Fat Knight Stanley walked to Manda with a smile, watching the two divine punishmentists leave slowly.

Manda was very curious. The God-Punishment Warrior was trying to fight Stanley with an axe, so why did he admit defeat today? It seems that the pretense depends on the occasion.

What made Manda even more curious was why Stanley suddenly appeared? Is it another coincidence?

There is only one reasonable explanation. These two divine punishmentists have long followed him. Dunison discovered them first and sent news to the Viscount. Only then did Stanley "stumble" to meet Manda.

"Mr. Nedali, where are you going?" Stanley was like nothing happened.

"I just came back from the market and wanted to buy some herbs, but there was nothing I wanted."

"Herbs?" Stanley smiled, "You went to the wrong place, how could you sell herbs at the market? That would be a life-threatening thing. I also want to buy something, so follow me."

Stanley took Manda through several alleys and walked into an abandoned house. He stopped in front of a broken house with a door, and knocked on the door rhythmically.

It seems that there is a unique mystery in this house. Manda was about to remember the rules of knocking on the door when he heard Stanley whisper: "Dada, dadada, dada, dada, dadada, don't knock the wrong one when you come."

What a generous person, he made Manda more cautious.

You have to find an opportunity to give him some rewards, and free help often means high costs.

Soon, an old man opened a crack in the door, and the pungent smell of tobacco made Manda wrinkle his nose.

The old man glanced at Manda, and Stanley smiled and said, "Come with me."

The door opened, and the two entered the yard, while the old man lay on the straw mat in front of the door, loaded a pipe of tobacco, and continued to suck the clouds and spit out the mist.

The yard is very large. Although there are only ruins and bushes, Manda can see that it was originally a noble house. From some broken carvings, the gorgeous classical style can be vaguely seen.

"This is a piece of land blessed by gods. The God-Punisher tried to flatten the place several times, but he never succeeded." At this point, Stanley spoke more without hesitation.

He took Manda through a rock and found a dry well, and slid to the bottom of the well with the rope of the dry well.

This well is at least ten meters deep. Fortunately, Manda has first-level divine power, so it is easy to climb down.

There was a small hole in the well wall, which was very unfriendly to Stanley's slightly thick body. He bent down and walked more than ten meters along the tunnel, and his vision suddenly became widened.

This is a pure underground black market, which is even more spacious than the hall of a tavern. Several merchants leaned against the walls, lit candles and set up stalls. About a dozen guests were wandering near the stalls, some wearing hoods and some wearing masks. Under the dim candlelight, no one could see their faces clearly.

This made Manda a little panicked, as if he was naked in the crowd. He quickly tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and covered his mouth and nose, looking like a robber.

Stanley had no idea of ​​covering his face. He was not worried that others would recognize him at all. As a regular customer, he even had a little pride.

He calmly came to a stall. The stall owner was a young woman with heavy makeup. The powder on her face was scattered and pale, and the dark eyeshadow stretched to her cheekbones, which looked similar to the witch summoned by the old witch.

"Mr. Stanley, long time no see." The woman called out the Fat Knight's name without any concealment. The Fat Knight hooked her chin, and the woman came forward and gave her a sweet kiss.

"This is my friend, he wants to buy some herbs."

Manda took out the prescription and handed it to the woman. The woman looked at it and murmured to herself: "Eagle prisoners, the ground is blurred, the roots of frost and gray... Someone has lung disease?"

With good eyesight, it seems that the Fat Knight has found the right person.

The woman took out a cloth bag, picked more than a dozen herbs from the clay pot on the ground, put them in the bag, and handed them to Manda.

"A total of three silver coins."

Manda opened the bag and looked at it with her cross-eyed eyes for a while, only saw one silver coin and more than a dozen copper coins.

The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry, you are the friend of the Knight, I will not lie to you."

Things should be real, and the quality is not bad. If you take such a big risk, you should also double the premium.

Manda didn't plan to bargain, but he felt that the dosage was not too good: "Sell me more, that person is very ill."

"If these medicines cannot cure her, then let her wait for death." The woman was very experienced and she even knew that the medicine was for women.

Manda gave three silver coins, watched the fat knight and the woman lingered for a while, then turned around and went to another stall.

This time the stall owner was a middle-aged man with yellow and white hair and a golden mask that covered most of his face from his forehead to nasolabial folds.

"King Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time. There is a good thing specially prepared for you."

Stanley smiled and said, "Old butler, I knew you had something good."

The "old butler" took out a leather belt, which was about five fingers wide, and was inlaid with gold wire and gems.

"This belt shines through Zeus's Holy Light, made by the best craftsmen in the City of Golden Light. With it, your power will increase by 30%.

"Advance 30%?" Stanley sneered, "Do you know how strong I am?"

"You just try it out."

Stanley tied his belt and stood there silent for a moment.

He tried to swing his fists a few times, and Manda could clearly hear the fists and air rubbing. Stanley was very satisfied with the belt. He took out his huge purse and asked, "How much do you want?"

"Old housekeeper" said: "You know the friendship between us, you know how much I cherish that friendship. If it were someone else, I might not be willing to take action for 120 gold coins, because this belt is destined to belong to you, and Is it OK to have ninety gold coins?"

Stanley was a little bit painful, and ninety gold coins were basically equivalent to emptying his wallet.

"How about eighty, eighty?"

"Eighty-five, sir, I have only earned you five gold coins, and I swear to you in the name of Zeus."

"Okay!" Stanley gritted his teeth and was about to pour out all the gold coins in his purse. Manda suddenly grabbed his hand, stood on tiptoe, and whispered to him: "This thing is only worth twenty-one gold coins, you must believe me."

Stanley was stunned, then put away his purse and untied his belt.

The smile on the corner of the "Old Butler"'s mouth froze, and he could have a premonition of what would happen next.

"I don't want to ruin your business, let's talk in another place." Stanley smiled, then walked into the dark corner. The old housekeeper followed and lowered his voice: "King Master, I don't know who that child is, but you should believe in my character."

"Of course I believe you," Stanley gently stroked the gem on his belt, "Tell me how long this thing will last?"

This question made the old housekeeper a little embarrassed. He didn't dare to deceive Stanley, but he didn't want to answer this question directly: "You should know that the holy light on the divine object will slowly disappear in the end."

"Why do you have to beat around the bush?" Stanley sighed, "There is indeed the holy light of Zeus on it, but is the holy light on the gem or on the belt?"

The old housekeeper was sweating, and he couldn't avoid this question: "On the belt."

"The holy light left on the belt can last for up to three years, and the holy light left on the gem can last for twenty years. I don't know how long the belt has been used. It seems that it is not worth the price you mentioned."

The "old butler" gritted his teeth, and the result of this business might not be optimistic.

"Then how much are you planning to do?"

"Fifteen gold coins, what do you think?"

"Old butler" shook his head and said, "This is humiliating me."

Stanley smiled, "You humiliated me first."

...

The two of them bargained in the corner, and Manda also wanted to try her luck and wandered around the stalls.

Suddenly something came into his sight. It was a stone statue, a palm-sized stone statue, exactly the same as the one sold to him by the old goat man!

Manda squatted down, picked up a stone statue and looked at it.

It's true that there are words behind the stone statues, which are very similar to the words behind the stone statues, but they are not very similar, as if there is a lot more content.

Could it be that the stone statue is fake? Or does it record a different content?

Manda looked at it with her cross-eyed eyes for a moment, and countless gold coins appeared in front of her.

The stone statue is real! The previous stone statue records the method of the believers of the main god to enter the ranks. This stone statue is likely to record the method of the rise of the main god to enter the ranks.

Manda looked up and said, "How much does this stone statue cost?"
Chapter completed!