The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

"Mr. Mage, you must save my son! He is my only son!"

Carlo's duck voice seemed a little noisy in the pharmacy.

The old wizard who was fiddling with bottles and jars frowned, and the lenses of the glasses on his nose reflected the cold light, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

"Okay, shut up. What did the snake that bit your son look like? Snakes of different severity require different antidotes. If it's a snake-shaped monster, it may also be cursed, so a scroll of dispelling magic is also needed."

Every word spoken by the old wizard turned into the sound of gold coins when entering Carlo's ears.

He knew he would have to spend a lot of money again.

But to save his son's life, he had no choice.

I could only bite the bullet and say, "It's a black snake, more than two meters long, with three red stripes on its head."

"That's the Scarlet-Striped Yetuo Snake." The old wizard said calmly, "Use a low-level antidote. It only costs 5 gold coins. I also suggest you get some ice cubes for your son. The antidote can only remove poison, because the saliva of the Scarlet-Striped Yetuo Snake can also cause fever all over the body."

"Five gold coins?! So expensive?"

Carlo was dumbfounded.

Where was he going to get five gold coins?

"The potions here are all the lowest in the market. You can go outside and ask around. No bargaining is accepted." After the old wizard finished speaking, he sat back in his seat, untied the wine jug at his waist and took a sip.

"Mr. Mage, can I buy on credit?"

Carlo pleaded pitifully: "I really don't have that much money, but I only have one son. What should I do if he is poisoned to death?"

The old wizard was too lazy to talk nonsense with Carlo.

He pushed up his glasses and said with a fake smile: "If you don't have money, get out!"

It is impossible for Carlo to confront the old wizard here. The wizard is of noble status and it doesn't matter even if he is killed. Besides, this is not Shijian Village, and his identity as the village chief has no meaning at all.

Anxiety and worry made a layer of cold sweat appear on Carlo's forehead.

Money, money!

He has to find a way to make money!

Just then he suddenly remembered the girl he saw when he entered the store.

Judging from the girl's attire, she should be a mage apprentice. Mage apprentices are probably wealthier, right?

I can always borrow five gold coins, right?

Thinking of this, he turned around and ran towards Irene who had already moved to the door.

He knelt on the ground with a plop, hugged Irene's feet, and cried loudly:

"Dear Miss Mage, please lend me five gold coins to save my poor son. I am the village chief of Shijian Village. I guarantee with my reputation that I will find a way to pay you back later!"

Chapter 38: A Confrontation for Money

Irene froze.

She was only one step away from the door of the pharmacy.

How come...

Carlo's voice was still chattering.

"Miss Mage, please be kind. I really only have this one son. How would I live if he died..."

Carlo talked about his son all the time and never mentioned his missing daughter.

As Irene panicked, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Perhaps for Carol, the only role of her daughter is to be a tool to make money.

Carlo might have looked for her after she disappeared, but he was definitely not concerned about his daughter's life or death, but whether she could still be sold to that cruel businessman.

The more Irene thought about it, the more she felt that the world was not worth living. She didn't say anything, but just tried to raise her head and pulled her feet hard to free herself from Carlo's hands. However, her strength was too weak. Carlo was an adult male after all. She tried several times to pull her feet back but failed.

"Miss Mage, please help me!"

As Carlo held it for a while, he felt something was wrong.

As the girl pulled her feet away, part of the wizard's robe was inevitably lifted up, and then Carlo saw a pair of shoes, a pair of shoes that belonged to his daughter alone. There was a flower and a butterfly embroidered on the black hemp shoes. These shoes were made for Irene by her mother. Irene only had this pair of shoes. The butterfly on it had been saved, and the black linen cloth was also showing signs of turning white from being washed clean.

I guess there is only one pair of this pair of shoes in the entire continent.

The girl's identity is about to be revealed.

Carlo looked up in surprise, although he only saw the girl's chin.

But he still recognized from some details that this was his missing daughter.

A wave of ecstasy filled Carlo's heart.

Now that Irene has been found, won’t we have the money?

Confusion and anger followed.

This unlucky guy clearly escaped from the Sunset Forest, but he didn’t go home?

Several meanings! ?

Is your home a den of dragons and tigers?

"Erin!!!" Carlo's sad expression disappeared, and he shouted arrogantly, "Erin, I have recognized you, don't hide it anymore! You unfilial daughter, do you still have eyes for me, your father and your brother?"

The old wizard behind the counter raised his head and watched the scene with interest. This was someone else's family affair and he didn't want to get involved, nor could he get involved, but that didn't stop him from watching for fun.

"Sir, please respect yourself. I don't know what you are talking about. I am not Irene."

Irene pulled her hat brim down in panic and tried to speak in a hoarse voice.

But Carlo had already stood up, pointing at her and sneering: "Bullshit! You jinx, I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes, you are really too proud, do you think you are a wizard just because you are wearing a wizard robe? I don't know how capable you are? Hurry up and take out the money you have on you, your brother was bitten by a poisonous snake and needs money!"

The first moment he recognized his daughter, Carlo didn't care how she escaped from the Sunset Forest.

He didn't care what his daughter went through in the Sunset Forest.

There is no warmth at all, and all they talk about is money.

Irene felt both pain and fear in her heart. She made up her mind and took advantage of the moment when Carlo stood up and stopped holding her feet to push Carlo away and rushed out of the pharmacy. The wind was howling in her ears. At this moment, Irene had only one thought in her mind, which was to quickly leave the town of Bona, return to the Sunset Forest, and return to Caesar.

How could Carlo just watch the cooked duck fly away? He knew at a glance that Irene was fine. She must have been rescued by a group of adventurers, but she didn't return to the village to avoid marrying a businessman.

If Irene doesn't marry him, where will he get the money?

Besides, Irene seems to be quite rich now.

I guess she used her beauty to tie up some adventurer?

"Stop!" Carlo followed Irene closely, cursing as he chased her: "You jinx, a bitch just like your mother, you are such a jerk, I should beat you to death or sell you out like an ungrateful bastard!"

Carlo's roar echoed through the streets.

The scene of chase and escape is very eye-catching.

People on the street pointed and talked, wondering what had happened, but no one stepped forward to help. Instead, the man in black who had been tracking Irene appeared. He blocked Irene's way with a cold look in his eyes.

"Miss, you are suspected of using drugs illegally. I need to take you back for investigation. Come with me!"

Irene ran around in the town of Bona and unknowingly came to a remote street. The air was filled with the stench of feces and moldy food. There were beggars and hooligans all around, and there were several drunkards lying unconscious near a stinking ditch with bottles of wine in their arms.

There were wolves in front and tigers behind. Irene stood there in a daze, tears welling up in her eyes.

She had nowhere to run.

"I, I didn't use any banned drugs." Irene explained at a loss: "I just bought it, I haven't even opened it yet."

“Just buying it won’t work.”

The man in black shook his head. There were no knights patrolling this neighborhood right now, so he could say whatever he wanted. He could say he was the Pope or the Emperor.

"You jinx, you can't run anymore, right? I've caught you. Just wait, I'm going to beat you to death when I get back this time!"

At this time, Carlo also caught up.

He used to be a hunter and had good physical strength. If he hadn't ruined his body by drinking every day after getting married, Irene would never have been able to run that far and he would have caught up with her in just a few steps.

"Who are you?" The man in black frowned.

"Who am I? I am the father of this little bitch. Who are you?" Carlo took a deep breath and looked at the man in black with a squint. The man was wearing a hood, wrapped tightly, and had a hunched back. He looked like a thief.

"Are you her father?"

The man in black's mouth twitched.

How could a father really scold his daughter like that?

But it doesn't matter. No matter whether she is his father or not, she is here to snatch the girl away from him. He just saw clearly that the girl is very pretty and he can definitely sell her for a good price if he takes her back.

"I see. Are you the adventurer who rescued my daughter?" Carlo raised his chin and said proudly, "I worked hard to raise Irene. If you want her, you have to pay. My price is not high. My daughter is so beautiful. 20 gold coins, you can take her away."

Twenty gold coins! ?

The man in black was so angry that he almost laughed.

It might be possible to sell it for 20 gold coins at the auction in Black Tower City, but this is Bona Town, and the calculations are not that way.

"I am not an adventurer. Your daughter is suspected of using illegal drugs, and I have been ordered to arrest her."

This statement might fool ordinary farmers, but it would not fool Carlo. After all, he was a village chief, but now he was down and out and dressed in rags: "You are just a small thief, who are you following? If you can't afford it, get out. How dare you meddle in my family affairs?" He regarded the thief as a young man who was brave enough to do something righteous and wanted to be a hero to save the damsel in distress.

At the same time he drew the sword from his waist.

A rusty sword.

He was respectful to the wizard, but there was no need to flatter a thief from the sewer. Besides, he needed money now, and his son also needed money. If he wanted the money, he had to catch Irene. Anyone who stopped him from catching Irene would be his enemy.

The man in black became even more hunched over when he saw this.

He stepped forward with one foot, lowered his body, and swung the dagger with a knife flower, holding it reversely. Only a small section of the cold blade was exposed behind the black sleeves, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

A battle is inevitable.

It's all about money!

Now on the shelves~

It turns out that I am still suitable for writing Western fantasy novels, and there is no problem of writing it at all.

On average, 2 chapters are updated per day, occasionally 3 chapters.

I had planned to tear down the book and rewrite it, but I don’t have the energy to do so right now.

In addition to the platform transformation, a lot of content has to be deleted and modified.

This book will not give away girls or miss girls. It requires basic awareness of avoiding spoilers. If you feel there is a flaw in the defense, you can point it out in the text and I will patch it when I see it.

This article is modifying the image of the male protagonist from a minotaur to a demon.

Because it involves the issue of human x beast scale, don't worry about the description that the male protagonist is a minotaur later on. That's because it hasn't been changed yet. Here is a concept map of the male protagonist's new image.

Chapter 39: Escaping from the tiger’s mouth, entering the wolf’s den

Just as the two men started fighting.

Irene seized the opportunity and turned and ran.

She silently prayed that the two would fight for a longer time, preferably until the end of time.

"Your daughter has escaped. Why don't you chase her and check on her?"

The thief spoke slowly, his eyes grim.

Carlo remained silent.

Of course he wanted to continue chasing him, but the thief was blocking his way.

If he went after Irene and exposed his back to a thief, it would be a suicidal act. Even if the thief didn't dare to kill anyone in the town of Bona, he would definitely knock him out and throw him into a nearby stinking ditch.

In that case, all his weapons and clothes would be stripped off by those homeless people and thugs, leaving him with nothing even except his underwear.

It is enough to confirm that Irene is still alive and well.

There would always be a way to find Irene again when the time came.