Saying the generous princess, the witch was about to return to the wooden house. But now she has done a big business and sold all the wood carvings. She can have a good rest.

Oh, no, the princess didn't take her wood carving, she only took away a cake containing the spell.

The witch just opened the door and returned to the room. A sudden bang came from behind, as if something heavy was falling on Lin.

The old witch turned around in shock and found a naked man standing there, and couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Who are you?"

Then her face changed again, and her eyes became surprised when she looked at Gray, "Dragon? No, the breath is not pure enough, it's not a dragon."

"Hello, I am Gray Sutton, the king of Stone Fort." Gray looked at the old witch who was guessing and introduced himself politely.

"I'm glad to meet you, the powerful wizard."

Her strength is by no means nonsense. As far as Gray knows, this old wizard has lived for at least hundreds of years. If he can live for so long, a pig should become a spirit.

You know, according to the explanation in the movie, the eldest prince of the ancient kingdom hundreds of years ago asked her for the potion and turned herself into a bear.

Nothing else, if you can live for hundreds of years, it is her ability, and I don’t know if she is still a human being.

The old witch glanced up and down Gray twice and asked uncertainly: "Dragon Slayer? Dragon Blood Bathing?"

"The wizard has good eyesight." Gray praised. No matter whether she is really powerful or not, she will not suffer any loss if she is polite.

However, Gray really doesn't want to disclose his true situation at all.

"Dragon Slayer, what's wrong with you?" The old witch took a step back gently, ready to open the door of the wooden house at any time. As long as she opens the door of the wooden house, she will be safe.

She naturally knew about the dragon, and she had seen several dragons from afar. The dragons in this world are both strong and weak, but even the weakest dragon is a much stronger lord than most magical creatures.

No matter which dragon this guy kills or which dragon blood he bathes in, at least he won't be a fool.

Of course, it is also possible to surround the dragon with a powerful army, but in that case, the king would not come to see her so openly. He could come alone, and it is clear that he is very confident in his own strength.

Seeing her movements, Grey looked a little surprised, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that even if he lived for hundreds of years, he might not be able to really turn a person into an old monster.

"I want to make a deal with you." After confirming the other party's approximate strength, he said straight to the point. Seeing the old witch's vigilant look on her face, she probably thought she had other goals and ran away.

"What transaction? All those wood carvings have been bought by that girl. Although she has not taken them away, the ownership is already hers. I can't sell them to you anymore. I have nothing else to trade with you except wood carvings." The old witch said, indicating that he had nothing he wanted and wanted to send him away quickly.

"Is that right? But I think that commodities should not be limited to material things. Knowledge can also be traded as commodities. And my bid for knowledge is quite expensive." Gray smiled faintly, took out a piece of clothing and put it on his body, and smiled: "Don't forget, I am a king."

Gray said this very confidently. It was nothing more. Witches don’t do anything for production. They spent their time studying some strange things. If you have money, you can probably sell some money with those magical items. But compared with His Majesty the King, that’s too much different.

Don’t forget that apart from the large gold coins and beads in your backpack, His Majesty’s gold mine has not yet begun to be excavated.

"Yes, I'll send someone to dig gold mine after the castle or port is completed."

"Sorry, knowledge is no longer my trading range." The old witch refused without thinking. Knowledge is definitely his most precious wealth for the old witch and it is impossible to trade it.

Gray shook his head, "Trade is not a transaction that is knowledge, but a transaction is not directly erased from your mind. On the contrary, if you trade with me, you will not lose anything and you will get a big reward. And I just got a copy, and whether I can learn something depends on myself."

Then, Gray took out a handful of gold coins from his backpack and signaled that he was fully capable of paying and would not be able to pay.

"Knowledge is priceless." The old witch said lightly, and she had already planned to go back to the house and close the door.

"Knowledge is of course valuable, but knowledge can also be traded. If everyone brings their knowledge into the grave, then in hundreds of years, who will know this knowledge? Wouldn't this knowledge be lost?

And humans need to re-understand the world in order to obtain this knowledge again and then lose it again. Wouldn't it be too cruel for those of us who pursue knowledge and desire knowledge? It is also a loss to you, me and even the world."

Grey tempted her in a good manner, hoping to impress her.

Of course he knows the value of knowledge, but the value of knowledge does not lie in one's own treasure, but in the sharing of knowledge and its contribution to society.

"When I am about to die, I will pass on my knowledge." The old witch said solemnly.

"Since you want to pass on your knowledge, why can't you pass it on to me? You know, I will pay you a lot of money to ensure your future life." Grey frowned. This was the first wizard he had met, the first wizard who might have a complete wizard cultivation system. He had to get what he wanted no matter what.

"You are not suitable to be my successor." The old witch looked at him and said.

"How to say it?"

"It is not suitable to be suitable. You are too slaughtered and act too arrogantly. If you hand over the inheritance to you, you will bring destruction to countless people." The old witch said seriously, and her hand had touched the door handle of the wooden house, which gave her the confidence to say this.

"You mean I'm not kind enough?"

"That's right!"

Gray thought about it, couldn't help laughing, and looked at the old guy with contempt, "If I remember correctly, hundreds of years ago, you gave a spell to a person, which led to the demise of a country, and created a terrifying monster for future generations. What qualifications do you have to be that others are not kind enough?"

I didn't expect it before, but just after a sudden inspiration, Gray found that this guy might not be from the kind and orderly camp.

After understanding this, I was very despised by the old guy's double-standard Gray. I became a bitch and asked others to set up a archway, which was even more despicable than sitting on a bitch.

The old witch was speechless for a while and after a while he forced himself to argue: "That was a mistake. I told him how to remove the spell, but he just didn't understand."

"All the consequences are based on his own greed and stupidity, and have nothing to do with me."

Gray smiled and showed disdain, "It's so high-sounding, but if you didn't hand him the spell, how could he become a monster and how could it lead to the demise of a country?

I think the final reason is still you. You can never give him this evil spell or give him other things, but you know that the consequences of doing so will do it. It is clear that you have not taken human life and even good or evil seriously. Now you use this as an excuse to me. Do you think I am so fooling?"

"I just made a deal with him. He wanted to do this, and that's his own. What does it have to do with me?" the old witch continued to argue.

"Since that's the case, if you give me the knowledge, we're just a transaction. So what does it have to do with this knowledge? "Grey showed a bright smile. I'll feel relieved if you say this.

"I'm responsible for the rest of life."

"Then why are you not responsible to the people of the kingdom a hundred years ago, and why are you not responsible to the people of the Dumbnoch tribe?" Gray continued to ask.

"Damn bastard, what's wrong with me not wanting to make a deal with you?" The old witch said furiously, opening the door and going in, avoiding this foolish bastard.
Chapter completed!