"Combat equipment varies from person to person, and the general equipment... Six pieces of jewelry worn, plus a set of spare. Three magic wands, no less than five magic robes. The combat magic robe must have constant magic on it. Some mages can pierce armor, and they are all made of Misilan. You think about the price yourself."

Cotton Jack has a headache, Mithril armor? This is the rhythm of people going bankrupt.

"The magician's main weapon, in addition to the magic wand, is a complete magic book, with thirty-three pages. A rich mage can release thirty-three magic at any time, and it is a magic equivalent to the upper limit of his casting level. There are no less than ten powerful magic scrolls, mainly because of magic that he cannot instantly fire. Use the scroll to increase the casting speed. Then there are magic containers, mental potions, physical potions..."

Xia He taught Cotton Jack knowledge and was also thinking and sorting out himself. When he talked about magical items such as bloodline emblems, Cotton Jack's eyes completely changed.

Xia He opened a door for him, and his desire was completely inspired.

"Look, it's so difficult to buy all the equipment. So Jack, set yourself a small goal first and earn one million gold coins."

The search came faster than I thought. Before the next day, at night, there was a rapid sound of knocking on the door outside.

The rain was a little light, and the sailor held an umbrella to open the door. The door bolt was removed and the door was immediately pushed open rudely. A young officer led the soldiers into it.

The officer was wearing a metal light armor and covered his raincoat with a raincoat. He walked directly to the living room door. Xia He looked up at him and still lowered his head to fiddle with the test tube. The officer put down the hat of the raincoat and wiped the rainwater from his face with his hands, feeling a little upset. He originally thought that this broken house was an ordinary adventurer, but he didn't expect two magicians to do experiments.

The young magician looked not of high level, but had outstanding temperament. The magician looked at him and felt like he was staring at by the lord.

He couldn't understand the instruments on the table. There were many test tube flasks, and there was a floating eyeball in the flask closest to him, staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to eat people.

On a glass communicator next to the flask, green smoke was spraying out of the hole. He was about to say the prepared words, but the young mage in a cotton robe accidentally brought a metal bottle on the table with his sleeves. The bottle rolled towards him. The magician's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Be careful!"

The officer retreated from the restaurant, and Jack rushed forward, grabbed the metal bottle, and the magic light flashed in his hand, condensed at the mouth of the bottle, turning into a magic pattern, and wrapped around it.

A squeaking sound came from the metal bottle, and the officer was sweating coldly.

"Master, I...is disturbed."

"Do you know what you did?" Cotton Jack looked ferocious, as if he was about to explode at any time.

"Jack." Xia He stopped what he was doing and stopped him from continuing. Cotton Jack felt indescribable. Could Asra still work as a part-time bard? The acting is pretty good.

Xia He's eyes fell on the young officer's badge and asked, "Are you the lord's man?"

"Yes, Master Mage."

"Is there anything wrong?"

Seeing Xia He's face kind, the officer walked back into the living room, lowered his voice, and said to Xia Hedao: "A big deal happened at Storm Corner. A magician killed hundreds of people and killed them. I heard that he was a master-level magician, so crazy!"

"Magic Master?" Xia He showed a surprised expression.

"Yes, Lord Lord is furious. You must seize this crazy sect who ignores order." He himself didn't believe this. However, facing the young magician, he was too stressed, so he had to bring out the lord, hoping that the mage would not vent his anger on him again.

He seemed to have almost destroyed the magician's experiment just now. Fortunately, he was in Storm Point. If he were in a certain empire, he would have died.

"What's your name?" Xia He extinguished the magic flames and stopped all the experiments.

"Andre."

"Andre, I have something to ask for your help."

"Your Mightiness……"

"I don't have enough materials for testing, so I want to go to the black market to buy something."

"As soon as the rain started, the black market closed. You, it will take at least half a month to rain." Andrei looked embarrassed.

"That's why I ask you to help, Jack, give him a gold coin."

Jack cotton took a gold coin and forced it into Andre's hand.

Andri was even more embarrassed. He held the gold coins and was reluctant to return them to Xia He, so he had to say, "I do know the person who manages the gate, but in this environment, the cost of opening the gate is several gold coins every time."

"How many!" Cotton Jack frowned.

"Eight... no, six are almost done, I don't make money myself." Andri lowered his hands, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Then there are only six gold coins. You can take the extra one. Come and find me in two days. Now... go out." After Xia He said that, he lowered his head and started his magic experiment.

Andri fled in panic, and Cotton Jack looked around and was only envious. He was also a magician and his level was much higher than Asra, but he couldn't learn this attitude of commanding people to do things.

The sailor closed the yard door and went to the door to bolt. Jack cotton listened, and Xia He smiled and said, "He has left."

Jack Hugh lost the metal bottle and breathed a sigh of relief: "Wow... I finally fooled it."

"Andre is a little man, and it's good to have the courage to talk to me." Xia He began to pack up magical equipment and alchemy slabs. After everyone left, there was no need to act again.

"Jack, most professionals have awe when facing magicians. Hetinez is not very polite, and no one likes to have troubles in front of magicians. Do you know why I only give Andre a gold coin?"

"There are too many, he will develop greed."

"Yes, as a magician, you need others to be aware of you. The more people get, the greater their desires, and they will become more and more greedy. When the benefits are big enough, many people will risk their lives to do some stupid things. In order to learn magic, you are willing to face the battle master with me, which is also stupid. And I will not give you any false hope. What you can learn from me depends entirely on luck."

"I have learned enough." Cotton Jack respectfully said to Xiahedao.

"Learning is endless. How can there be enough such a saying in this world?"

Stormwind City, the Lord's Mansion.

The lord's study was dark and behind the desk, the ink pen in the middle-aged man's hands rustled, and something was written quickly on the paper. The lord was plump and had a pitch-black beard on his lips. When he was young, he must have been the object of the noble girl's youth.

A young woman sits opposite the desk.

The brightest part in the dim study was her face, and her body was shrouded in the soft pastor's robe, which was exquisite. The pastor's robe was golden and black patterns outlined the lines, making it look noble and luxurious. She sat there quietly, crossed her hands and placed on her lower abdomen.

The lord wrote a piece of paper, then put down his pen and looked up at the young female priest opposite him.

"I am not disrespectful to God, but the goddess of wealth? I have never heard of this great name of existence." The lord's voice is gentle, magnetic, rhythm is hardly trained, and has the elegance of a nobleman, and can calmly show arrogance or humility.

"The universe is vast, so who can be omniscient and omnipotent?" The female priest also responded calmly. It is not too easy to convince the nobles.

The Lord of Stormwind City smiled, with the calmness of the middle-aged man. He blew the ink marks on the blowing paper, rolled it up, sealed it into a metal cylinder, and placed it next to it.

"What can I get?"

The female priest took out a gold coin, leaned forward, clamped it with two white and slender fingers, and placed it gently on the table.

The lord of Stormwind City's eyes fell on the gold coins. The pentagram pattern on the gold coins has never been heard of.

"Of course it is the goddess's protection. From now on, you will have to master the Storm Corner and don't have to share everything here with others."

The Lord of Stormwind City was a little disappointed. His Majesty just asked him to monitor the southern waterway and kill the other two forces? If His Majesty wanted to do this, there was no need for the help of the Temple of Wealth. The Empire has legendary warships, which means victory in the vast sea.

"The other person I'm talking about is the Bloody Mary." The female priest leaned gracefully on the back of the chair, with bright eyes.

The Lord of Stormwind changed color, stood up suddenly, staring at the female priest from a high place.

"The gods are not omniscient and omnipotent, but this little thing...haha." The female priest rubbed her hands and habitually took back her gold coins from the eyes of the Lord of Stormwind City.

"Bloody Mary is a legendary strongman." The Lord of Stormwind said with difficulty. Bloody Mary cooperated with him because she was attracted by his identity as a nobleman of the Holy Thunder Empire. Although he has advanced to the epic and will sooner or later achieve a legend, that day is too far away. Bloody Mary has become a legend for two hundred years and is unfathomable.

"Legend, after all, isn't it a demigod, right?" The female priest's voice sounded crisp and nice, like a gold coin hitting.

The Lord of Stormwind City swallowed a little and said carefully: "Building a temple is huge."

"Eat the other two, and the money is almost enough."

"Your Majesty has no such command, I cannot act without permission." The Lord of Stormwind City suppressed the greed in his heart. The female priest's words were so tempting. He deserved to be the messenger of God, as if he could see through people's hearts. If he monopolizes the Storm, he would become a powerful lord in less than ten years. His Majesty would also attach great importance to it, rather than just doing some tricks like now.

"Isn't there still the Bloody Mary? Let them help and unify the Storm." The female priest smiled like a demon.

The Lord of Stormwind slowly sat back on his seat and said, "It's too urgent."
Chapter completed!