Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

Esilia lamented in her heart for his poor humor gene, and Ernest, who was calm and composed, took her into a shop that specialized in selling magic suppressors.

The person in charge of the store was a green-haired girl wearing a fox-face mask. When she saw someone walking in, she typed "Brothers and sisters, please don't report this person" on Zhiwang. Then she put down her hands and was working on a 5v5 team. The smart network of games.

——This is the highest respect among young people in the era of smart Internet. Aecilia looked at this polite and beautiful young lady with emotion.

"For what?"

She asked with a casual tone and a gentle smile.

Ernest stood by the door without walking in. Aecilia replied kindly:

"Give it to someone."

The young lady stared at her for a while, then said calmly:

"To whom? I mean, how strong is that person's magical power?"

Esilia smiled and glanced at Ernest, who was standing at the door of the store like a door god, and said:

"Well... when he is at his strongest, he can tear out the throats of all the demon wolves by himself when surrounded by twenty or thirty sixth-level demon wolves."

Non-human beings who are not spiritual but have magical abilities are collectively called Warcraft. In terms of level strength... the first level is the weakest, similar to bees that can only use meager magic power to transfer honey or butterflies with brilliant streams of light around their wings.

The second level is slightly stronger but not much stronger. The attack power of all second level monsters is about the same as that of an angry goose.

A third-level monster is equivalent to an ordinary human holding a sword.

The fourth-level Warcraft is exactly the target of junior mages among humans.

The fifth level is above the junior mage and below the intermediate mage.

The sixth level is almost the same as an intermediate mage.

Miss Mo Qingfa followed her line of sight, remained silent for a while, and said:

"Little sister, are you kidding?"

Aecilia shook her head:

"Sister, I'm not joking."

She drank the voice-changing potion before she came, and her voice was as sweet as the combination of May and Miss Vincent.

"In that case... I have to get you a suppressor of at least a seventh-level monster. The ones specifically for human use... are gone."

The young lady’s eyes were confused and her words were tactful.

"It's okay, just take it out and take a look first."

Aecilia put her chin on her hands and leaned against the table at the front desk to wait patiently.

Finally, the green-haired girl walked out of the back door, holding three suppressors of different styles and placing them on the table one by one.

From left to right, there is a metal ring inlaid with black magic crystal that is about the same size as a human wrist. The ring is only one centimeter wide and does not look very heavy.

Aecilia lifted it up with her index finger, weighed it for a while without changing her expression, and put it down before her finger was crushed.

She secretly rubbed the red mark on her index finger and looked at the second suppressor.

The second item was a pair of hook-shaped objects that looked very similar to the iron hooks used by pork sellers to hook pigs' noses at the stalls. Accilia lost interest after just one glance.

It hurts when this thing digs into the flesh.

The third piece is a black hard neck ring. The overall appearance is like a pure black hard shoelace, but there is a chain opening specially reserved for connecting to the iron chain. Although plain and simple, it doesn't weigh much, but it is a bit conspicuous when worn around the neck.

Her first thought was to choose the first one, which was a bit heavy, but the advantage was that it would not challenge her mental endurance.

"Be first..."

"The first one is specially designed for a seventh-level mad cow..."

Ecilia, who wanted to express her willingness to buy, and the green-haired girl, who wanted to introduce the product to the customer, spoke almost at the same time, and then they both got stuck at the same time and looked at each other.

Aecilia decides to change her mind, but not before:

"This ring looks like it's for people, right?"

"This was customized by the previous customer. The size was based on the size of the cow's right front hoof..."

Miss Mo Qingfa's voice was inexplicably lower.

Ernest, who was standing at the door, "happened" to look at her and curled his lips under her disbelieving gaze.

A few elegant words in Lawrence's native language echoed in her mind, and she resisted the urge to smoke above her head.

"What about the second one?"

She forced herself to remain calm.

The green-haired girl hurriedly opened her mouth to try to clear up the topic:

"The second item was used by an eighth-level wild boar..."

"Okay I know the next thing thanks."

Aecilia interrupted quickly.

The girl was quiet for a moment, then continued:

"The third piece was originally customized by a customer, for a seventh-level snow rabbit that turned into a human body. Later, the customer had no use for it and resold it back to the store. You can rest assured that these suppressors can be used by others. Specialists have disinfected and treated it, and it’s as good as new.”

The raw materials of this kind of magic weapon with a higher level of inhibition are very precious and the price is very expensive. It is normal practice to resell them back to the store at a low price when they are no longer used and sell them again in the original store.

The previous guest couldn't use it... This sentence is actually quite interesting.

Aecilia had no choice but to say:

“How much does the third one cost?”

The green-haired girl said in a brisk tone:

"Six hundred and sixty-six gold coins will be enough."

Aecilia said with a smile on her face:

"How about a change? I'll give you six hundred."

The girl's face dropped:

"No, sister, why don't you take another look..."

After nearly half an hour of wrangling, their final transaction price was 623 gold coins, which was mixed.

Aecilia was in a cheerful mood.

The price negotiation is not just a simple number 43, but a full 43 yuan!

She was in a happy mood. When she saw the packaged black neck ring, her smile faded and she calmed down a lot.

She held the packaging box in her hand and lowered her hand. The packaging box disappeared. Aecilia walked to Ernest and said blearily:

"Why are they all for Warcraft?"

Ernest answered immediately:

“The effects are similar, but it’s more expensive to use on people.”

Aecilia exclaimed:

"You have quite a lot of experience."

Ernest said modestly:

"Wandering in the dungeon at home too much."

Aecilia:

"So is there a place for me in your dungeon?"

Ernest glanced at her:

"It depends on the situation. If you need it, I can reserve a room for you in advance to decorate it."

Aecilia folded her arms and left indifferently without looking back.

Ernest followed her with a calm expression and said slowly:

"If you don't choose to be our enemy, you don't need to have this concern."

Aecilia heard clearly, but she deliberately made him wait for a while before answering with emphasis on each word:

"I don't want to believe a word you say until I have the initiative."

Ernest's tone was natural and calm:

"If you think you have hope of gaining the initiative, then go for it. But I don't recommend that you have too much extravagant expectations. Don't leave the game because of a psychological gap before the official chess game begins."