Witch Monastery

The poor people who were distributing porridge in the distance looked over here with curiosity and fear. Even though they had heard of creatures like dragonborn, they were rare. They were very curious, but they were also afraid that this guy with a dragon head would hurt them.

But Hawthorne raised his eyebrows, and his powerful memory allowed him to immediately recognize the other party's identity.

Is this... the senior executive of Blue Dragon Bank?

How did he get here?

Are you looking for me?

A lot of thoughts were running through his mind, and then he took the initiative to walk forward and extended his hand, but before he could open his mouth to say hello, the other party spoke first.

"Mr. Nigel Hawthorne." The blue dragon also extended his hand and shook his hand. "I am the secretary of Prince Rahman. I hope you still remember me."

Hawthorne nodded: "Well, of course I remember you, sir."

After a pause, he continued, "It's just that, as you can see, Nangang District suffered heavy losses in the earthquake a few days ago, and the monastery is currently providing disaster relief. So I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't offer you very good conditions."

The blue dragonborn didn't seem to mind. "No problem. I'm just following the prince's orders to come and see how you are doing."

"Your previous profits were very good, and the prince liked them very much. I heard that you suffered a disaster here, so the prince asked me to come and take a look."

Oh, are you here to see the house?

It's that simple?

No, he is a senior official. For something like this, can't he just send a few soldiers over?

Hawthorne thought to himself, but still had a smile on his face, and said, "Our residential area is located on high ground and of high quality, so it has not been affected much."

"Look, my houses are right there, and they are all in good condition."

The Blue Dragonborn nodded slightly: "Can you take me to have a closer look?"

"Of course no problem." Hawthorne said, and then he took the blue dragonborn for a walk in the community he built, looking at the dormitories and these exquisite and beautiful houses.

"During the construction process, these houses were built with some magic and divine arts, so they can improve people's sleep quality and help them get a better rest." Hawthorne explained to him as he looked at them, "Therefore, even in the Nangang District where transportation is inconvenient, these houses are sold at a high price."

Two thousand gold coins per set is not cheap in the South Port area - but in the entire Liber Port, it is still very low.

The blue dragonfly nodded frequently, and had his own understanding of this: In fact, in his opinion, this slogan was outdated. Because decades ago, the developer of Libel Port had launched a similar slogan.

They simply used magic to thicken the walls during construction to make the house more thermally insulating and soundproof.

These little tricks may be fine to fool those ignorant guys in Nangang District, but if you really take them to the central area, you will be laughed at.

However, since he successfully made money here, the Blue Dragonborn didn't say much. Besides, he didn't come here for money.

"Very good, Mr. Hawthorne, you are a genius in business," he praised perfunctorily, "From this, we can also confirm some things."

"Also, do you have time tonight? Prince Rahman would like to invite you to dinner."

Hawthorne paused.

Blue Dragon is looking for me?

This is the real dish, right?

Hiss...what's going on?

Did he lose a lot this year?

As an old player, he naturally knew that the blue dragons were carrying the expectations of their family elders. They could indeed squander their own funds, but in the end, how much they earned would depend on their own financial situation.

How much loss they suffer will determine their future status in the family.

But the problem is...

My investment is so small that it shouldn't be noticed by the blue dragons, right?

Any young blue dragon could leverage hundreds of millions of gold coins. If their investment fluctuated by just one point, they would lose millions of gold coins.

So far, my total income is less than 100,000 gold coins: after deducting various expenses, the portion I can give to the blue dragon is even lower...

The rate of return is good only because the cost is low. Although these tens of thousands of gold coins are still an astronomical figure that most people in Nangang District cannot earn in their entire lives...

"It's about business and investment." As if seeing through his confusion, the Blue Dragonborn explained, "The funds invested in you have gained positive returns so quickly, and the prince is very satisfied, so there are some things I want to ask you in person."

After a pause, he continued, "The prince is in a good mood, but his time is precious and it is difficult for him to spare such free time again."

He frantically hinted to Hawthorne that Rahman might make an additional huge investment, but if this matter was missed, it would be gone forever.

Huo Sang thought it was bullshit, these blue dragons who never had to worry about anything were all idle and doing nothing every day.

He immediately put the thought aside and weighed his current situation and the resources that the blue dragons could provide him if they were coaxed into happiness. He took a deep breath and made a decision in his mind: "Okay, I have time tonight."

No matter what his plan is, since this blue dragon is planning to spend a lot of money, just take two first!

Chapter 318: Blue Dragon's Generosity

That night.

Blue Dragon Bank, on the first floor of the building, in the huge banquet hall.

Hawthorne sat on the chair with his legs together, looking quite stiff. In the center of the room was still the huge mahogany round table, but this time it was filled with all kinds of delicacies: lamb, roast suckling pig, caviar, black truffles... and all kinds of food that he couldn't name, but at first glance it was ridiculously expensive and ordinary people could never afford.

Of course, the main meat is camel meat cooked in various ways.

All of this is mainly to satisfy the appetite of the huge blue dragon across the table.

The Blue Dragon Prince Rahman is now lying on the golden wool blanket opposite the huge dining table, with a white napkin wrapped under his mouth, completely covering his thick dragon whiskers.

He still used the magic trick "Mage's Hand", using an invisible force field instead of his own claws to dip his favorite food into the sauce and then put it into his mouth.

"Hmm... the heat is well controlled. The chef who roasted this piece of meat can get a salary increase of 100 gold coins this month." After swallowing a piece of roasted camel meat, Rahman let out a satisfied sigh and gave an order to the secretary beside him. Then he looked at Hawthorne opposite him with a little confusion and said, "Why don't you eat anymore? Are these dishes not to your liking?"

Hawthorne showed an embarrassed expression: "I'm done eating."

To be precise, I was already a little full.

After all, this was the second time he had met this blue dragon, and this time the other party had taken the initiative to treat him to a feast - of course the most important thing was that he was now level eight, and his strength was incomparable to the last time - so he naturally no longer felt nervous and relaxed in enjoying these delicacies that he had never tasted in his past and present lives.

With the help of the sour red wine, he accidentally ate a little too much and felt a little bloated.

He now straightened his back, actually secretly doing abdominal breathing, hoping to relieve the pressure in his stomach.

But what he didn't expect was that upon hearing this, Rahman actually frowned slightly, as if somewhat dissatisfied.

"You need not be so polite to me, dear Hawthorne," he said. "If there is anything that does not suit your appetite, or if there is anything you would like to eat, just let me know, and I will ask them to ask the cook to prepare it. It will not take too much effort."

Huo Sang laughed bitterly when he heard this: "Your Majesty, I really can't eat any more. We humans are like this, we eat less and grow smaller."

As he said this, he looked for help at the dragon-born secretary in a well-dressed suit beside the giant dragon. At this moment, Rahman looked at him with a confused look, so the secretary nodded seriously and said, "That's true. Even the most famous glutton among humans should be full after eating so much food just now."

Hawthorne felt a little embarrassed, but even so, it was better than continuing to be persuaded to eat by this blue dragon.

"I see." Rahman nodded slightly, "No wonder silver dragons like humans. It turns out they are so easy to raise."

Hawthorne: "..."

Forget it, no more explanation.

"Well, let's get straight to the point." Rahman then released the wizard's hand and temporarily stopped eating. "I already know about your heroic performance in Rockseeker Town. It's rare that you can perform so well in such a dangerous situation."

Hawthorne quickly said modestly: "It's just luck, not worth mentioning."

"But unfortunately, even so, it can't save everything." Rahman continued, "Besides, there is an even greater danger brewing in the mountains to the northwest."

"Dear Hawthorne, I want to know, are you going to respond to the call of the Lord of the Open City and go there to purify the evil?"

Hawthorne fell into deep thought, his brain working rapidly, guessing what Rahman was thinking and the answer he wanted to hear.

The only relationship between me and this blue dragon is financial. My company is making a lot of money. It should be one of the few investments under his management that has a positive return and a very fast effect.

Moreover, the special features of the property I sell cannot be concealed. He must be able to see the potential in it and will most likely make additional investments in the future.

To sum up, he definitely doesn't want to see me put myself in danger and have a safety accident.

Moreover, what Lan Long said just now emphasized the danger several times. He should be hinting to me that it is too dangerous there and I should not do things based on my passion.

Then, the answer he expected should be obvious.

Huo Sang gave a bitter laugh and then shook his head slightly: "He is an Abyss Lord. I know my own strengths very well. With my strength, I am afraid it would be difficult to even hurt him."

Hearing this, Rahman frowned and said, "But I heard that on the battlefield that day, you fired countless fierce energy beams and repelled the enemy. Do you really have so little confidence in yourself?"

Huo Sang shook his head: "That's just bullying ordinary mountain people."

"The Abyss Lord's defense may not be that strong."

"That's much better than the mountain folk wearing only animal skin armor, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's right..." Rahman pondered for a moment. Just when Hawthorne thought he had passed the test, the blue dragon suddenly spoke again: "Then how about I give you a battle mage wand?"

"That's also..." Hawthorne was about to speak, but suddenly his voice stopped, "Ah?"

No, did I understand wrongly?

He wants me to go into the mountains and destroy the demons?

This...is not it, why?

He couldn't understand, and then he saw the blue dragon continue: "If I remember correctly, there is a +3 level wand in my treasure house. If you need it, I will give it to you directly."

"Well... it doesn't matter if I remembered it wrong. I can just buy another one." He muttered to himself, his eyes wandering for a moment, and then his gaze refocused on Hawthorne. "If you have its help, you should have the confidence to face those demons directly, right?"

Hawthorne was stunned, and before he could speak, Rahman quickly added: "After all, I didn't say that you must go to face Monbot directly. As long as you kill some demons, it can be considered a contribution, right?"

Hawthorne was speechless, and once again, he was shocked by the Blue Dragon's arrogance.

+3 Battle Mage Wand, that's a good thing that increases hit rate, armor penetration, and damage. If we go by the data in the game...

He calculated in his head that with this thing, the power of his magic energy explosion could be increased by nearly half from the current level!

This thing is also very expensive. Normally, it is difficult to find one with 20,000 or 30,000 gold coins. Now that Leila Silverhand has issued a bounty, adventurers are actively preparing to enter the mountains. It is not impossible for this kind of magic weapon that can increase output to be sold for 50,000 gold coins...

Something like this, a checkpoint like this, was given directly to me?

tsk...

He vaguely understood what this blue dragon was going to do.

Support yourself as an agent of the Blue Dragon Consortium.

The sign that the game has entered the mid-term is that the port encounters an event that is big enough to destroy it, and then Leila Silverhand takes action to resolve it, but she also becomes weak, and the subsequent aftermath can only be left to the adventurers in the port to resolve.

Therefore, all the major financial groups will take advantage of this opportunity to step up their support for various gangs, adventure groups and mercenaries as their own agents to expand their influence in the city, even to the point of accidentally shooting in secret...

The blue dragons would naturally make similar moves, and what was now in front of him was the solicitation from a blue dragon.

Apparently, Rahman saw his own fighting power and ability to make money because of what happened in Rock Seeker Town, so he planned to invest in himself and support himself to become his agent!

So, Hawthorne nodded slightly and chose to accept: "Of course, um, besides that, what else do you need me to do?"

In fact, in this situation, serious old players will definitely refuse. Or rather, old players will refuse all olive branches from the consortium, not only refuse them, but also beat them all up, not missing out on any benefits they deserve, and not fulfilling any obligations they should have.

But the problem is, that's how the players play: those overly powerful players can deliberately hold back on experience points and not reach level 17, or reach level 4 in the monastery, but instead hide in the study and the training camp, first getting all the spells, feats, and supernatural gifts they can, accumulating enough equipment, maxing out their favorability, stacking up warehouses, training all types of soldiers to three gold bars, and then triggering mid-term events, and beating up a few resentful forces in the first wave of chaos to make a fortune.

But can I do it myself?

He is only level eight now, he hasn't mastered any specialties, nor has he completed any equipment, nor has he trained any soldiers, so he has no ability to compete at all.

So obviously, not going to work.

Well, be cautious and don't waste time.

Chapter 319 An Nuo's Father

Besides, isn’t it just going into the mountains to kill demons?

Whether it's for Shilin's contract, for the safety of the monastery, for Annuo's ideals, or for his own purification points.

It's done!

Hawthorne made his own decision and gave Rahman his answer.

Hearing him get straight to the point, Lan Long's eyes showed a little more appreciation. He stopped beating around the bush and nodded gently: "Well... not much actually."

"Since you participated in the battle in Rockseeker Town, I think you should have seen that our new product, the ion beam emitter, encountered some minor setbacks."

"Of course, my brother has already started researching ways to improve the defects of the first-generation product. He hopes to wash away this stain, so I will provide you with some of these launchers for free, and then I hope you can use that weapon to kill the demons in battle."

Hawthorne suddenly realized.

So that’s how it is. So the first task after joining the Blue Dragon faction is to go deep into the mountains and kill demons while advertising?

no problem!

Others may not be able to solve the various defects of the ion beam emitter, but the monastery has a ready-made solution!