Chapter 519: The black eats the black

I glanced at the dwarf seat not far away with confusion, and found that the dwarves who came with Muradin had puzzled eyes as he rushed away.

Even if this old guy has something important to do, he should come back here first to say hello to everyone and go through the motions. Could it be that he has been the Dwarf King for a long time and has become stupid and has forgotten even the most basic common sense?

Not long after coming out of the arena space, two wretched figures suddenly emerged from a corner and waved to Muradin. The guys first looked around vigilantly like an underground party. After confirming that no one was there, they quickly turned around and walked in.

corner.

The two sneaky figures inside, if you look closely, are the old drunkard Kasha and the miser Farah, plus the penniless Muradin, this may be the most stingy combination in the first world, and there is a strong smell.

The aura of stinginess and poverty soared straight into the sky from above their heads. It was an overwhelming sky, with no light from the sun and the moon, and even ghosts and gods were frightened by it.

"How's it going? You've got the money, please bring me my share." As soon as he came in, Muradin couldn't wait to reach out to Farah.

"Why are you so anxious? Don't worry, you will be indispensable." Farah looked at Muradin, whose eyes almost turned into gold coins, with disdain.

"I'm not in a hurry in the hands of others, but in the hands of an old guy like you, I have to be. If I hold it for you for just one more second, I might be swallowed." Muradin rolled his eyes at his old enemy, not to be outdone.

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"Okay, you two, stop quarreling and settle things quickly so that you don't have a long night and a lot of dreams while Akara is busy." Kasha on the other side couldn't stand it any longer and urged.

Hearing Akara's name, Farah also shrank her neck. If her prediction skills were accidentally discovered, then all her efforts this time would be in vain.

Thinking like this, he took out a small sack in his hand and opened it. Suddenly, the light of gems leaked out from inside, illuminating the faces of the three people with colorful colors. Their pupils gradually enlarged and their breathing became rapid.

"I exchanged all the gold coins for gems. There are a total of seventy-three broken gems, three cracked gems, and there are eight hundred and twenty-seven gold coins left... What are you looking at? Although I am stingy, but I can't get enough of this kind of gold coins.

We haven’t finished the work yet, I’ll just show you the bill later.”

As Farah spoke, he glared at Muradin and Kasha who were looking at him suspiciously.

"As agreed upon in advance, there are five short winter melons, three for me, and two for the old drunkard." As he said that, Farah began to separate the gems one by one.

"Why am I the least?"

Although 20% was a huge income, enough for Kasha to drink fine wine for more than ten years, she still muttered a few words unwillingly.

"You have to know, but thanks to my manipulation in the lottery, otherwise, the short winter melon would have met opponents like Carlos and the others. The eyes of the adventurers would be very bright. How many people do you think would buy the wrong thing? That's

You won’t make a penny.”

"Tch, you think I don't know?" Farah looked at Kasha with contempt while weighing the gems.

"If it weren't for Akara's instructions and the courage that gave you, you wouldn't dare to mess with the draw of the top 16. You guys are just going along with the flow and enjoying the results. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?"

It seemed that Farah's words had hit the point. Kasha muttered a few words and then stopped.

"It's unfair that I'm the one to blame." As soon as Kasha finished speaking, Muradin smacked his lips and then complained.

"You have to know that among the three of us, I suffered the most. I made such a embarrassing portrait, deliberately made a fool of myself when I went on stage, and was ridiculed. If I hadn't won by luck and earned some face, I wouldn't have known how to return to my clan.

If you go there, what will happen if you are ridiculed by that brat?"

"It's true that you have the biggest loss, but if I didn't operate behind the scenes, draw a portrait and publicize it to make adventurers look down on you, and there wouldn't be an old drunkard playing tricks on the lottery, you think it would be enough for just one silver coin of yours.

How can you win so much money with a worthless face? The relationship between wisdom and human resources is also an investment, you know?"

Farah snorted a few words, Muradin rubbed his sour nose dissatisfied and remained silent.

It turns out that starting from the portrait of Muradin who made a fool of himself after drinking, there was a big conspiracy. Farah organized the Mages Guild, released the portraits and information of the top 16, secretly belittled Muradin, and made the adventurers side with Naais, and then

Make a lot of money gambling.

"The amount seems a bit small. Most of it was earned by Muradin from this game. How about Wu boy? Didn't you say that he can also earn a lot from his game? Why is it so small?"

Kasha scratched her burgundy shawl hair and asked in confusion.

"This is also a miscalculation on my part." Farah, who was counting the gems, suddenly sighed and said, then took out the list and handed it to the two of them.

"What's going on? How come so many adventurers bought that brat to win?" When the two of them saw it, they suddenly became depressed.

"I was also surprised. Logically speaking, that guy is only level 39 and does not have a special profession. Against Hadamas, a werewolf special profession at level 55, not many people would buy him to win.

"

As the other two nodded in agreement, Farah pinched his gray mage beard and said painfully.

"That's right. If I didn't know the details about Mr. Wu, even I wouldn't think he could win." Kasha said, shaking the wine bottle in his hand, taking a big sip, and then spitting out a

It smells like white mist and alcohol.

"That's the problem. Later, I inquired secretly and found out what was going on." Farah sighed and continued.

"A small part of the people who bought that kid to win, about one-fifth, were motivated by the league's reputation. As the league's seeded players, even if they knew they would lose, they would still buy a deal. This number is more than

I expected a little more, but it’s nothing.”

"But what I didn't expect was that the boy's popularity would be so good. From the camp to Harrogas, he seems to have a lot of good friends. Four-fifths of them have met him.

His strength, or bought by adventurers who had fought alongside him. In the end, not only did we not make any profit from his game, but we lost hundreds of gold coins. It was really a mistake."

After listening to this, Kasha and Muradin also sighed together. This can't be blamed on Farah. The three of them ignored it. In order to complete Akara's mission, someone traveled all over the first world and had friends all over the world.

All over the world.

As for other games, for example, in the first game, the fox mage played against the elf archer. The strength of the two people was almost the same. There was no profit in such a battle. There was also the game between Carlos and the others. They obviously had overwhelming strength. In this way

There is no suspense in the competition. The adventurers have sharp eyes and it is not that easy to swindle money from their pockets.

"By the way, the remaining 827 gold coins will be taken out and divided later. Don't try to keep it all to yourself." The three of them were silent for a while, then paused before Muradin suddenly spoke.

"I'll give it to you later. Look at how poor you are."

Farah looked at Muradin with disdain, but secretly thought in his heart. Originally, he wanted to secretly embezzle the fractions of the hundreds of gold coins.

"Oh, are you sharing the gold coins? Can you also give me, an old woman, a share?" came a gentle voice with a smile from not far away.

"Go, go, don't even think about it!!"

As a senior Grandet, when the three of them saw that someone was so bold and dared to come to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, they instinctively turned around and shouted angrily in unison.

Then, the brain began to analyze the composition of the sound, and came to the conclusion that "this sound sounds very familiar." Invariably, the movements of the three people were fixed on the spot as if they were petrified, and the rain of haxaul was left on their foreheads.

Sweat.

You bastard, you are still a great master, why didn’t you notice she was coming?

Farah rolled her eyes and gave Kasha a fierce look.

Haven't you discovered it yet?

Kasha's eyes were not to be outdone.

Originally, with their strength, it was impossible not to detect the footsteps of the other party. The only blame was that the three of them were obsessed with money and were blinded by gems, and the footsteps of the other party were indeed a bit "cat".

After a while, Akara, who was leaning on crutches, emerged from the grass directly opposite and looked at the three of them with a smile.

"What are you three doing together in this remote place?"

"Hahaha, let's... squat here... chat, talk about our ideals..."

Kasha responded incoherently. Even though he knew that Akara could not see his eyes, he subconsciously moved his stiff body to block the light of the gem behind him.

"Oh? I also want to know what great ideals you three big shots are talking about. Can you tell me, old woman?" Akara took a few steps forward gently, the smile on his face unchanged.

"Ahem, of course it's about how to defeat the army of hell..." Farah coughed a few times and said righteously, but under Akara's gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"You guys have made a lot of money this time." After a pause, Akela stopped teasing the three of them and directly pierced the layer of paper.

Hearing Akara's words, even though they knew they couldn't hide it from the moment she appeared, Farah and Kasha still held on to a tiny bit of hope. When they heard this, they lowered their heads in despair.

"Farah, you really know how to use those mages to make something like this, which is a waste of precious paper and ruins the atmosphere of our alliance."

After changing his tone, Akara's expression became serious, and he took out a stack of thick papers. These papers were the portraits of the top 16, including the funny portrait of Muradin who was drunk and jumped on the bar table to dance.

was stacked first.

"Although I guess this was probably with Muradin's consent, other dwarves would feel uncomfortable if they saw it and knew it was our alliance. Do you know?"

Akara glanced at Farah indifferently, and her tone softened, but the pressure on people was even greater.

Muradin on the side shook his beard and wanted to say that if he was exposed, he would explain it to the dwarves. With his character and notorious reputation among the dwarves, those dwarves would eventually focus all their resentment on him.

I have no idea about the alliance.

However, after coming into contact with Akara's half-smiling eyes, he decided to keep his mouth shut. Now was definitely not a good time to come to Farah's rescue, and Muradin was also happy to see his old enemy look frustrated.

"I have indeed done something this time. I have admitted defeat and I can do whatever you want." Farah shrugged his head, looking like he was appointed.

"Well, I won't confiscate your gem. You can use it to provide research materials for the Mage Guild." After a moment of pause, Akara turned solemnly and smiled again.

"No problem, I'll just do it."

Farah suddenly brightened up and nodded in response. He was not like the old alcoholic Kasha, who drank and ate meat every day, made drunken troubles, and spent a lot of money. If there was an experiment in hand, it would be no problem for him to eat weed noodles for three meals.

Most of the money in his own pocket was used for experimental research. It made no difference to Akara to do this.

It's just that using it as your own money for experimental research and using it as confiscated punishment for experimental research, although the results are the same, the meaning is still slightly different. A stingy person like Farah still feels a little disappointed.

It's rare to make so much money at once, and it's gone without even covering your pockets.

"As for Kasha, you..."
To be continued...