Look, we get the money, and then we get the people. It's almost time to stop. If you continue to do it, you won't make much. I'm still at a loss here, what should I do if there is nothing.

　　 Rabbits will bite people if they are anxious, dogs will go up to the wall if they are anxious, and people will commit suicide if they are anxious. After all, people will die if they commit suicide.

　　 We can't just watch Roger go to death, right?

　　 We have all agreed to Roger that we can't do things without conscience. Have credit.

　　 Wanting to understand this, Elok nodded vigorously, and replied: "I understand, Il. You are right."

　　 Hearing the words, Yi Er nodded in relief and said, "You can teach you."

　　 glanced at Il in amazement, Elok did not know where he learned this sentence.

　　 After about ten seconds, I still didn't see Il move, and urged: "Hurry up and release it for him."

　　 smiled at the words, and Il took out his wand from his pocket. I saw her silently chanting a spell, and a colorful light smashed into Roger, who passed out on the tabletop.

　　 The man with dark blue hair and a shabby gown that I haven't seen for a long time curled up and appeared on the table.

　　 "Hey~ this is over? I thought there would be a ceremony too?" Elok asked suspiciously.

　　 "It's just a transformation spell. How can it be so difficult to dispel. I just borrowed the power of the God of Contract to keep it autonomous." Yiel waved his hand and said.

　　 "Let him rest here." Il casually glanced at Roger who was lying on the table and said. Then he glanced at the authentic captain "Jack" and asked:

　　 "You have no objection, Captain Jack."

　　 "Ha~~ Let him go outside and rest." Elok said, pointing to the book on the face.

　　 "Oh, yes. This knowledge is very valuable. You can't just show it to others. Then let him go out to sleep." Il Rumeng wakes up and agrees. Then he let Roger out politely using the hand of the witch.

　　 Seeing this, Ellock let out a sigh of relief.

　　 Fortunately, the "Book of the Prophet" is still in the room. Fortunately, I didn't see it.

　　 Except for this, there is actually nothing in the room. The most important thing is the "Book of the Prophet".

　　Speaking of which, I have been too busy recently, and I haven't even gone to see what has changed in the "Book of the Prophet". If it's as I speculated, there should be different changes as I change.

　　 The two were silent for a long time. Il looked around with the light of fire and suddenly asked:

　　 "Why is your boat so cool? I don't want to go anymore."

　　 "It's really cool." Elok first agreed, then looked around and gave his own answer:

"There were a lot of undead here, including the banshee'Anne' who originally lived here. Now they are all my crew members. The undead like the cold environment. Therefore, Annie spontaneously transformed it into a summer resort. ."

　　 He smiled slightly, and said again: "Are you going to stay here? That would be great. I don't want to eat the food from those piers."

　　 "Elok, you let me stay just for this?" Il's face was a little annoyed and questioned.

　　 "Of course, of course not." Elok quickly changed his tone, becoming flattering and condescending: "I want to better learn the extraordinary knowledge from you."

　　 "I have to go back to do my own business. How can I have time to play with you here." Yi Er frowned.

　　 ahem, what can the kid do. I never saw you out at home before. Just don't want to see me?

　　 Hey~ What can you say? Looking for a mantra? Looking for extraordinary weapons?

　　 Ellock seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and asked: "Who is the one who entrusted you at today's party. I think he has no good intentions. Did you agree?"

　　 "Nothing is good." Il was very dissatisfied with Elok's question, and shouted loudly.

　　 "Then what do you think he is looking for you." Ailock looked at Il seriously and asked again.

　　 Upon seeing this, Il glanced viciously at his jealous brother for no reason. But still asked: "Do you know Hector Palmer. Dad's fishing friend."

　　 "Yes, my college professor. What does it have to do with him?" Elok asked again, raising his voice.

　　 "That person is his nephew. He is an ‘artist’. Originally, he asked Rona to customize a supernatural item. Later, Rona was controlled by the family and couldn’t come. So he found me and asked me to find Rona for him." Yiel explained.

　　 As if worrying about Elok's thoughts, Il said again: "Understood? No good intentions."

　　 did not hear the last sentence of Il. What Elok thought of was:

　　 Custom extraordinary weapons? Then look for me! I have a bound mage.

　　 Elok suddenly looked at the bear at the door.

　　 There is still an unused volition crystal.

　　 Rolling his eyes, Elok suddenly had an idea. Even if there were really only two people here, he still mysteriously approached Il and asked quietly:

　　 "Do you want to make money?"

　　 Disgustedly, one foot away from Elok, Il contemptuously said:

　　 "Even you can make money."

　　 smiled mysteriously again, Elok leaned close to Il’s ear again, and whispered: "Of course it’s not me. Look~"

　　 He pointed to the little bear sitting in the doorway.

　　 glanced at the scary little bear illuminated by the faint green firelight, and Il asked in surprise:

　　 "What's wrong. A little bear doll."

　　 "That's a Binding Mage. It's called Little Bear. Now it's my first officer." Elok whispered, approaching Il.

　　 Hearing this, only seeing Il's eyes lit up. Suddenly raised his head and suddenly realized.

　　 "You mean. We make our own weapons. What kind of Palmer to sell to."

　　 "That's right." Elok replied with a light nod.

　　 "Where is the will body crystal used?" Il asked again. But soon I realized that I asked a stupid question, and quickly said:

　　 "Isn't that crystal contaminated?"

　　 "Also, what he wants is an extraordinary musical instrument that is an artist's profession. Can it work?" Il questioned.

　　 "Why not? Little Bear said a word that day. I suddenly remembered." Elokie deliberately closed the door and paused for three seconds. Seeing Il's anxious face, he said:

　　 "He said, it would be great if this crystal was made into an extraordinary weapon."

　　 But he didn't say any further. What Cubs says is good may not be really good.

　　 is like his quality. I really can't compliment it.

　　 almost killed me last time.

　　 "So how do you say this is in the field of artists? We can't lie." Il asked again.

　　 "You forgot ~lightnovelpub.net~ This is the crystallization of the will of an undead banshee. Isn't there any screaming skills. Isn't that also art?" Elok said with his mouth full.

　　 "Huh? Screaming is also called art? You and I can't fool you." Il was really speechless to Elok.

　　 "Why not count? Have you never heard of opera?" Ailock said suddenly. "Isn't that just like screaming in the opera?"

　　 Yi Er immediately understood Elok's artistic appreciation ability, and reluctantly retorted: "What kind of scream is that. It's a high pitch."

　　 "Then ours is also a high pitch. It's just a bit high. If you think it's not art, then you don't know how to appreciate it." Elok said, arguing.

　　 The two looked at each other for a long time and were silent. Finally, Il was unable to refute, nodded vigorously, and said:

　　 "You really have you. Elok. Half the money."

　　 Fuck class~ You become so fast. I didn't say just now that I can't deceive people, we must have credit. Change your face as soon as you hear it.

　　Ill, you deserve it.

　　 Elok has a better understanding of Il’s face changing speed. Helplessly said: "I have produced the materials and the bound mage, and you can give me half of it for a client. It's too dark."

　　 "Okay, then I want 70%. Indeed, you only need half of the materials and people is really too much." Il said thoughtfully.

　　 Hearing this, Elok quickly ignored Il’s words and interrupted: "Okay, half is half. But yes, Palmer should make up for the material cost."

　　 "That is, what is the bargaining. The two of us, what are we talking about. It hurts feelings." Il said with a flushed face.

　　 "I expect to earn 250 gold coins per person. How great." Il said again with his arms folded. "This is called a win-win situation."

　　What a win-win situation. That is my money.