"10 elemental crystals, exchange for a set of supporting secrets. Speaking of which, I seem to lose a bit of a loss in this transaction."

The fat black Eddie said, patting the stack of brochures placed on the table.

"What's even worse is that I'm thinking of asking you to pick one from here; your God can be a witness, but it's rare to see a generous businessman like me."

Charles did not comment on what he said. He picked up one of them and looked at it. There were some freshly copied small characters in the fly head. He lowered his head and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance of ink on it.

He couldn't help but look at the fat black man with a strange look on his face.

"How much do you want to buy and make sure to make a profit without losing money?" The watch shop owner said what Charles muttered secretly, and he laughed: "That is, there are not many newcomers in our small place, otherwise you will definitely make a fortune with this."

"You can't say that. It's risky for me to use this thing to exchange for money. Old man, don't you know how strict our rules are?"

Eddie retorted loudly, but did not continue to get involved in this issue. Instead, he looked at Charles and said, "Flame, Storm, and Thunder, three sets of starting protection secrets, which are suitable for a rookie like you, you can choose one. But look back and see, boy, we should talk about the main business."

"Just business?"

Shire brought the dragon crystals when he came yesterday, so it was no surprise that this person brought this trading item.

But what he said was the serious matter?

Shire couldn't help looking at the owner here. Although he was also unfamiliar with the old man with monocle glasses, this person was quite reassuring compared to the black uncle with a fat face.

"Eddie has a way to help your sister stay alive, but it's a great price."

The old man said, looking at the big bag that Charles brought in, and couldn't help but blink.

"There are all keels here?"

"That's right."

"Where did you get so many keels?"

"I picked it up on the roadside when I was on the mission." Charles said without blushing and breathing, "That's all in total. I'm afraid there is not enough, so I brought it all."

"Picked up..." The old man glanced at him speechlessly.

If you don't want to say it, you don't want to say it, you're still picking it up...

"If you have such a large batch of goods, you can notify me and I will send someone to pick it up, so you don't have to worry about bringing it over."

"Thank you, I hope I still have it." Shir sighed pretending to be regretful.

He said this, but he was not completely lying. Although he could definitely find a lot of keel bones in the ice and fire world, there was still a certain risk of taking it out and exchanging it for money.

Because he does not have a reasonable explanation for the appearance of these things.

It’s okay to use it once or twice to cash in, but you can also lie that you have gained accidentally or accumulated wealth before. If you have too many times, even if you are stupid, you have to doubt whether he has any special secrets or mysterious channels.

Due to the existence of the church, Charles doesn't seem to have to worry that the two people in front of him and the forces behind them have ideas about it, but what if it is the church itself?

What if the church itself discovered his secret?

Will they still maintain such kindness now?

Shire dared not gamble.

Therefore, in order not to happen, his behavior is basically the last time he has cashed out - at least it is the last time before a reasonable explanation is found.

With the blessing of the tongue of oath, Shire's words and deeds were not fake at this time, so the old man did not doubt anything, but just shook his head unfortunately.

"Okay, let me call me how many there are in total. You can discuss the specific transaction details now. If the agreement cannot be reached, tell me again that you have a lot of choices, so you can be tougher, um."

He said, and glanced at Eddie and said, "As a member of the church, you probably don't need to be afraid that this Fiery Heart's mutt will be tricked into your gold pounds, so let go."

"Old man, be careful when speaking. What is a bastard?" Eddie muttered dissatisfiedly, but his eyes glared at the young man who was looking down and flipping through the booklet. Seeing his absent-minded look, he hurriedly suggested: "Okay, let's talk about the blood curse?"

"That's right." Charles raised his eyes and nodded.

"What does your church say?"

"It can be solved, but you have to wait for someone to come, so it will take some time." Shire was telling the truth, but his tone sounded so light that Eddie couldn't help but spat when he heard this.

"Fuck, just solve it if you want to solve it. It's good for your church."

"It's okay." Shire didn't actually think that he would be so happy when he went to find a monk, but he wouldn't explain anything to this person. He temporarily put the booklet in his hand back to the table. He asked curiously: "Are you afraid of the church?"

"I'm not afraid of being afraid." Eddie sat on the chair in front of the counter and moved his fat body, saying, "Everyone knows the principles of your church. In fact, as long as you don't deal with those dirty things, ordinary people will not mess with the church. So I'm not afraid of being purified by you one day, but." After a pause, the black uncle with a fat face grinned at Charles.

"It's better not to provoke or not."

"Why? I don't think we are really powerful. If you look at this matter, we can't solve it." Charles pretended to be helpless. It was half the truth and half a test.

No one noticed the implicit temptation in Charle's tone, so Eddie was very calm about it. Because of this rare big deal, the black fat man who was not a good temper was now full of patience. He snorted: "The church in Pita is really not very good, but it can't stand you having a backstage, and it's very united."

"Countless history has proved that the church must not be provoked. After beating the young, the old one was beaten away, and the older one was beaten away, and the older one was beaten away. Good guys, a group of old guys from the grandmothers came up, and they couldn't beat them anymore? Come on, summon an angel, summon a cavalry knight, how about the archangel? It's especially good to fight..."

"Fight up one by one, and finally forced your pope into anger. You can even play the trick of summoning the Lord of Thorns to the world. How do you think we can do this?"

“…”

God's punishment...?

Hearing the envy and jealousy in his tone, Charles didn't know what expression he had.

He secretly wanted to cry, but the person in front of him thought he should grin, so Charles tugged.

“So why don’t you join the church?”

"You think I don't want to? But when I know that the church is powerful, I'll have no choice."

"No choice? Those who learn other spells cannot join?"

"Of course, otherwise what do you think?"

"I thought anyone with the qualifications to cast can join." Shire said, and suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, can spells be cultivated together?"

"Part-to-practice? Of course, as far as I know, there are storm apostles who are proficient in Thunder and Lightning and Furious Winds in the Chauven Empire, and there are iron warlocks who drive flames and metals at the same time, and even further away... It is said that there are natural disaster shamans and demon priests who practice death and natural magic at the same time, but I have never seen it."

"Where is the church spell?"

"Church? Are you talking about practicing the divine arts of the church?"

"That's right."

"I think there should be, but I've never heard of it." Eddie said, and glanced at Shire suspiciously, "What are you asking about this? Can't the magic skills satisfy you? Do you want to play with other things?"

"It's possible, but I'm mainly because of this." Charles said, slapped a stack of brochures on the table. "These sets of secret texts are not the same as those I know..."

"Are you worried that these secret texts will not be used?"

Eddie sneered: "It seems that you have not received regular teaching yet. Okay, boy, let me teach you for your Bishop of Thorns. If you know the supporting spell, even the acid demon of Hell Frost can use any secret text here, because it belongs to the zero level."

"zero?"

"Even at your current level, you can also call it the starting zero, the cornerstone of everything, unlimited." Eddie said, feeling that the relationship between him and the current person had already reached almost the same level, so he coughed dryly and said, "Okay, there's a lot of talk. We should talk about the serious matters, about your sister..."

What Charles asked was almost the same, so he easily diverted his attention. "How are you going to extend your life?"

"I can use spells to steal the fire of life to keep your sister's spiritual flame from extinguishing. Although there are certain side effects, it is the safest and has no sequelae."

“What side effects?”

"During the period when she maintains her spirituality, you must keep an indefinitely guarding the fire. If the fire is extinguished during this period, then your sister will die completely, and there is still..."

"what else?"

"This spell can only last for 12 days. Once the time comes, even if the fire does not go out, you must take the initiative to blow it out."

"Why?"

"Because the red furnace will find that I'm stealing its power, and then I will follow the clues to find me on my head. Of course, if this happens, it will first swallow your sister completely, so you must remember this rule."

"What is the Red Furnace?"

"It is the source of our strength."

"us?"

"It's us, not you."

As he said, Eddie said a little impatiently: "Okay, boy, you just need to know that I have the ability to sustain your sister's life for 12 days. In terms of side effects, you can also take turns to guard the servants, which should have no effect on you. What do you think?"

"It sounds like it's OK, so the price?"

Hearing this, Eddie grinned, then turned to look at the old man in the watch shop.

"There are 132.75 pounds in total, and after settlement, there are 1,328 gold pounds." said the old man.

Upon hearing this, the black uncle turned his head and said, "The price is half of this amount."

"664 gold pounds?" Shire thought for a while and looked at the old man in the watch shop.

“Do I have a better choice?”

"If you're willing to pay a big price, Eddie's approach is the most appropriate."

"Okay." Charles replied, and then he didn't plan to continue to stutter. He looked at the fat black man and nodded slowly with his smiling expression.
Chapter completed!