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Holding the herbs wrapped in yellow-brown paper, Bogda fainted away from the “Rossen Folk Herbal Shop”.

While waiting for the rail public carriage, he suddenly realized:

I bought such a pack of things for a full 10 pounds?

This is close to my monthly salary!

If you don't believe Anna and Joyce, you can't bring so much cash to the divination club!

Is it that Mr. Moretti’s charge of only 8 pence for divination is to work with the black-hearted boss of Rosen Herbs to earn more profits? This is very similar to the classic fraud case in the newspaper! Before and after Bogda's association, he was a bit suspicious of Klein and even suspected Joyce and Anna.

The public carriage stopped. He looked at the herbs in his hands. In the end, he couldn’t return to his cheeks and he could only enter the compartment with a heavy heart.

............

Rosen's folk herbalist shop.

The boss looked at the back of Bogda and went back to the back door where the herbs were piled up:

"Shelmin, I don't want to buy herbal medicine today."

"Why? Teacher, why?" A handsome boy with a messy hair came out.

The boss smiled and said:

"This is the 16th customer because of my fame, and I will continue this way. I think the night, the punishers and the mechanical heart will notice me. It is time to consider going to other cities."

"Does this shop need to be transferred?" Shermin nodded and asked with concern.

The boss sighed:

"If you want to stay, you can be the owner of this shop. In terms of distinguishing herbs and formulating drugs, your ability is enough. Of course, 50% of your monthly profit is remembered to be deposited in my Beckland. De Bank's unregistered account."

"But, I haven't learned what you are really good at." Shelmin is tired of a city that can't live for a year, and is quite reluctant to teach the teacher's magical formula.

The boss sat on the lounge chair and swayed leisurely:

"That's not what you want to learn..."

............

A cup of black and green boiling liquid appeared in front of Bogda, the stinky smell, the color that makes people want to vomit, makes him deeply doubtful about today's every move.

The blood of the **** that just flowed out was dripped into the potion, and Bogda’s father looked at his son with anxiety:

"I think surgery is the best choice."

Not much **** blood tumbling a few times in the boiling liquid, disappeared, Bogda took a deep breath:

"If this pharmacy doesn't work anymore, I will consider surgery."

"The Lord will bless you." Bogda's father painted a triangular emblem on his chest.

When the boiling liquid cools, Bogda holds the idea that he can't waste 10 pounds of money. His right hand is lifted, his eyes are closed, his head is raised, and he will drink all the medicine.

The smell of **** smell echoed in his mouth, letting him almost vomit all the things he had just drank.

This evening, Bogda found that he had eaten his stomach and went to the bathroom six times. When the moon of blush was about to disappear, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly woke up, because he dreamed of the company boss's reprimand.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I have been invited for three days of annual leave, do not have to rush to the company." Bogda breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly found that his spirit is quite good.

This is in stark contrast to the low state of the past few weeks.

Bogda subconsciously reached out and pressed the right side of the abdomen. Only a little bit of force was used to stab the unbearable area and became normal. There was only normal compression pain.

"Isn't it really effective? The pharmacist is obviously fooling people..." Bogda turned up and stunned and puzzled and got out of bed, moving up to the body, and felt that the long-lost health came back.

He pondered for a long time and said to himself:

"According to the pharmacist's instructions, I have to drink two potions. When I finish drinking, I will go to the hospital and find a doctor to look at..."

"The pharmacist didn't seem to say that he had to drink a few times a day..."

"...I still think he is a bit like a liar..."

............

In the office of the civilian staff of Black Thorough Security, Klein pleaded in advance to obtain an undisturbed environment.

He took the knives and shouted spirituality, seriously carving the spells and symbols on the two silver ornaments.

It is Hemiss, who prays to avoid the affliction. It is a symbol of the goddess of the night, symbolizing the two mysterious symbols of the Empress and the Queen of Fear.

In addition, Klein also added the goddess corresponding to the number of "7" and related magic signs.

In addition, both sides of the spell and the amulet must be engraved, and which symbols, which spells, and which marks are placed on each side, and where they occupy each other, and what special format is in the advanced category of occult, ordinary people The rumors spread are full of fallacies.

At this moment, Klein had a lot of sculpted materials on his right hand side - through repeated practice to confirm that he was proficient, he dared to make amulets for his brother Benson and his sister Melissa.

The spirit precipitated, and the spirituality spurted out from the tip of his knives, and the number of "7" was outlined on the surface of the silverware.

The other side of the silver mantra and symbols, he has carved, waiting for this side to finish.

When the last knife fell and all the spirits were connected together, Klein suddenly felt the strange, majestic and terrifying power in the room.

The surging quickly disappeared, and the two sides of the silver mantra were completely combined into a whole in Klein's "Looking", exuding a quiet and peaceful black.

He put down the knives and rubbed the silver ornaments of "circle" and "vertical", only to feel the touch of warmth with a bit of coolness.

"Okay!" He was delighted to send the previously produced amulet to the newly acquired pocket of the clothes, and he planned to give the opportunity to his brother Benson and his sister Melissa.

- The amulet made by the extraordinary has a certain effect, which allows the wearer to unknowingly avoid a considerable degree of difficulty, but not too exaggerated, and the spirituality will be lost a little, unless a higher order is used. Ceremonial magic, pray for complete solidification, otherwise the one-year use period is the limit, and high-order ritual magic has terrible requirements for spirituality, and non-Klein can now bear.

Then I will re-use the spirituality again... Klein nodded thoughtfully and began to clean up the messy table.

He hasn't made items for himself for a while, because this level of amulet has limited effect on him, so his goal is to further master the spell, and with the ritual magic, make a few spells that are opened with special syllables.

After finishing the finishing work, Klein just stepped out of the civilian staff office and prepared to hand over the scrapped materials. He saw Captain Dunn coming over with a black trench coat.

Dunn’s faint ash was swept away, and the corner of his mouth was upturned:

"Klein, the church has been approved, you are our full member."

"Really? This is great!" Klein showed a surprise in half-truth.

Dunn smiled and nodded:

"You can now replenish this week's salary of 3 pounds, then 4.5 pounds a week, until the advance payment is paid off."

"Right, have I mentioned the ceremony for the night?"

"Every official value night must go to complete a task independently. Only in this way can you get the recognition of your peers. Considering your outstanding performance before, I think it can be replaced by the ordinary task that was commissioned. At that time, I will Officially introduce you to all nights in Tingen City."

Klein replied without hesitation:

"Ok!"

3 pounds plus reimbursement of 7 pounds, and then add a formal dress is no problem!

And there is quite a lot left!

Well, I don't know when I can wait for the task...

Klein waited until Sunday and waited for Selena’s birthday dinner.

............

In a formal dress, the half-height silk hat was cleaned with a brush and a handkerchief. Klein looked in the mirror and walked very confidently into the first floor.

At this time, Melissa is looking up and down Benson's clothes.

"Is there a problem?" Banson raised his cane and was dizzy by his sister's gaze.

He has self-examined himself and felt that he had no problems and he was dressed well enough.

Melissa took back her eyes and said with a serious expression:

"Banson, you are a very old dress."

"Today's birthday party has a lot of outstanding ladies and ladies. I think your dress is disrespectful to them."

Klein was full of doubts. After hearing the emphasis of Melissa, she suddenly woke up and smiled and went to the road:

"I am similar to Benson's body. He can wear my other tuxedo."

He has already told his brother and sister that he has bought a new formal suit. He said that when he checked some cultural relics, his clothes were stabbed and broken. Therefore, the company generously compensated. Of course, he concealed the promotion. The salary increase is afraid of scaring Melissa and Benson, and I plan to wait until half a year to tell them.

This explanation is very enviable to Benson and Melissa, and feels that Blackthorn Security is really an unsightly employer.

"Isn't this necessary?" Banson still asked the situation without clearing the situation.

"No, it's very necessary." Kline pushed Benson's shoulder to the stairs. "My tuxedo is hung on the coat rack."

After watching Benson's face stunned upstairs, Klein turned and smiled at Melissa:

"Do you want Benson to take advantage of the Selena birthday dinner to start a good relationship with a young lady?"

During this time, he read many newspapers and magazines, knowing that the banquets of the nobility and the middle class often have a blind date.

Melissa nodded seriously:

"Yes, Banson has missed too much for us."

Girl, how do you live out the feeling of your mother... Klein looked at Melissa and suddenly shook his head and laughed.