only countless ghost coins besides a heavy black stone slab...

There's no gold in these lovely little golden things.This is a gold coin symbol made by sawing the shiny silver trunk of the winged tree into a coin size and then painting it with golden lacquer.Even the gold lacquer contains no gold at all.

Because some witchcraft of wizards need to use a lot of gold coins, in order to prevent the collapse of the financial system of the whole world caused by the disappearance of a large amount of rare metals, some wizards have developed a substitute for gold coins.

In order to prevent people from being cheated, the back of the gold coin is specially decorated with the leaves of the wing tree as a logo; on the front, there is a witty saying "you can bite and see" written in five languages.

One bite and a strong smell of paint and wood residue will give it away.No matter how much gold it feels like.

That is a fake gold coin processed from a wing tree.It can also be used as a material for surgery, and it is much cheaper than gold coins.

A ten-year-old wing tree can produce tens of thousands of such gold coins.On average, one such gold coin is worth at most two copper coins - more than half of which are manual costs, after all, the wing tree is outrageously hard.

This extremely cheap gold coin is dubbed the ghost coin by the players.However, there are also people who use this thing to deceive people in Karal, where wizards are hardly seen, and the success rate is very high for quite a period of time-except for occasional businessmen who know the goods and report them as wizards who come to cheat money and are wanted...

Roland poured out half of the ghost coins, found a random lake and sank them in, then put his black robe into the suitcase, put on the unexpectedly well-fitting ordinary clothes of the mayor's house, and went to One of the most luxurious hotels in Ram.

After entering his room, Roland took out a bottle of red oily liquid with a faint golden light from his suitcase, and poured it on the bed and every corner of the room.

Immediately, an aroma mixed with prickly ash and mint filled the room.

Those were the bottles of alchemy fuel that Roland found from the mayor's fireplace—these were the failures of Su Ze's alchemists when they produced highly concentrated solid fuel. It is much more stable, and it also loses the pungent smell of alchemy fire, and its cost is cheap enough that it can be used as a substitute for civilian fuel.

About such a bottle is enough to burn the fire for a whole winter, and the price is nothing more than two silver coins, which is not expensive.Therefore, the servants who almost snatched something from the mayor's family also looked down on it.

Although it is not expensive, most people still don't use this thing.After all, the fuel enough to keep warm in winter is only one silver coin at most, but compared with the price of those two silver coins, commoners are more inclined to endure the smoke from burning dead branches-for them, one silver coin can already do a lot It's over.

Roland had just poured the fuel all over the room when there was a knock on the door.

"Your clothes, sir."

Unlike the boss's voice, it was a pleasant and brisk female voice.

Is it delivered?

Roland didn't even bother to put away the bottle. He just went into the room and lazily shouted while continuing to pour oil, "The door is unlocked. Just come in and put down your clothes."

"Ok."

The people outside responded obediently.Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the door being opened, and within five or six seconds, the sound of closing the door was heard.

Roland came out from the inner room and put the clothes on the table into the suitcase without looking at them.

Then he threw the bottle with the last bit of oil in it into the fireplace.As a result, the flame in the fireplace grew larger in an instant, and Roland could feel waves of scorching heat standing two meters away.

In the heat, the rug closest to the fireplace began to burn slowly.

Until the burning carpet touches the next ball of alchemical fuel, it will burn quietly and slowly like this.

In less than 5 minutes, the fire in this room will be unstoppable; in another 15 minutes, the entire load-bearing structure of this wooden room will be burnt to brittle by high temperature, and then collapse.

He has other places to go.The collapse of just one hotel in a fire may be taken as a mere surprise.

To make Farina aware of his existence, Roland needs to continue to show his existence.

There are still six bottles of alchemy fuel.The fire caused by this kind of thing cannot be extinguished by water, and the only person in Ram who can stop this kind of fire is Farina.With her ability, it only takes less than a quarter of an hour to extinguish this kind of flame—if she discovers the mark of truth and revenge in the mayor's house and dares to go out.

Come on, choose.

To save the whole town at the risk of life that no one else can understand?Or protect yourself first?
A cold smile appeared on Roland's face, and he put on the plain glasses, and tied up his hair casually.

There is only one correct answer.

Farina, who has been discovered by the Truth Society, has no time to start over. She can only risk her life to save the townspeople of Ram Town—even so, all the townspeople will not understand what she has done for this. , and at the same time those who were finally saved would resent her for being late.

Roland walked out of the room with his suitcase, and locked the door from the outside.

"Are you going out?"

The innkeeper came over attentively.

"I'll pick up my sister, and I'll be back when I receive it."

Roland replied with a chuckle, and then stepped downstairs without hesitation.

Of course he doesn't have a sister.

—and he never returned.

(End of this chapter)