"You have three things that make me curious." Roger said calmly, speaking very slowly: "The nailed leather armor you are wearing is a kind of earth magic rune, which has the effect of power and agility. Judging from the material wear of the leather armor, this leather armor probably has been used for many years. Also, there is a yellowish family seal on it. If I remember correctly, this seal should be from the Iron Beard Family of the Kingdom of Hegmoria. The legendary

The Iron Beard Family is good at forging weapons and equipment. It was once famous in the mainland, but later it didn't know why it slowly disappeared. And you actually own the Iron Beard Family's nailed leather armor, which is very rare. In my opinion, your nailed leather armor will probably better reflect its value when you send it to the museum. I think the Baisus National Museum will be very excited about this nailed leather armor. They can give you a suitable price, which is enough to allow you to live a comfortable life for a while..."

These words seemed plain, but with an extremely confident tone, Tom, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but be stunned.

"And your dagger...the blade is very sharp and appears rare in green. It is because the material is made of green steel stone. Green steel stone is only produced in the Oro Kingdom in the southeast of the continent, which is close to the dark swamp. Although green steel stone is not expensive when mined, due to the long journey and the various countries on the road, it is transported to Baissus, in the northeast of the continent, and the price is almost equivalent to silver of the same weight. And you... are just a poor thief, how could you have such a dagger made of green steel stone? You must know that in Baissus, a green steel stone dagger costs more than 5,000 gold coins."

When he said this, Roger showed a sly smile on his face, and he continued: "The main reason why green steel stone is expensive in Baissus is that it has a unique color. But in fact, there are still many ores of the same texture as it. Although the daggers made of these local ores are not green, their quality will never be inferior to green steel stone daggers. If I were you, I would definitely sell this green steel stone dagger for a similar quality but with a much lower price. And in this way, the crossbow in the sleeve can be kept without having to be pawned. So, your choice is indeed very curious? If you are a nobleman who wants to save face, you may retain the green steel stone dagger, but you are not a nobleman, just a poor thief. To make such a choice, unless this dagger has more special significance to you..."

Tom was stunned at this time, because Roger did say that it was not bad at all. This dagger was indeed of great significance to him, even greater than the crossbow in his sleeve. Because this dagger was the real relic left by his father. When his father handed the dagger to him, he repeatedly told him to protect the dagger at any time, because this dagger was his identity proof when he had no choice but to return to his clan.

"And the last thing... is actually not something, but a person, that is you!" Roger rubbed his eyes and continued, "You are very short, only about 1.5 meters. Although this is very rare among humans, it is not without it. Although you are only in your twenties, you have a big beard. If you don't pay attention, you will think you are in your forties. This is also rare among human youth. In addition, your fingers are very short and thick, which is very different from the slenderness of ordinary humans. The calluses on your palms indicate that you not only often hold daggers and crossbows, but also often hold hammers. It is a strange thing for a thief to hold hammers often. Your weapon is not a hammer...unless, this hammer is a hammer for forging."

"The thieves who are short and poor have two high-quality and difficult-to-get weapons and equipment. Moreover, this thief often uses forged hammers, and their physical characteristics are quite different from those of ordinary humans... Do you think your identity is about to emerge? The descendants of the dwarf!" Roger's fingers hit the nailed leather armor, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

For Tom, his mind is only shocked now!

"How did you...how did you know these situations?" Tom asked stutter. In his opinion, this conscience consort may be a genius in magic, but he did not expect that he still knew so much knowledge that ordinary people do not know.

"Haha, I am a learning person. I have been reading books since I was three years old, especially the customs and customs of the mainland, geography and history. And you also know that I am not only a magician, but also a thief skill, so it is naturally easier to pay attention to the knowledge related to these two aspects." Roger said with a smile.

"When you are three years old?" Tom murmured: "You may be regarded as the first genius of the Enpei Magic Academy... Mr. Roger, you have guessed my identity now. What are you going to do to me?"

Roger grabbed the green dagger and walked to Tom's side. The dagger shone coldly in front of Tom's eyes. Tom closed his eyes. "Oh, did he die like this? In fact, when his father died, he said that he regretted it and should go back to his tribe members. But he seemed to have inherited his father's stubbornness and insisted on surviving in the human world..."!

There was only a "puff" sound.

Tom felt his tied hands loose! The hemp rope had been broken by the dagger!

Roger pulled back the green dagger and put it into the scabbard.

"Okay, now you can leave. You can take away your crossbow, dagger, and nailed leather armor in your sleeves."

"..." Tom opened his eyes in surprise and glared at Roger: "You mean let me go?"

"Yes, that's right." Roger smiled casually, revealing two rows of white teeth: "I'm just interested in your crossbow in the sleeve. Now I've studied the magic runes on it, so it's useless. As for your dagger and leather armor, I can't use it. Of course you can take it back."

Tom felt that he couldn't see through this accurate prince-consort. He was stunned for a long time before he said hesitantly: "But Mr. Roger... the money to buy this crossbow in his sleeve..."

"Just treat it as I used the money to help you redeem this crossbow! You gave me a lot of useful information. Even if you provided the reward for the news, I still took advantage of it. Your news is worth more than 1,000 gold coins!" Roger said lightly.

Tom felt as if he was dreaming. He took the dagger handed over by Roger and cut off the hemp rope tied to his feet, moved his hands and feet that were already sore, but he seemed to have not come back to his senses.

"Oh, by the way. For the sake of our destiny, Tom, if you don't mind, I think I can give you another advice." Roger's laughter came from behind him.

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The second update is here today!
Chapter completed!