Team channel city’s old dream "After all, it’s only because of cursing sects that equipment is rewarded. Forget it, I have to listen to them talk about cursing sects again" to be continued.
Chapter two hundred and thirty Spark
After a while of excitement, Feng came to Yvette’s cabin and found that he was chatting with Spark over coffee at the moment.
"Are things finished?" Yves Ritter asked after seeing Maple come in.
"Well, all the detainees have been sent to the church." Maple nodded.
"Thank you again for your help," Spark said, getting up.
"It’s not so polite to help." Maple said and poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down to join them in the chat.
After chatting for a while, Feng finally knew what Spark would be caught in that cursed sect college.
Spark’s ideal is to become a diplomatic ambassador. After learning many ethnic languages, he secretly left his home and set foot on the road of searching everywhere. However, he was captured by a sudden invasion of the cursed Sect during a communication with the Longarm people, and this became a prison.
"Do you still want to be a diplomatic ambassador now?" Maple took a sip of coffee and asked.
"Of course, this is my dream. I won’t give up so easily," Spark said firmly
"It’s good to have a dream, but you have to protect yourself first."
"Actually, I know some magic. I think if I practice hard, it should be enough to protect myself," said Spark, whose palm condensed into a mass of ice.
"Don’t you think you need a bodyguard besides strengthening yourself?" Maple laughed
Then Everitt said, "Why do you want to follow Spark around?"
"Yes, I’m always curious about this continent, but how about Spark? Call me when you want to see which race next time, and I promise to escort you there."
"This how embarrassed I …"
"Don’t delay me to help you because you and I have such an ideal. I really want to know all the races and wind speeds in this continent, which means helping myself, so don’t you think you owe me anything?"
"That … thank you very much." Spark bowed.
"Don’t always call me Yan." Feng held out his hand and said.
"Good swallow" Spark reached out and shook hands with Maple.
After shaking hands, Feng said, "Then you should have a rest for a while recently. After what you have experienced, I think your face is still very weak."
"Are you staying with me for the time being? You need to recover for a while." Everit also nodded.
"Well, I will," Spark said gratefully.
"Then I’ll go first," said Feng after drinking the coffee.
"Take this." Everit threw a black whistle at Feng. "It’s going to the famine plain, right? If you can’t solve the trouble, blow this whistle. Remember, when you can’t solve the trouble."
"Thank you, mentor," said Feng, looking at the whistle in his hand.
"Well, go."
When she walked out of Yvette’s hut, Feng immediately came to the jewelry association and found Saran.
"Hello, Master Saran, I need your help." Feng went to Saran’s desk and said.
"Everyone who comes here needs my help. Come on, what do you want?" Sarah cocked her legs and asked.
So Feng first took out the ghost thunder and the butcher and put them on the table, then took out the steel dagger and the powerful vitality crystal and said, "I want to take the dagger and dance wildly first, and then put these two gems into my dagger."
"These two swords are excellent," Sarah said, looking at them with satisfaction.
"This time, I’d like to ask the master to set it in person," said Feng.
"Me? I am very expensive ~ "Sarah fondle mei a smile.
"Of course I am willing to pay a high price for the master himself," replied Feng.
"Gold, I will perfectly embed two precious stones into your weapon," Sarah said with two fingers.
2 gold! This price is twice as expensive as the second "student price"! Sure enough, the title of master means that you vomit blood. At the moment, there are more than 23 gold left in the maple backpack, which means that if he loses these two gold, he will be poor, but if he is asked to complete the famine, the wallet will swell up again immediately.
So Feng took out his wallet and put it on his desk. "Well, please ask the master."
"Do I like a frank little fellow like you? Come and get it in an hour," Sarah smiled.
"That’s trouble master" Maple said and turned and walked out of the room.