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Urga was displeased by the shopkeeper's eyes, and frowned: "Who are you saying has no money!"

"I'll pay, I'll pay." Damon quickly pulled Urga over, took out a silver coin and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Give me some food for the remaining copper coins." Daemon said, he hadn't tasted much food from the Human Continent yet.

Urga, who was in a bad mood, took a few bites and lost interest: "This food is not as delicious as what you made."

Seeing that the expressions of the shopkeepers next to him were getting more and more ugly, Daemon hurriedly dragged Urgaga into the town: "You don't know how to look at the occasion when you speak?"

"It doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good, and it's so expensive!" Urga muttered, stuffing something into Damon's hands.

Two or three steps passed Damon and walked towards the town. This guy didn't remember to eat or drink. When he saw new food, he went up and bought a bunch of it. Then he winked at Damon and asked Damon to pay for it.

Dimon, who had been reduced to a wallet, had no choice but to appoint him to pay the money. After paying, he strangled Urga's neck and kept him away from those booths.

"Don't forget that we are here to find someone, this is not for you to go shopping and have fun!"

"You want to come to find that kid, but I'm not here to find him. Can't I come out to play?"

Urga said without psychological pressure, but although he said it, he still stopped trying everything and obediently followed behind Daemon.

He didn't want to make Dimon angry. If Dimon was angry, no one would pay him, and no one would give him good food.

The two wanted to continue walking, but suddenly there was a commotion in front of them. A group of people gathered together and stopped the two of them. Urga joined the crowd of onlookers curiously.

Surrounded in the middle were three people, [-] people to be precise.Two grown men stopped a little boy whose height was only around their waist and were pushing and shoving.

One of them grabbed the little boy's arm and shouted loudly: "Come on, catch the thief, this kid stole my money!"

"I didn't take your money, it's mine!" The short-looking child spoke with a youthful voice.

Damon immediately understood that it was not a child, but a dwarf.

The dwarves are short in stature, but they are particularly good at forging. The reason why the human race fought fiercely with the demon for five years with a body that is far inferior to the demon is because of the help of the dwarf.The weapons and armor made by the dwarves have greatly improved the combat effectiveness and defense of the human race in the war. Those armors and weapons cannot be resisted even by demons.

But the dwarves were too arrogant and greedy for money. After the war, the dwarves had high self-skills and did not want to be with the human race. They took back those powerful weapons and armors.If the human race wants to obtain armor and weapons, it needs to spend a huge amount of money to buy them from the dwarves.

At this time, the goblins took advantage of the gap. Although their forging skills were not as good as the dwarves, the goblins had the advantage of large output and low price.The price of goblin manufacturing is nearly [-]% lower than that of dwarves, and it is now a peaceful age, and there is no large-scale war, so the demand for weapons and armor is not so high. Befriend the goblins.

And the dwarves lost the largest purchaser of the human race, and gradually fell into decline, seldom showing up on the mainland, and only communicated with their customers.

Humans who have been tricked by dwarves for a lot of money naturally don't have a good look at dwarves.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I put this wallet on the table, I went to ask for a bowl of soup, and my wallet disappeared in a blink of an eye, and you have a package that is exactly the same as my wallet hanging around your waist, you didn't steal it Who stole it?"

"I didn't steal from you, this is my package!" The dwarf retorted loudly.

The brawny man sneered: "Huh? Don't you dwarves all have eyes that grow to the top of your head, and you want to use clothes made of gold to pass on to your body? How can you use such a simple package?"

"I, I..." The dwarf faltered.

There were more and more people watching, and Urga approached Damon and asked him, "Who do you think took whose things?"

"Whoever takes who has nothing to do with us."

Damon didn't care about these things, the road ahead was blocked, so he took Urga into a nearby shop.

This is the busiest inn in Hongfeng Town. There are four or five guests of different races sitting in it. Every one of them is strong and strong, and they don't look like ordinary people.

Seeing the scene outside the door at this moment, there were a few people who looked out curiously, but they were just watching the show. Seeing those dwarves with their nostrils turned up to their foreheads were deflated, it would be a shame for them not to applaud and cheer.

Damon handed over two silver coins to the shopkeeper and asked, "Is there anything new in Hongfeng Town recently?"

"These two little brothers have just come to Hongfeng Town." The shopkeeper firmly caught the silver coin handed over and put it in his pocket: "There are still two months to go, and the Paladins will start preparing knights." The recruitment ceremony is over, the customers in my store are all preparing to participate in the selection of knights."

"Knight selection?"

"This is the tradition left by the Holy Knights. Every five years, there will be a knight reserve selection. The students of Wangcheng Holy Knight Academy and all races after adulthood can participate. The selection of knights is to compare and measure their force and magic power. As long as they pass The selection of knights can become a reserve knight, and this selection usually takes about three months." The store explained: "Those who become reserve knights will participate in knight training after one and a half years, and they can survive in that knight training. Those who come down will join the Paladin Order and become a true Paladin."

"Knight training..."

Damon recalled the scene of those knights coming to the abyss hell in his original memory. Although the original owner stayed in the castle most of the time, the sound of those holy marks and battles was endless.

After each knight training, the number of demons in Abyss Hell will decrease a lot. There are still nearly two years before the next knight training. He must be prepared and must not lose any of them in this knight training demon.

Damon asked the shopkeeper again: "I wonder if there is any place in Wangcheng that sells news?"

"Selling news?" The shopkeeper glanced warily at Damon and Urga.

Damon quickly handed over a few more silver coins: "I have no bad intentions, it's just that my younger brother disappeared during our journey, so we want to inquire if there will be some news about him here."

The shopkeeper will not be troubled by money, and what Damon said is not like a lie, he took the silver coin and said: "There is a succubus in Wangcheng, named Lester, who specializes in this kind of business, and he is on the third street. He opened a store called Wutongyan, if you want to inquire about the news, you can ask him, but you may have to pay a price."

Urga interrupted and asked, "What price?"

The shopkeeper smiled: "It's nothing more than gold coins, gems, or rare treasures. That guy has a good temper, as long as you have enough money, you can buy what you want from him. Yes Yes, if you want to go in, you must have a deposit of one hundred gold coins, otherwise you will be kicked out before you enter the gate of Wutongyan."

Naturally, Damon has no shortage of gold coins. Excluding the spent ones, there are still about [-] gold coins. Damon thinks that with these money, he should be able to buy the news he wants.

When they came to Wangcheng, according to the instructions of the shopkeeper, Damon and Urga found the shop named Wutongyan.

It was a very simple storefront. Although its appearance was unattractive, its decoration was not simple. The plaque engraved with the words "Sycamore Eye" exuded a faint magic power, and the luster of magic patterns flowed between the lines. Defensive magic pattern.This succubus is not simple.

Damon and Urga walked in, and immediately a gorgeous beauty came over: "Guest, welcome to Wutongyan, I'm Jayna. Do you have a deposit of [-] gold coins?"

Jeina is a human being, but her appearance is extremely beautiful, with a protruding figure, fair complexion, red lips, and a gentle feeling in her gestures, making every guest feel like a spring breeze.

Damon took out the prepared hundred gold coins from the magic pattern of storage and handed it to Jaina.

Jena pursed her lips and smiled, took the gold coin, handed it to the person behind her, and said to the two: "The master is receiving the last guest, please take a rest here for a while and taste our refreshments."

Jena led them into a waiting room, where two pairs of tables and chairs were placed. Through the window, one could see the fandaisy flowers planted in the yard outside. The fragrance of the flowers wafted in, fresh and fragrant.

Then Jena served a few pastries that looked good, and she withdrew.

Damon loves desserts, so he reached out and took a piece to taste: "It tastes good, but it's not sweet enough, it's too bland."

Urga is not interested in those foods. He has tasted a lot of foods in Red Maple Town. Compared with the foods on the human continent, he prefers to eat the ones made by Daemon.

Urga, who was bored, walked back and forth in this small house, looking at the only tables, chairs, benches, flowers and leaves beside the window in the house: "Demon, what do you think this succubus is from? Why is it so mysterious?"

Dimon shook his head: "I don't know. We are here to buy news. If there is news, we will do business. If there is no news, we will find another way."

Damon ate a few mouthfuls of pastries, and soon Jaina led them into the inner room again.

Before entering the door, Damon could smell the intoxicating fragrance in the house.

After Jena pushed open the door, the scent became more obvious.

The first thing that catches the eye inside the door is the light golden gauze curtain, and there is a figure leaning behind it, whose face cannot be seen clearly, but from the vague outline, it can be felt that the other party must be a very temperamental person.

Damon has read from the book that the succubi have been wearing magical body fragrance since they were born, which can charm other races, which is why they are called succubus.

The succubus must be behind the curtain.

"What smell! It smells so bad!"

Unlike Damon, Urga rubbed his nose uncomfortably when he smelled this smell.

"The deodorant of the succubus is a temptation for any race, but only the dragon race is resistant to our deodorant. So, guest, are you a dragon race?"

A magnetic male voice sounded from behind the gauze curtain. The voice was like a cello, which made people feel extremely comfortable: Damon thought to himself: You really deserve to be a succubus, even the voice is so seductive.

"Does it have anything to do with you? We're here to do business, not to chat with you about family affairs." Urga said coldly.

Urga didn't like the voice of the succubus and what he said, he was neither dragon nor human, he was just a mixed blood.

"Hehe." Lester chuckled behind the gauze curtain, "Then what do you two distinguished guests want from me?"

"What can you do?"

Damon sat across the curtain and asked.

Urga didn't like the smell of the succubus, so he stood one step behind Damon, away from the succubus, and closer to the door to be less affected by that strange smell.

"I can do whatever you want, from the lost and found to the royal title, as long as you can pay me enough, I can do it for you."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-1217：57：03~2020-11-1317：15：28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Mixuan;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Mixuan 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!