Wizard: I brought the wrong system

"My... my lord..." the shopkeeper stammered and trembled, his eyes filled with panic and fear.

Design: A little goblin quietly imitates a full set of locks and gold armor for sale, but is bumped into by the Monkey King.

Q: What should I do now?

It is able to attack the long-term arrangement of official wizards' residences, can roam freely among thousands of armored lost people, can release powerful spells that make official wizards covet them, and even successfully kills wizards in official wizards' residences. Wanted by the powerful wizard alliance, but managed to escape...

Isn't this kind of strong man like a little goblin bumping into the Monkey King for a small person like the shopkeeper who opened a shop in a border area?

"You...know each other?" Ian looked at the two suspiciously.

The strange atmosphere at this time really made him suspicious.

Yarrow was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, and responded, "Eh... well, this is my... junior brother, he has the same alchemy teacher as me."

"Junior brother?" Ian looked at the two of them in surprise, one looked about 50 or [-] years old, and the other couldn't be more than ten years old.

How could it be the younger brother?

"Yes, yes! Junior brother, I'm your lord's junior!" The owner of the shop was dripping with cold sweat one after another, not daring to deny it, and kept responding, "I am... I am... an art investment teacher, and I was accepted very late. The teacher accepts him as a student, so... this adult is my senior brother!"

Yarrow noticed the curious eyes cast around him, and then saw the panicked expression of the shopkeeper, his mind moved slightly, and a kind smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Junior brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't we find a private place and have a good chat chat?"

The owner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded again and again, flatteringly said: "Yes, yes, sir, please, this is my alchemy room, no one will disturb you."

Yarrow nodded slightly, and walked towards the side door of the store following the owner's guidance.

Ian rolled his eyes, and quickly shouted: "Master Harvey, the recording stone..."

The shop owner said angrily: "Not for sale! The shop is closed now, you all get out!"

Whether he can save his life is a big question. How can he be in the mood to do business now?

Ian stopped in front of the shopkeeper and said with a smile: "Shopmaster Harvey, I want to buy a copy for your senior brother too. You can tell by your senior brother's dress that he also admires Yarrow very much, so you won't sell it?" ?”

Ian's approach is a bit of a fake.

If Yarrow and the shopkeeper are really brothers, if they want it, they may not need to pay for it.

But the shopkeeper had already panicked. Hearing what Ian said, he could only look at Yarrow hesitantly.

Arlo was noncommittal.

The scene of the recording stone has already been released, and there is no benefit in hiding it.

Ian is not an alchemist who specializes in refining armor, so it is unlikely that he can recognize himself from his figure.

Yarrow still has some small thoughts.

If people like Ian can continue to imitate, they may be in much less danger.

Hidden in the city, when there are many real and fake 'Yaro' on the market, can the possible pursuers distinguish where is the real self?

Therefore, regarding Ian's desire to purchase the recording stone, he even had a little connivance.

Seeing Yarrow's delay in expressing his opinion, the owner gritted his teeth and opened the wooden cabinet beside him.

Rows of the same record stones were neatly placed in the wooden cabinet. From this situation, it can be seen that he had actually prepared for it long ago, and saying "not selling" was just a means of raising the price.

Gu</span> "These are secondary record stones, one can only be used ten times, here are two, you keep them."

Ian took it in surprise, put it in his arms carefully, and then raised his head and asked, "How many magic stones?"

"never mind."

The shop owner didn't bother to pay attention, and turned his head to show another flattering smile, "Brother... Brother, this way please."

Push the door and enter, and after walking through a gorge, a messy alchemy room appeared in Yarrow's eyes.

On the table in the middle of the alchemy room, there is a pile of strange gray-white stones, which are the same as the record stones placed outside.

Yarrow picked up one at any time and played with it casually.

This kind of stone is full of small holes, which is a bit thorny to grasp. It looks like ordinary volcanic rock in terms of appearance, but these holes are very regular, more like a petrified honeycomb.

As for this kind of strange stone, there is still a large pile neatly piled up on the table, and in the corner of the room, there are even some similar stones that have faded a little.

It seems that the middle-aged shopkeeper has indeed put a lot of effort into imitation and spent a lot of time on research.

"Is that Harvey?" Yarrow put down the strange stone he was playing with, and glanced at the middle-aged shopkeeper who followed him.

thump!

The owner of Harvey suddenly fell to his knees and confessed in tears: "My lord! Please forgive me! I really didn't know my lord would come here!"

"Get up and talk!"

The shopkeeper Harvey stood up in a panic, like a student who made a mistake, and stood obediently by the wall.

Yarrow frowned slightly, and said with a half-smile: "If I don't come, can you do this kind of thing with peace of mind?"

"No! No!" The owner of Harvey shook his head again and again, a few close-fitting hairs on his bald head fluttered in the wind, making his appearance even more ridiculous at this time, "I dare not, I will never dare again!"

"I will take back all the armor I sold! I will definitely take back all of them! My lord! Please don't kill me!"

"Take it back?" Yarrow paused his arms, pretending to be surprised, "Why do you take it back?"

The more that kind of imitation armor was sold, the less conspicuous Yarrow's wear would be and the higher the level of security would be. Naturally, he would not object to such a thing.

"what?"

The owner of Harvey looked at Yarrow in confusion. Apart from this matter, he really didn't know what other issues were worthy of the attention of a "powerful" like Yarrow.

"You sell things under my name, imitate my armor style to make money, have you asked me?" Yarrow said in a flat tone, pointing.

Yarrow does not intend to delve into the issue of imitation, but it does not mean that he will let him go at will.

The shopkeeper Harvey has recognized Yarrow, so he must find a way to minimize the possibility of his reporting, and it is best to borrow his alchemy room and materials to make the approximate structure of the lead-iron armor, so that he can Quickly have enough combat power.

Harvey's shopkeeper couldn't understand Yarrow's meaning, he looked up at Yarrow, poked his head and asked cautiously: "My lord... what do you think... what should I do?"

"How to do?"

Ya Luo didn't talk to him, and said bluntly: "Not only did you use my name to make money, but more importantly, you also recognized me. You should also know how big the crime I committed, so you must I can't let you stay out of it."