The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

I can feel Harold frowning and looking at me, but I don’t intend to talk to him more here. After all, on the street, even if there are few pedestrians, there is a possibility that the wall will have ears. Get involved.

After that, Harold and I didn't say a word.

In his puzzled gaze, we came to the old Pachi’s weapon shop. Seeing the light was on, I opened the door and shouted, "Expert, expert, are you there?"

"Who to call an expert! I've told you so many times, my name is Paige!"

In the room, a slightly dissatisfied replied voice, though old, but full of energy.

I walked straight to the counter and took a look: "Hey, expert, what are you going to eat, take it out, you will have a share!"

In front of him, under the counter, Old Paige was bending over, eating red berries the size of his nails.

That thing looks very attractive, and it also emits a faint fragrance, which directly stimulates my taste buds.

Old Paige raised his head, smiled at me, and said: "This stuff is fresh, you can't buy it in most places."

With that said, he handed me one.

After I took it, I looked it up and squeezed it again. It was soft, like a cherry.

Throwing it into my mouth, I chewed a few times, and in an instant, a sweet and sour juice spread all over the entire mouth.

"Hmm~mm~" I let out a few low groans and grunts, swallowing all the juice, and praised: "It's delicious, it's really delicious, I said expert, what is this?"

Old Paige smiled and said: "This is a berry that is mailed by my niece and is specially produced in Fort Witch. The locals call it ruby ​​fruit."

"It's great" I praised, and proactively stretched my hand over, but was stopped by Old Paige. Then, like a thief, I squeezed the bag with ruby ​​fruit under the counter.

After doing this, he clapped his hands and said, "What can you do with me?"

"Cut, it's stingy." I gave him a blank look, then glanced at Harold who was waiting at the door, and then said, "I want you to do me a favor."

"Do you want to make weapons or equipment?" Old Pachi asked.

"I want you to come with me and help me pick something."

Old Paige thought for a while and asked, "What do you want me to choose for you?"

"Follow me and you will know."

With that said, I left the counter, walked to the door, and stood side by side with Harold.

"This is..." When Old Paggy saw Harold, he was startled, as if he was thinking of something, then he patted his head suddenly, and said: "I remember, you were before The one who was fighting An Xiaoyi!"

Harold smiled and said politely: "Hello, my name is Harold."

Old Paige watched it several times between Harold and me, and said, "How did you two get together?"

I felt awkward when I listened to Old Paige’s words, so I discerned: "Look at what you said, what do you mean by coming together? It’s like I’m having a relationship with him. We are really together. The friendship between comrades who have fought in war!"

Hearing what I said seemed great, Old Paige took a deep look at me and said: "I don't quite understand what you mean, and ah, it's getting late, I'm going to close, you say Discuss the matter tomorrow."

"Hey, it's not enough. I just want you to go over and choose it. It won't be long."

"If you don't go, you won't go." Old Paggy turned his head and began to clean up the things in the shop.

It can be seen that he seems to have a problem with Harold, and it is estimated that he also regarded Harold as a bad guy who threatened his shop.

I glanced at Harold from the corner of my eye, and realized that my face was a bit awkward.

Hey......

I sighed, it seems that there is really nothing I can do, I didn't want to use this trick.

Cough.

I cleared my throat and said nonchalantly, "Ghost face spider skin, ghost face spider skin..."

As soon as these words came out, Old Paige was like a cat that had been electrocuted. His whole body trembled and he froze there. After a while, he turned his head stiffly, with an ugly smile on his face, and said in an uncomfortable tone: "Where are you going, pick something?"

I am happy, this trick really works.

No matter how thick-skinned your old Paqi is, you can't hold back my whole ghostly spider skin favor!

After the shop door was locked, Old Paige followed us with an unhappy expression.

There was silence all the way, no one spoke, either they had their own minds, or they were looking around. After a short walk, they turned out of the civilian area and stepped into the noble area.

The two guards guarding the noble quarter saw that Harold came, and didn't ask much, just saluted him, and then continued to hold on to their posts.

"Bah, the distinction between noble and inferior is so obvious, it is worthy of the style of Ai Ruicheng, if this is in Fort Witch, let alone the civilians and the nobles, the civilians and the royal family will live in harmony, and there will be no soldiers guarding them."

Old Paggy muttered unhappy.

The voice was loud, I heard it clearly, took a peek at Harold, and realized that his face was a bit ugly, and it seemed that he had heard it too.

I wanted to take this to laugh at him fiercely, but after all I had to pick something from his treasure house in a while, so I couldn't bear it, so I turned my head and smiled apologetically at him.

Harold responded helplessly.

Soon, we came to a manor. The tall iron-cast fence encircled a large area of ​​land. The land was planted with all kinds of flowers and plants. The red and green ones were beautiful, and they were carved in marble. The fountain is gushing spring water.

In each garden, there are several marble-paved paths. On both sides of the path, on every three to five-meter sections, a magic street lamp will be erected to illuminate the entire path and the flowerbeds on both sides.

Around the manor, there are four two-story small buildings, the size of ordinary residents' houses, and in the center, stands a small castle.

The foundation of the castle is made of white marble, and the top is made of brown glazed stones. The overall look is more solemn and majestic.

"I'm going, Harold, this is your home!" I exclaimed.

The old Paige on the side was staring long ago, and couldn't even speak.

Harold laughed and nodded awkwardly: "Ah, yes, yes."

"It's magnificent!" I praised it again, took off the handguard and put it in the bag. I reached out and touched the iron gate: Heh, this gate is made of high-quality iron, which is better than me. The first weapon was a hundred times better...

Old Paggy was relieved at this time, and he said sourly: "This place is really magnificent, how much does it cost?"

Harold gave a dry cough and passed the embarrassing atmosphere.

He fiddled with a square object on the lower door and said to it, "I am Harold, open the door."

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