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Chapter 94: Merchants Never Miss

"I won't go. There must be some zombies or ghosts in there. I'll just be a hindrance if I go."

Facing the pitch-black tomb, Hebi retreated. She was indeed afraid, but the main reason was that she would not be able to gain anything in the tomb.

It's not auspicious to sell something like that, and selling it would lower the Chamber of Commerce's credibility. Therefore, the Chamber of Commerce generally won't sell or purchase items from tombs.

"If there were monsters like ghosts that can penetrate the body, the Arcadia people living here would have been harassed to the point of being unable to bear it. They can't be undead. The bodies of the Silver Clan are extremely sacred. Not to mention transforming into undead, they can even destroy them."

Blaze picked up Herbie and told her to give up the idea of running away.

"You'd better come in with us."

"What are you doing?! It's rare for me to be so considerate and not cause trouble!"

Hebie struggled in dissatisfaction. No matter how she danced, her hands couldn't touch Blaze, and her feet couldn't touch the ground.

"The formality is that meeting the Silver King requires a sense of ceremony. Audrey Arcadia represents the descendants of the Silver Clan, the stranger represents Greenland, the blessed one represents me, and the ordinary Arcadian people represent you."

"As for the words inside..."

Blaze leaned close to Herbie's ear and whispered.

"I think you want to stay out there and meet the strangers who are looking for Audrey and make a deal with them. Let me think... a ticket to meet Audrey."

Cold sweat broke out on Herbie's face. Audrey, who had already stepped one foot into the grave, was looking at them with suspicion.

"Hey hey hey~" Herbie turned his head, like a little fox that was caught, but showed a smiling and harmless expression.

"Do you know how much it costs to meet the Everqueen of Camelot? Either you sneak in and become a wanted criminal, or you slay a dragon. Compared to that, meeting Audrey only requires completing a few insignificant commissions. Besides, I know how much."

"I won't attack the foreigners who participated in the liberation of Arcadia. On the contrary, I will provide them with many preferential activities and intelligence."

"You're so generous because you know these people are either high-potential individuals or already renowned and powerful foreigners, and you want to establish long-term cooperation with them."

Although Herbie is eccentric, after seeing Herbie's true face behind his thousand faces many times, Blazer can more or less guess Herbie's purpose.

"If you promise not to cheat strangers, I'll let you go."

"I promise! I've already contacted the Chamber of Commerce, and they'll be sending the contract over soon. I'll show you a copy then."

Herbie raised his right hand and swore solemnly.

Just in case, Blaze turned Herbie around to make sure Herbie's other hand wasn't making a gesture behind his back saying, "What I just said doesn't count."

"Well, if strangers come in, we really need someone to deal with them. We can't let them come in vain."

Blaze had no choice but to release the little fox back into the wild.

Herbie landed on his toes first, then jumped forward a few times with a whoosh, put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin towards the tomb with a smile.

"go Go!"

"You have to be careful." Blaze emphasized worriedly. He still remembered the group of people who wanted to harm Herbie.

Herbie's hands clenched subconsciously behind his back, but his expression remained unchanged.

She pointed towards the distance.

"See? Those guards of the [Hermes's Brigade] are all blessed ones."

Blaze took a look. Sure enough, it was called Hermes's Traveling Hat. Most of the people were around Level 80, and their classes were nowhere to be seen.

This incident also shows that [Hermes's Traveling Hat] cares a lot about Audrey, the new lord and the strangers from Arcadia, and wants to actively reach cooperation.

"If you encounter danger, just shout, or..."

"I'll stay." Chicken felt helpless about Blaze's gossip, shook his head and landed on Herbie's shoulder.

"That's good." Blaze's eyes lit up. He just felt that the atmosphere between Chicken and Herbie had been a bit stiff recently, so it would be nice to give them a chance to be alone.

"Then have a good chat."

Blaze couldn't wait to leave and walked into the tomb with light steps.

Herbie's smile dropped as soon as Blaze disappeared, and he turned to face the shadows as if the chicken on his shoulder didn't exist.

"There's going to be a big deal coming up, so put off what the other partners want to tell me."

The shadows looked at each other, took out a box, opened it, and turned to Herbie.

Inside were stacks of contracts.

It had been only half an hour since Belsinman was defeated and the Great Bell of Creation had rung, and Hermes's Traveling Hat had already prepared everything.

"Okay." Herbie twisted his neck and whispered.

"While I'm still in power, I should fight for something for my good friends."

The chicken heard Herbie's mumbling, lowered its head, and used its beak to help Herbie press down the hair that had stood up during his struggle.

"Huh huh huh~"

Herbie's lips curled up, the little commotion in her head causing her to smile genuinely.

……

Inside the mausoleum, or to be more precise, inside the chest of the statue of the former Silver Prince.

Blaze, Greenland, and Audrey were figuring out the route.

Greenland, who had extensive experience in tomb robbing, walked in front, poking the ground with the branch staff in his hand to test for traps.

Originally, Greenland wanted to use the [Death Druid] skill to summon zombie animals to explore the way, but as soon as they were summoned, they were purified by an inexplicable aura.

This was probably the effect of the sacred body of Lycaon, the Silver King, a true Silver Clan. As Blaze had said, the bodies of true Silver Clan members remained sacred even in death.

Because this mausoleum was once a werewolf statue dedicated to the Silver Prince, it is mostly composed of stones piled together and covered with glowing moss over the years.

After confirming that this place was safe, Greenland began to concentrate on... collecting the surrounding plants.

However, because she was a death druid, these plants that grew in the sacred aura and emitted silver light became aggressive the moment she approached, directly burning Greenland's cat's paws.

Obviously, occupation also has an impact on obtaining props.

The cat ears on Greenland's head drooped, and he looked at the flowers on the wall with tearful eyes.

"Speaking of which, Miss Greenland, you said before that when you were saving the world, you entered the tombs of heroes and took their weapons to save the world."

Audrey picked the flower and handed it to Greenland.

"Why bury equipment that can defeat monsters underground? Wouldn't it be better to give it to someone else and continue to use it to save the world?"

Greenland happily took the flowers, complaining at the same time.

"Yeah, why bury it? And set up so many traps and put props next to the body? Why not just stick it on the stake?"

Greenland complained bitterly, and at the same time, as if he had discovered a new world, he pestered Audrey to help him pick the sacred plant.

Blaze, who was walking behind, became confused. Regarding the legend of the Silver King Lycaon, the most important point that could not be ignored was.

Lycaon, the Silver King, was the first to be transformed into a beast and the first blasphemer.

Why does his body still exude a sacred aura?

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