Guild Boss's Ambition

What if I lose by accident?

That's a reputation that no amount of bottles of Morning Star can make up for!

However──

I suddenly remembered something.

I looked at our Miss Lannong with a sharp look.

I asked coldly: "By the way, today is your holiday, Xiaolan, right?"

She took a step back: "Okay...it seems to be the case?"

I caught her back, pointed at her nose, and sternly lectured her: "Are you trying to work overtime again when we're not paying attention? How many times have I told you? Children should enjoy their childhood and make more friends of the same age. You can tell me yourself! You have been in Mopolis for more than five months. Besides Gu Shan, who else do you know who is your playmate?"

At this moment, the black-haired girl lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing her like this, I felt both amused and worried. On the one hand, I wanted to send her to the academy to make friends, but on the other hand, I felt that sending her to the academy would just be a waste of her time. After all, judging from Xiaolan's current performance, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a business genius. If I force her to study Chinese, geography and the like, it would really be unfair to her.

Forget it……

She can do whatever she wants...

Anyway, he is a precocious child...

She even forced Hai Lao to become her friend, so she should have no problem handling interpersonal relationships...

And throwing her to the academy would just make her beat the IQ of other naughty kids...

I looked at our hostess and sighed.

"Okay, look up. You'll have to go shopping with me today. I have some things to buy."

"Long live Sister Meng'er!"

As soon as she heard my absolution, she jumped up happily like a rabbit.

What a lovely girl who makes people worry.

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2. The neglected treasure (Little Blue)

(Ulu-Lannon)

I have never met an employer who hates employees working so hard at work.

This twelve-year-old body is like a cage to me. Because of my young appearance, they always forbid me to do this or that. Winter is coming, and even though I don't feel cold, they just want to wrap me up like a hairy dumpling. All it takes is an earmuff and I will be turned into a polar husky by Sister Meng'er.

Then I really wanted to cut my hair short, it is a very difficult task to take care of long hair.

But Blanny and the others said that girls cannot cut their hair short at the age of twelve, otherwise they will be unlucky for the whole year when they are thirteen. I didn't believe this statement at first, but when I went to ask Bai Ye and Korolo, they all swore that this was indeed the saying in the Alliance of Light, and Gu Shan also said that she would grow her hair long this year.

So, I had to adapt to the local customs and go out every day with my long hair.

Today, I followed Sister Meng'er to a weapons store on Qingyun Road.

As soon as I stepped into the door of the weapon store, I asked her beside me: "Sister Meng'er, what are you buying in the weapon store?"

Seeing the room full of weapons, she smiled and replied softly, "I'm planning to order a set of magic armor. A few months ago, the set my father left for me was given to the pawn shop. I contacted them recently, but was told that the armor had been resold to a wandering merchant and could not be found again."

Although she seemed to be smiling naturally, I could still sense a hint of melancholy in her tone.

After all, it is the relic of her deceased father. Given the president's personality, she would definitely feel sad and ashamed if she threw it away.

I pulled her sleeve and gave her a smile that seemed to be heartwarming.

She was stunned at first, then bent down and kissed my hair as a return gesture.

After five months of getting along, this kind of low-level physical contact no longer scares me. Even if someone pushes my junior down on the rooftop in broad daylight, I can remain calm and think it is just normal fun between girls.

When we entered the weapon shop, Sister Meng'er was looking for the armor she wanted while introducing me to the characteristics of various weapons. Although I had no affinity with these cold weapons, it did not stop me from listening with great interest. After all, I was still a boy, and I always had some yearning and fantasy for the famous swords that could be used to settle scores.

Halfway through the journey, Sister Meng'er stopped in front of a suit of silver armor and called over a young dwarf who was in charge of looking after the store.

"Little brother, how much is this magic armor of yours for?"

"This set of gold-threaded and white-stone armor is the work of Master Mu Long. It is finely crafted and can perfectly resist magic attacks below level 3, especially against fire magic. It is also easy to maintain and has a long lifespan. It is on sale now and only costs thirty gold."

The dwarf clerk introduced the armor to us with great enthusiasm. I also used the identification technique to take a look at the armor. The system fed back to me that the content was exactly the same as what the clerk said. Seeing this, I couldn't help but have a better impression of this weapon shop. The way of doing business is to be honest. Any transaction must be genuine and fair, and both parties must get what they need. That is the right thing to do.

However, although the clerk was honest, Sister Meng'er seemed not very satisfied with the price and quality. She and the dwarf started a heated debate on the spot. As an outsider, I stood there and couldn't say a word. I felt a little bored, so I shrugged my shoulders and slipped away to take a look at other weapons and armor, and practiced my identification skills.

By the way, after three months of hard training, my basic identification skills have finally been upgraded from R1 to R9!

Primary Identification (R9, consumes 5 mana, proficiency 997/1000)

"I'm only three steps away from leveling up! Let's appraise a few items."

I first aimed at a lion-head sword hanging on the wall.

[Lion Head Sword: An ordinary ornament. Only laymen would think it is a precious sword. For fifty years, no one has considered it a weapon. But this record was broken by a silly girl just one minute ago.]

I had long been accustomed to the system's sarcasm, so I touched my nose, walked to the other side of the big knife, and used the identification spell again on an iron shield.

[Mist Mountain Shield: The traditional weapon and armor of the Mist Mountain Dwarves. It has both offensive and defensive features and is very popular among dwarves, goblins, goblins, and other races that are less than 39 meters tall. Defense +10, Attack +100, Durability 100/, Equipment Requirements: Primary Shield Skill.]

Primary Identification (R9, consumes 5 mana, proficiency 999/1000)

When I saw this number, my heart was filled with joy.

Anyone who has played online games will understand the magic of this beautiful score. Just for this number, we can work hard every day, doing the same boring thing over and over again, just for the pleasure of leveling up. And at this moment, I just need that finishing touch to witness this historical moment like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon!

Focusing on a piece of crimson armor, I launched my last R9 primary identification technique.

[The target is too mysterious to be identified.]

[Congratulations to the player, you have reached the required experience points for the primary identification skill and have upgraded to the intermediate identification skill (R1)! Using the intermediate identification skill, you can identify unknown items of gold level or below. Please enjoy your skills and enjoy the life of the game. ]

What is the first thing to do after upgrading your skills?

Of course, try it out!

I didn't give up and used my new identification technique to analyze the red armor again.

[The target is too mysterious to be identified.]

The same dialogue appeared in the end. Doesn't that mean that this black armor is a gold-level item? But why did the weapon shop classify it as a full-body armor decoration when it is clearly a gold-level item? And the price tag is as low as one gold coin? Even a platinum-level craft would cost more than one gold coin, right?

I jumped into the verbal battle between the dwarves and humans and whispered something in Sister Meng'er's ear.

"Um...Sister Meng'er, come here for a moment."

"what happened?"

We moved aside.

I said to her, "I think the red armor ornament is a bit strange. I want to buy it. I suspect it is a real armor and not a work of art. When you buy the silver armor, please help me buy this thing as well. When they are sent back to the stone house, we will call Hai Lao and study its details together."

Sister Meng Er questioned, "Why do you think it's suspicious? Xiao Lan, do you understand this too?"

I thought for a while, and finally came up with a statement I had prepared for a long time: "I seem to have the ability to identify things. I have checked some books and documents, and they say that my ability is called the Eye of Truth. I don't know why I have this ability."

“Is that so—”

She looked at me with a complicated expression, and finally smiled. "Xiao Lan, you really always surprise me. If you suddenly came to me one day and told me that you knew how to make people pregnant with your eyes, I think I would believe you without hesitation."

"Please don't believe me." I said expressionlessly.

“Hehe—”

She smiled gently, returned to the dwarf clerk, talked for a while, and then bought both sets of armor.

The clerk said they would be delivered to our house next week.

After completing the order, Sister Meng'er and I looked around the weapons for a while. During this time, I cast several appraisal spells on those items that looked suspicious, but there was nothing that made me feel that there was any opportunity to get a bargain.

So we quickly left the weapons shop and returned to the street.

At this time, it was noon.

Sister Meng'er and I exchanged glances in tacit understanding.

She smiled and said, "Let's go eat first."

I added cheerfully, "I want to eat pizza today! Sister Meng'er will treat me!"

She said stingily, "For such a small matter, just report it to the official account."

I complained, “Aren’t you the president?”

She patted my head and whispered, "You also own one-fifth of our guild's shares."

This calmed me down.

It was like something was moving in my life and blood.

In the vast crowd, Sister Meng'er suddenly hugged me.

!!!

A running child bumped into Sister Meng'er, then quickly ran away──

Just think about it and you will know that it is Sister Meng'er who is protecting me.

"Stay here and don't run around. I'll be back soon—"

Leaving behind a quick whisper, Sister Meng'er followed the child into the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

Because of this sudden change, everyone around me kept their eyes on me.

Their eyes were filled with suspicion and indifference, stinging like the winter wind.

"Sister Meng'er, come back soon."

I suddenly had this ridiculous idea, as if I had really become a child.

I waited anxiously in the crowd, and it seemed that time passed slower than the sound of my Chinese teacher's lecture.

Several carriages drove through the center of the street...

Several little girls with balloons passed by, dragging their mothers’ hands…

While I was waiting silently, Sister Menger came back to me angrily.

She stamped her feet in dissatisfaction and cursed: "That little thief stole my breastplate, damn it! I really don't know how she did it. It was such a close-fitting item, but she could steal it in an instant──"

I let out a long, long sigh.

He smiled and took her arm.

"As long as the lost space ring is gone, it's just a heart-protecting mirror, it's not worth much, and the thief has already run away. Sister Meng'er, it's useless for you to get angry here. The most urgent thing is to find a restaurant to fill our stomachs."

"That's right. It's just a piece of heavy iron worth twenty or thirty silver coins. It's not worth it for me to be so angry."

After hearing my comfort, Sister Meng'er also felt relieved.

This afternoon, we shared a wonderful Western meal.

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3. Open the door! I am here to pay New Year's greetings! (Bai Ye)

(white night)

"I doubt everything in this world, including me and this sentence."

My mother has repeatedly warned me with this sentence since I was a child.

I also survived because of this commandment and fell into a maze.

Today I am still confused. I took the task scroll given to me by the old thief, took off my usual scary skeleton dress, changed into the simple dress of an ordinary female citizen, and hung a bulging bag full of silver coins around my waist.

In short, if I were a thief, I would definitely target myself like this.

"Let a necromancer catch the thief. You, Ebi, really know how to make use of social resources—"

To catch a thief, you have to lure him out first. I pretended to be defenseless and walked to a commercial street with a very high theft rate. I bought some daily necessities like a housewife. During this time, I deliberately revealed the silver coins in the bag several times, just to let the thieves target me earlier and take the bait made of money.

Just like a fish that is good at stealing bait from a fishing hook, when I lowered my head to pick the fruit, a light touch quickly came from my waist, and then my tracking magic attached to the bag was immediately transferred to that greedy hand.