Chapter 39 Freeloading Makes Me Happy (early morning)

Hermann’s death warning has not been resolved, and the inspector of the Eternal Freedom Sect has arrived... Even Ron couldn’t help but feel a little headache.

Since Herman wanted to kill me, the killer he found was definitely not a piece of trash.

As for the Inspectors of the Eternal Freedom Sect, needless to say, they are all similar to Virgil...especially one who Elsa specifically mentioned as a powerful Inspector.

This means that he is probably a leader among the thirty-six inspectors, and his strength may be even stronger than Bishop Virgil.

If the two groups show up together, it will be absolutely terrible.

Even though Ron's strength was getting stronger and stronger, he couldn't help but look solemn.

I am a little villain, and my life is really miserable. If I could be reincarnated as a big BOSS, maybe the ending would still be bad, but at least I wouldn't be so embarrassed because of these small enemies.

Also, this Eternal Freedom Sect is really unreasonable. You guys forcibly abducted me here, and if I refuse, you actually consider me apostasy? Is there still justice? Is there still law? Ron complained in his heart.

"gentlemen?"

Morimo's voice sounded nearby.

Ron exhaled slightly, and his originally slightly solemn face returned to its original gentleness: "This one will do."

An innocent smile appeared on Morimo's face: "Hello, eight hundred gold coins!"

Ron leaned back subconsciously.

Even though Ron already knew what kind of person Morimo was, he was still shocked by this number.

Eight hundred?

Why don't you go and rob it? Morimo seemed to feel that the price he offered was a little high. He thought that the young master had a female companion by his side, and for the sake of face, he might grit his teeth and be the big victim.

However, it seems that this gentleman doesn't buy it.

He was very thick-skinned and didn't look embarrassed at all. He casually spread out his hands and said, "Sir, you know, we are doing a deal, and a deal is done through bargaining."

It makes perfect sense, and is totally irrefutable.

Ron was slightly satisfied: "Twenty gold coins!"

Morimo looked at Ron with awe, he knew he had met his match this time.

I have encountered people who bargained halfway up the mountain, but this is the first time I have encountered someone who bargained at the heels.

"Sir, your price is too outrageous." Morimo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Twenty gold coins can't even buy this piece of iron wood... Seven hundred and fifty gold coins, no less."

"Eighty." Ron stopped joking and blurted out another number.

"Seven hundred."

"eighty……"

"Six hundred and five?"

"eighty……"

Morimo's lips began to tremble. "Sir, you don't bargain like this. If you do this, we can't discuss this business. In your mind, is the work of Master Odysseus only worth eighty gold coins? What's more, this is a rare edition and has great collection value!"

Ron said, "I want to buy a weapon, not a work of art... If you want to emphasize its collection value, I suggest you take it to an auction house. If someone really appreciates its artistic value, it might be sold for eight thousand, not to mention eight hundred gold coins."

Are you kidding? Did his money come from the wind?

That was something I worked hard to get, it wasn't easy.

There's no way he could spend a penny more.

This is not stinginess, this is thriftiness! "I don't deny the skills of Master Odysseus. Nowadays, the whole world believes that dwarven craftsmen are the most talented race in forging weapons and equipment. All well-known weapons are made by dwarves. But I believe... Master Odysseus's skills are in no way inferior to those of dwarven craftsmen."

Ron saw from the corner of his eye that a head full of white hair quietly emerged from the back hall.

The familiar figure made him emphasize his tone: "No, Master Odysseus is better than the dwarf craftsman."

The white-haired head nodded vigorously, and his wrinkled face was full of joy.

"Because Master Odysseus is a human, he understands humans better than dwarf craftsmen and can forge weapons that are more suitable for human physiques."

"It's a pity for those ignorant people who only know to admire the empty reputation of the dwarf craftsman, but don't know that there is a true master here. This is simply a loss for all mankind."

Ron was filled with righteous indignation, and seemed quite dissatisfied with the current treatment of Master Odysseus!

Morimo secretly said in his heart that it was bad and wanted to stop him, but Ron would not give him any chance to speak: "It's just that although I admire Master Odysseus, I am not stupid."

"Although this weapon is purple and excellent, you must understand that it is a staff, not a hammer."

"Its magic attack power is only a pitiful four points. How dare you sell such a weapon for eight hundred gold coins? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Damn, isn't this what you wanted? Hard and heavy enough to smash someone's head? You didn't even ask for magic attack power, right?

Morimo wanted to explain, but a figure quickly rushed out from behind. Morimo's eyes went dark. It was over. The commission that was about to reach his lips was gone.

He was a short but very strong old man. Although his hair and beard were all white, he was still full of energy. He rushed to Ron like a gust of wind and grabbed Ron's hand: "Little brother, you have good vision."

"Those damn idiots, idiots with their eyes in their asses..."

"How dare you say I'm not as good as those dwarfs, idiots, all of them are a bunch of idiots."

"You're right. This is just my failed product. The price of 800 gold coins is really too outrageous. I'll give this weapon to you, little brother."

In the dim light, one seemed to be able to hear Morimo's wailing. For Morimo, if he didn't make money, then he had lost money.

Ron was a little shy: "Master, how can I be so embarrassed..."

Having said that, Ron had no intention of letting go of the ironwood staff.

Free sex really makes people happy!

Master Odysseus waved his hand casually, indicating that he didn't need to care at all. Ron's sincere praise made him feel very comfortable: "It's just a weapon. The last thing I lack is weapons. If it weren't for the huge age gap between us, I would have wanted to recognize you as my brother."

"Oh, brother Odysseus, you are too polite. Age is never a problem. From now on, you are my brother."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Good brother."

Seeing the appearance of Ron and Odysseus, Irelia beside them opened her mouth slightly. For the first time, she realized that her lover was so... so shameless? At this time, Odysseus also looked at Irelia. Because of Ron, he also liked Irelia very much: "Is this little girl your girlfriend? It really is a perfect match."

Odysseus rubbed his hands, then took out a silver-covered magic book from his storage ring: "Brother, I don't have anything good here, so I'll give you this magic book as a gift."

Morimo was in tears. How could he survive like this? Ron took a look. Purple was excellent... Although it was also purple, it was obviously much better than the staff in his hand. It was close to epic. Its additional attributes were almost all mana-enhancing. It was very suitable for a sage like Irelia who needed to consume a lot of mana.

This magic book, if it meets the right person, might actually be able to be sold for eight hundred gold coins, which is more than all of Ron's assets.

Ron kept winking at Irelia, who looked strange, but eventually took the magic book and said sweetly, "Thank you, Brother Odysseus."

Odysseus was overjoyed and smiled from ear to ear.

Even though he gave away two purple weapons of excellent quality for free, Odysseus was very happy.

I came here to buy a weapon, but I didn't expect to get more than I thought. Ron took a deep breath and said, "Irelia, stay here and don't move. I'm going to buy a bottle of wine and have a drink with Brother Odysseus. I'll be back soon."

It's almost time to deal with those trash under Hermann. He doesn't want to delay and let the three killers and the patrol officers show up at the same time.

Ron walked towards the door, and with the help of the half-open door, he continued to place strengthening stones on the ironwood staff.

The lips moved gently:

"Praise the damn goddess of dawn!"

The successfully enhanced white light was covered by the sunlight outside the door. No one knew that the weapon in Ron's hand was becoming more and more exaggerated.

[Ironwood Staff: Purple is excellent, it was born for killing! ]

[Enhancement Level: 13]

[Magic Attack +74]

[Physical Attack +2163]

[Additional special attributes; Strength +98]

[Additional special effect: Physical damage bonus 10%]

[Additional special effect: Armor-breaking - all defenses are nothing in front of it.]

[Additional special effect: Berserker - When the holder uses the staff to attack directly, there is a chance to cause double damage.]

[Additional special requirements: Strength value is greater than 500. ]

[Go destroy, go destroy, when you can pick up this weapon, you will find that magic is so insignificant! ]

Because it is only a purple weapon, the attack multiplier of the enhancement and thirteen-increase is not as exaggerated as that of epic equipment, but the basic value is high enough.

Among the three additional effects, there is even a negative effect, but 500 strength points are no pressure for Ron, a genuine wizard and priest.

As for the Armor Breaker and Berserker, they are born purely for killing.

Now, even Virgil might not be able to withstand a random attack from him? At the same time, in the attic opposite, pairs of eyes were fixed on the figure heading out the door.

Boning Knife Marty grabbed the dagger tightly, and Space Slash Eden held the long sword at his waist tightly! Herman's voice sounded:

"Get started!"

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