The high-pitched and excited shouts of the goblins made several trading tower administrators who were communicating with them look helpless on their faces, smiling bitterly as if they were explaining.
But the tallest old goblin had a look of sadness and anger on his green and bluish face, and the other goblins standing beside him seemed to be protecting him.
After looking at Raymond for a moment, he lost interest. With a frown, he walked directly through the crowd towards the spiral staircase, preparing to enter the fourth floor of the trading tower.
With the clear guidance of the chip, when Raymond stood on the fourth floor, he quickly found the store selling these two spells according to the instructions of the chip.
By a very coincidence, this store turned out to be the same store located in the corner of the fourth floor of the trading tower, where Raymond had previously purchased the "Death Coil" improved spell.
It was still the same old man from last time. He was dozing off on the counter in the corner. Without alerting the old man, Raymond went straight into the store to search.
On the rows of wooden shelves, there are still a large number of memory light balls.
Along the aisles between the deliberately arranged bookshelves, Raymond quickly found the two spells he needed on the organized shelves.
But when Raymond appeared at the end of the wooden frame, the old man who had been dozing just now had already sat up straight and was waiting.
"Two." Raymond took out his waist bag and prepared to pay.
But the old man in this shop didn't look at the magic crystal card handed over by Raymond. Instead, he stared at him and shouted in horror. "Oh my God! You actually advanced?"
Hearing the sound, Raymond was startled.
The old man quickly stood up from the counter, stared at Raymond with suspicious eyes, followed him and walked out of the counter, put one hand on his chest and saluted. "Congratulations on your advancement, old man, I will need you in the future
I call you my lord..."
There was a hint of relief in the sigh, but Raymond felt desolate and helpless from the old man's words.
With inexplicable emotions in his eyes, the old man of the store became more respectful, walked backwards back to his counter, and said cheerfully. "As per the old rules, I'll give you the discount from last time!"
Raymond, who paid the magic crystal card in full and did not leave, asked about what was happening in the trading tower hall.
The old man from the store with a smile on his face introduced him.
It turns out that the goblins on the first floor of the trading tower were tribes that had just moved to the Hongze Wetland. They suffered several raids by abyssal creatures and were eventually forced to leave their original home.
I don’t know where these goblins lived before. They were once a large tribe with millions of people, but now it seems that there are only less than tens of thousands of people left. They entered the Hongze Wetland area last week.
The reason for the current dispute is that other surrounding goblin tribes have inexplicable hostility towards this once large tribe, so they came here for help and wanted to exchange some supplies for help from the Wizard Academy.
"There are more than three million goblins living around Hongze Wetland!" The old shop owner with a sympathetic face lowered his voice and sighed with emotion. "If the wizard college does not accept their conditions, there will only be less than 100,000 of these.
Foreign goblins will be exterminated."
The story of the old man in the shop made Raymond frown. After saying goodbye politely, he stopped when he came to the spiral staircase.
The dispute that is taking place in the trading tower hall, according to the current situation, is about to be a bloody tragedy, and it will be decided by the Wizard Academy of Hongze Wetland.
Giving help to these fleeing goblins can gain the support of this goblin tribe, but it will offend other surrounding goblin tribes.
But not giving them help is equivalent to allowing them to be exterminated.
After pondering for a moment, Raymond lifted his feet and walked down the stairs with a smile. Such a problem should not be considered by him at the moment. No matter what decision the Wizard Academy finally made, Raymond would have no choice.
"It's unfounded to worry!" Raymond murmured and smiled bitterly as he walked.
But just when Raymond was about to go down to the lobby on the first floor of the trading tower, a desolate and sad and angry roar came from the center of the lobby.
"Asuma! Yuna..."
Although the pronunciation of the Ancient Toris language is clear, it seems a bit strange, and the meaning represented by these fragments symbolizes death in the Ancient Toris language.
The condescending Raymond immediately stopped and quickly asked the chip to expand his vision. His vision blurred for a moment and everything in the center of the hall appeared in Raymond's sight.
The radiant green goblins surrounded the elder in the center, and standing in front of them was Vice President Elton of the Wizarding Academy.
The young and strong goblins all have angry faces, while the faces of the older people protected by them in the center have sadness and despair.
The noisy noise made it impossible for Raymond to hear their conversation, but Vice President Elton's stern expression showed that the Wizarding Academy had made a decision.
The elder goblin, with a sad and desperate look on his face, suddenly raised his arms high and shouted again loudly. "Asuma! Yuna..."
And as the goblin elder's shout echoed, all the noise in the hall disappeared.
In Raymond's feeling, a huge momentum emerged from these ugly goblins, and an inexplicable bloody and depressing atmosphere immediately appeared in the hall of the trading tower.
Raymond, who was affected by this, immediately frowned because this inexplicable aura made him feel palpitations.
"Presumptuous!" Vice President Elton shouted loudly and became angry.
But all the goblins standing around the older goblin suddenly took out the daggers at their waists and slashed them on the neck with their backhand.
In an instant, more than a dozen ugly goblin heads flew up, with despair and resentment in their eyes, leaving their respective bodies.
And from their headless chests, the green blood rising into the sky was like a fountain, splashing in all directions.
Shocked exclamations sounded from the hall, and countless chaotic energy fields immediately appeared in the hall of the trading tower.
Most people backed away in shock, leaving the center of the originally crowded hall empty.
But Vice President Elton had a powerful protective force field appearing all over his body. His eyes became cold and he did not speak. Instead, he stared coldly at the tragedy that happened in front of him.
The only elderly goblin who had not committed suicide, after looking at Vice President Elton for a moment, he slowly sat on the ground with his neck held high, and chanted sadly in the ancient Thorisian language. "Mother Asuma."