When Angel came to the eighth lane, looking at the wide and long streets bustling with people, it was hard to imagine that this was a so-called "lane".
Aren't alleyways deep paths? Or do the people at the Sandworm Market have some misunderstanding about "alleyways"?
With constant complaints in his heart, Angel walked into this spacious and lively eighth lane.
Although the lanes were different from what Angel had imagined, the lanes were so busy and had well-defined shops, which made it easier for Angel to find the house number.
No. 816, a seller of live sandworms.
No. 817, you can’t tell what is being sold from the outside, and there aren’t many people at the door.
No. 819, is... the Paradise Pavilion. Although Angel knows that Paradise Pavilions can be found everywhere, the appearance of the Paradise Pavilion here is made up of various entangled sandworms, which gives people a subtle feeling. This is for
Is it for people to entertain, or for sandworms to entertain?
Angel shook his head and continued forward. No. 820 was a small shop selling sandworm skins.
At this point, Angel suddenly froze for a moment and continued to look at 821, 822...the order of each house was very clear. However, Angel did not see No. 818!
Angel turned back to No. 817 and No. 819, hesitated between the two stores, and finally walked into No. 817.
Before, this store couldn't tell what it sold from the outside. When I walked in, I found that the shelves inside were full of various bottles and jars. However, these bottles and jars did not contain magic potions, but
Sandworm powder, and some sandworm carcasses preserved with preservatives.
"Sir, do you need anything?" The speaker was a middle-aged man with a mustache who was sitting behind the counter and was not dressed like a waiter, but rather like an elegant old aristocrat.
The middle-aged man with a mustache was just asking casually, but when he saw Dangros lying obediently on Angel's shoulder and unable to sense Angel's breath, his eyes immediately lit up.
He has always been very accurate in judging people. He can make elemental creatures surrender without leaking his own aura. There is more than 80% chance that he is an official wizard.
Everything in their shop that official wizards can take a fancy to is of great value, which means that this is a big fish!
The middle-aged man with a mustache thought of this, and immediately stood up and came over, with a smile on his face and said: "We have Echinacea sandworm powder here that has been specially processed by alchemists. It is an excellent casting material for earth magic. And Echinacea sandworm
, it’s just the medium materials we have here, as well as higher-level spell-casting materials. As long as the strength is enough, it will be no problem to release spells.”
After a pause, the middle-aged man with a mustache leaned into Angel's ear and whispered: "Moreover, we also have a treasure here, which is worth enough to be listed in the Mesoemia auction house."
The middle-aged man with a mustache had a great time and looked at Angel with expectant eyes. If he heard that the treasure had taken the bait, he would have made a lot of money this time. Even if he didn’t buy the treasure, he would buy other casting materials, as long as he
Spell level is also earned.
However, after waiting for a long time, the middle-aged man with a mustache heard Angel ask a question that had nothing to do with what he introduced.
"I'm not here to buy anything. I just want to ask, do you know where No. 818 is?"
The middle-aged man with a mustache instantly rolled his eyes in his heart... It turns out he was asking for directions! It was a waste of his enthusiasm.
The middle-aged man with a mustache returned to his seat angrily and lazily pointed to the side: "This is No. 817, and No. 818 is next to me."
Angel: "But next to it is No. 819."
The middle-aged man with a mustache yawned: "That means he has left temporarily. His shop is a magic cabin. You can take it with you."
"Then do you know where he went?"
"Who knows, I'm not familiar with him. That kid never likes to communicate with outsiders. When he opened the store, I went over and gave him a bottle of sandworm juice as a way to settle the relationship. As a result, he vomited directly, which made me so angry.
." The middle-aged man with a mustache became more and more excited as he spoke, and his brows were wrinkled into an inverted figure.
Angel was thinking silently in his heart, sandworm juice, what kind of dark food is this?
"If you don't want to buy anything, leave immediately and stop asking about that brat. The more I think about it, the angrier I get."
Angel didn't care about the other person's attitude and said, "Excuse me."
Then I walked out of this store.
After Angel left, the middle-aged man with a mustache tapped his knuckles on the table and murmured softly: "He doesn't feel like the wizards I know... Moreover, he
Go find Aesop’s disciple, maybe he is related to Aesop, who could he be?”
Angel didn't know that the previous shop owner was speculating on his identity. He was already standing at the door of No. 819.
Even just standing at the door of the Paradise Hall, you can smell the strong fragrance of powder.
Unlike the empty store door of 817, the door of 819 is filled with people. Everyone who goes in is full of hunger and thirst; those who come out have faces full of satisfaction.
Angel did not step into the door of No. 819, but came to a waiter at the door and asked him about No. 818.
At first, the waiter was indifferent, but after Angel casually threw half a magic crystal to him, his attitude immediately became attentive.
"No. 818, his store can't open for more than a few days a month... When he doesn't open his store, no one knows where he went..."
After taking the money, the waiter explained everything in detail. However, there was still not much information.
The store is only open a few days a month. There is no way he can wait here to see when he will open the store again? If he doesn't open the store for a month, isn't he wasting his time?
"Do you know any other news? Anything is fine." Angel continued to ask without giving up.
"I've told you most of what I know. It's basically nothing..." When the waiter said this, his tone suddenly paused.
Angel quickly asked: "Did you think of something?"
The waiter didn't hide anything: "I do think of some things, but they are all daily things."
"It's okay, you might as well talk about it."
Waiter: "Because I have been working at the door here, I can often see the situation over there at No. 818..."
What the waiter described was indeed daily life, which he had seen with his own eyes. He himself felt that it was of little value, because every shop here was full of people coming and going, and he had never entered No. 818, so it was useless to talk about it.
Nothing special.
However, the waiter himself did not realize it, but Angel captured a key message from his words.
——Wandering wizards often come and go from No. 818!
Aesop is a wandering wizard, and Aesop's disciples are naturally wandering wizards.
Wandering wizards are actually also called wilderness wizards, or loose wizards. The nickname may not sound good, but they are actually wizards without wizard organizations. Most of them do not have a clear-cut inheritance, but they are more free than wizards in wizard organizations.
There are actually a lot of wandering wizards. Many wizards often disguise themselves as wandering wizards when they go out. As a result, there was a proliferation of wandering wizards for a period of time.
And wandering wizards are not completely unorganized. As far as Angel knows, wandering wizards actually have groups to keep warm. Just like before, if they didn't dare to deal with Sanders, they could only find an underground meeting with the rats and ants Angel attacked.
It's made up of wandering wizards.
This type of group organization is very loose and does not have many restrictions or restrictions on freedom, so many wandering wizards are willing to join.
The largest grouping organization among them is the "Cross".
Angel didn't know whether the specific name was "Cross", and even some of the wandering wizards who joined it didn't know. The reason why it was called "Cross" was because they all had the logo of a black cross on their robes.
The Aesos whom Angel saw at the Star Pond ruins had a cross logo on his body.
Since Aesops is also a person of the "cross", his disciples should also be inseparable from the cross.
The cross should have a similar station or gathering place in the wizard's market. Maybe as long as you find the cross's stronghold, you can get news about Aesop's disciples.
The bases of wandering wizards are usually very secretive, and the waiters at the Paradise Hall probably don't know about them, but that's not necessarily true for the people inside the Paradise Hall.
Thinking of this, Angel nodded to the waiter and strode into the Paradise Pavilion.
...
Haven't tried any of the items in it, Angel****.
Although the Paradise Pavilion is mainly for entertainment, it is often a place for entertainment and a place where information is most circulated. Therefore, there will also be specialized people here who are responsible for buying and selling some information.
A few minutes later, Angel came to a gorgeously decorated room.
A woman with a graceful figure walked in. She was wearing a transparent tulle, and you could vaguely see a corset and a short skirt that were uneven and covered with various accessories.
Angel took one look and knew that this was a female apprentice who should have been injected with some type of siren blood. He had a touch of water vapor on his body and some unrefined spiritual charm.
The reason why it is said that it is not popular is because Angel once experienced the charm of Panasi Succubus in the abyss, and that kind of charm is really top-notch. Compared with Panasi Succubus, the charm of this female apprentice is that of a firefly and Panasi Succubus.
The difference between the sun.
"Put away your tricks, I'm just here to buy and sell information." Angel said in a deep voice.
The female apprentice, who was about to approach Angel, paused, then slowly walked to the opposite table and sat down.
This time, she did not release any more charm after sitting down. The lack of charm gave her a contrasting sense of holiness.
"Unfamiliar strong man, what are your needs?" A soft voice came from the other party's mouth.
To be continued...