Chapter 398

"The protection fee has been charged!"

In the picture, a few strong men in vests and full of flesh come to the room where the demons are in, and smile grimly.

They are less than level 2, but there are as many as seven of them.

Lott looked at the picture with a dignified face, and then asked, "is this how tramps have been blackmailed by these gangsters all the time? The consuls know? "

System: "I know. According to the consul's explanation, this is the only way to stimulate the mood of vagrants, otherwise they will be in a state of muddling about all day long

As long as they stand up and fight, they will be beaten, but at least let them have resentment, revenge, or whatever, and let them have a reason to leave here.

This is the understanding of the consuls. After all, there are so many factories outside. You can earn 600 gold a day by working in any assembly line, so you can leave here. Why do you have to stay here and be bullied?

"It's true to say that, but there are always some people who want to escape from the bottom of their lives... Are there any women hurt?" Asked Lott.

System: "at present, there are no female vagrants living here. The three witches you see are the only women here."

It seems that women are much stronger than men.

Lott: let the Knights get through

System: "good Lord."

In the picture, three witches are suddenly awakened.

Then I saw a group of big men rush into the room and grin at them.

The girls didn't talk nonsense. They raised their short staff and threw out a series of magic.

It's a pity that there are so many people on the other side. Even if we split the front two, a group of guys behind will rush up.

It's going to kill the witches.

In this flash of light, a figure stood in front of them, and then a flash of lightning crackled, all the hooligans became a pile of burnt corpses on the ground.

After a while, all disappeared and went back to life.

The witches sat on the bunk and looked at the knight in silver and white armor with a yellow mouse on his shoulder.

"Thank you... Thank you..." one of them said quickly.

The death knight glanced back and disappeared.

Looking at the bewitched women in the picture, Lott can't help feeling: "hero saves beauty, this kind of stereotyped bridge will never be out of date no matter what. Let the magician go over and see if he can make the leaves

System: "yes."

In the picture, just as the witches recover from their fright, a figure appears again in the room, a magician in black robe.

"Not hurt, ladies?" The magician turned to look at them and asked.

The magicians looked at him blankly. It took quite a long time for them to recover. This warlock and the knight just now are local law enforcers.

"My adult wants to talk to you." As the warlock said, he took out a disk, and Lott's hologram appeared on it.

"Good evening, ladies." Lott looks at the demons in the picture and says hello.

Since you want the leaves of the world, then simply point, no cover up waste of time.

The girls just out of danger were a little surprised to see the virtual image of Lott, because they instinctively thought that there should be only one person who can send the local law enforcement team in this city.

"Lord of the dungeon?" One of them asked carefully.

"Yes." Said Lott, smiling.

When the demons heard this, they were filled with shock and joy.

As soon as I came, I met a powerful Lord. It's really

In fact, in the eyes of the nobility, the witch is basically no different from the ordinary alchemist and adventurer - it's just that they spend money and then buy the corresponding services or props.

Every nobleman pays a different price and reputation, but the higher the nobleman, the higher the reputation. They basically disdain to take advantage of the adventurers.

On the contrary, those who are low-level love to haggle, this and that trouble constantly.

Among the senior nobles, the Lord of one side of the city pool is the highest level.

But they basically have special alchemists, pharmacists or guards with knives around them. They don't have to contact with witch adventurers.But occasionally there are some special cases, and the Lords are quite generous.

Therefore, it is a very glorious thing to get an interview or even a commission from the Lord of one power. The Lord will give special rewards for the excellent completion of the task, regardless of the money.

In front of them, the level of the apprentices is not high. What is suitable for them is to take on the tasks given by some ordinary nobles.

Now, the Lord of the underground city appears in front of them, which is a great opportunity.

"Thank you, my Lord." Among them, the oldest looking witch stood up and saluted.

She can see that if it was not for the Lord's order, the law enforcement officers estimated that they would not carry out on-site rescue so soon, and even whether they would appear in time is unknown.

"What are you doing here?" Asked Lott knowingly.

The witches looked at each other, but the elder sister said to Lotte humbly:

"Our tutor left ahead of time, because the alchemy experiment needs a lot of materials, so we plan to open a magic workshop here to take on some tasks and exercise our skills by the way."

"That's just right. I need an item. I hope you can help me find it." Said Lott.

A few people listen to, immediately spirit a burst, hurriedly ask what is the article.

"Leaves of the world tree." Lott said without hesitation.

This makes the demons a Leng, all look up at him.

Lott continued: "as long as you help me find the leaves of the world, I will be satisfied with any kind of high-level workshop you want. At the same time, I will give you 10 million as a reward. How about that?"

"10 million?"

A few people took a breath.

They've never heard of this amount in their lives.

10 Ten thousand gold has already reached the top of the sky, and the ten thousand gold they brought is the lifelong property of their tutor.

"How?" Lott asked further.

The witches looked at each other and finally said that they needed some time to discuss.

Lott nodded and agreed to let the warlock go out and wait.

On the big screen, the witches discuss fiercely whether they want to sell their leaves.

Lott himself, on the other hand, sat idly with his legs crossed, drinking coffee.

Just then, he heard a familiar group of nouns: babvis.

Sheepskin?

The witches don't talk anymore.

Look at each other and finally nod.

One of them went out and called the Warlock.

When the warlock came in and showed Lott's hologram to the magicians again.

The elder witch said: "dear Lord, we can get the leaves of the world for you, but please promise us one thing?"

"You said Lott nodded.

"Please kill for us the commander of the fenril branch of babvis here! If we can get its horn, we will give you precious leaves of the world. "