Chapter 864

"Shit."

After asking and answering, Feirut finished the code with the people in the house, and the door of the loot house opened.

The person who opened the door was a muscular old man with a height of more than 2 meters, and he was also a rare giant.

"I made you wait for a long time, Lord Rom." Seeing the door opened, Feirut strode into the house, complaining in his mouth, "The owner is chasing closely, and it took a little effort."

The old man known as Lord Roma, whose full name is Cromwell, the slum-handling loot man.

She looks scary, but is actually a kind-hearted grandpa who has taken care of Felt since she was a child. To the lonely Felt, he was like a grandfather.

Lord Rom leaned out the door to look left and right, carefully observed the situation outside, and determined that Felt was being followed.

"After I got rid of the owner, I took a few detours to come here, you can rest assured, Lord Roma." Feirut sat down in front of the bar and said to the cautious Lord Roma at the door.

"Be careful, it won't hurt us." After confirming that no one was following, Lord Rom closed the door and walked to the bar.

"By the way!" Thinking of the business, Feirut took out the badge and handed it to Lord Rom, and then said, "Master Rom, show me the price of this thing. If this thing is very valuable, I can also follow up with you. Employers jack up prices."

"Feirut, what's the price your employer offered?" The glass of milk was placed in front of Feirut, and Lord Rom took the badge that she handed over by the way.

"The employer's asking price is 10 holy gold coins." After telling the employer's asking price, Feirut picked up the milk and drank it. After drinking it in one breath, he complained: "Hey, Lord Rom, this milk is definitely mixed with water, right? , It's hard to drink."

"I'm really ignorant, and I despise the milk that others kindly gave you." Lord Rom was not angry, and smiled and rubbed Feirut's little head.

"You've messed up my hair!" He smiled and pushed away his big hand, while Feirut straightened his hair and asked, "Master Rom, is this badge worth more than 10 holy gold coins?"

"This is the first time I've seen this thing, but the gemstones inlaid on the badge are of high quality, but it's not worth as much as 10 holy gold coins. If you make a successful transaction with your employer, you've earned the deal." Never Having seen this type of badge, Lord Rom can only use the inlaid gems to evaluate it.

"Oh, if that's the case, I won't raise the price." Relying on Lord Rom's vision, Feirut decided not to raise the price after a while, lest a lucrative deal could not be made.

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After the business was finished, the old man and the young man chatted about other topics, waiting for the appointed client.

That is, the person who hired Felt to steal the badge.

Time is passing by...  

When the appointed time was about to come, there was a knock on the door of the loot house.

"Where's the password?" Without rushing to open the door, Lord Rom looked at Feirut.

"I didn't tell the guest, but it's about the same time as the agreed time. It should be my guest. I'll go take a look." Feirut shook his head, jumped off his chair, and trotted towards the gate.

Seeing Feirut running to open the door, Mr. Rom who was standing in the bar was not idle either. He walked aside and picked up the mace and hid under the bar, in case the transaction failed and the other side grabbed it.

After all, this is not a legitimate transaction, and hard grabbing of stolen goods often happens.

"Sure enough, it's my guest!" It was indeed the employer who was outside the door, and Feirut opened the door to let people in, then went back to the bar first, and greeted the employer: "Come here, what would you like to drink? ?"

"It seems that there are idle people here." The person who came was a coquettish beauty with black hair and black clothes.

"If you deny it, then we will lose both money and manpower. This is the wisdom of the weak." Undisguised, Feirut expressed his concerns, which is also a warning to the other party not to mess around.

"Well, that's understandable." The coquettish beauty nodded.

Greeting the coquettish beauty to sit down in front of the bar, Feirut was about to take out the badge, when the door of the loot house was knocked again, and also did not give any password.

Seeing that Lord Rom looked over, Feirut quickly shook his head, indicating that he would not invite anyone else.

In the next second, one old and one young man suddenly looked at the coquettish beauty sitting in front of the bar with alertness. She is now the most suspicious object, and it is very likely that she will find someone to prepare for black and black.

"You don't have to look at me like this, maybe someone else will sell the stolen goods." It was clear what the old and the young were thinking, and the coquettish beauty said it had nothing to do with her.

"Feirut, go and take a look, remember to be careful." The words of the coquettish beauty did not let Lord Rom relax his vigilance, and still stared at her vigilantly.

"Well, I see." Ferut nodded.

Carefully bypassing the coquettish beauty, Feirut quickly walked to the front door, reaching out and directly opening the closed door.

But seeing the people standing outside the door, Feirut was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to close the door again. ..

Chapter 13 Elf

"Great, you are here!"

"I won't let you escape this time!"

She really found Felt, but she was about to close the door again, Emilia quickly pressed the door to stop it, and pushed the door inward with force.

"You are such a troublesome woman, why are you still reluctant to give up now!" Unable to close the door, Feirut gave up and quickly retreated into the house, worried that he would be attacked by the other party.

"I'm sorry, but I can't give up that thing."

"Hand over it honestly, I won't hurt you."

"My request is only one, return the badge to me, that is a very important thing!"

She raised her right hand to face Felt, and small ice crystals appeared around Emilia, which quickly condensed into several ice arrows.

Seeing that several ice arrows were aimed at, Feirut was a little afraid and stepped back again, but he still had no intention of returning the badge.

"Filute, if it's just an ordinary magician, the old man won't back down and will help you to the end, but she's not that easy to deal with." Lord Rom, who was standing in the bar, after careful consideration of Emilia, was sure that she Not a magician.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Feirut was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why? Lord Rom, do you have to admit defeat before you fight?"

"Little girl, are you an elf?" Ignoring Felt, Lord Rom looked at Emilia and was sure that he was right.

"Hu~! Not exactly, I'm only half-elf blood." Since it was seen, Emilia didn't want to quibble, and simply admitted it.

"Half-elf, still silver-haired, don't you..." Feirut hadn't finished speaking.

"It just happened to look alike, and I was also very confused about it." Before Felt finished speaking, Emilia knew who she was thinking of, and quickly emphasized that she only looked alike.

"Lya! Be careful!" Parker drilled out of his silver hair and released a magic shield.

"Ding!"

The magic shield appeared very timely, blocking Emilia's dagger at the last minute, and Emilia also quickly counterattacked to repel the attackers.

"The elves, the elves, hehe!"

"Great!"

"I haven't cut open the belly of an elf yet!"