Chapter 486 The Frost Giant

"Hey! You wait first!" The owner of the firm quickly stopped Joan, with a wry smile on his face, "Young man, don't be so impatient, we have something to discuss, 3000 gold Dujia is really too high, let's take a step back, 2600 gold Dujia How about Jia?"

Qiao An stared at the owner of the firm suspiciously, wondering if he didn't learn the math well, or his understanding of the phrase "take a step back" was wrong.

"Since it's 'one step back', both buyers and sellers should make equal concessions, and 2,750 Gold Duga is reasonable." Joan asked unhurriedly, "Am I right?"

If the owner of the firm can't come up with a more reasonable algorithm, Joan can only think that he is playing word games and trying to insult his IQ, so he simply doesn't want to do the business.

The owner of the firm opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that the brain circuit of this handsome young man was completely different from the customers he had been in contact with every day.

Who would care about whether the laws of arithmetic and language logic are strictly reasonable when bargaining?

What a weirdo!

"Oh, forget it, I'll suffer a little more, how about 2700 Gold Durga?" The owner of the firm felt an inexplicable blow.

"Deal." Joan nodded briskly, but couldn't help emphasizing, "You really made a mistake just now, otherwise how can you explain 'each take a step back'?"

"Okay, okay, can't I be wrong? Please don't bring this up again!" The owner of the firm covered his face and lamented.

Joan could see that the owner of the firm was very agitated by his repeated questioning, but he didn't feel guilty about it, because the other party's continuous complaints during the price bargaining also made him very agitated, and the two sides considered it even Alright.

2,700 gold coins, weighing over 50 pounds.

Joan took the heavy money bag from the owner of the firm, stuffed it into the storage bag, and left the firm.

After he went out, he looked around vigilantly. He didn't find anyone suspected of being a pickpocket for the time being. However, it's better to be careful when going out. He turned into a secluded alley near the business store and used the "disguise technique" to change into a more common local clothes. .

When he returned to the lively streets again, he looked like a very inconspicuous local.

Joan walked around the street and didn't have anything to buy, so he went straight to the hotel across the street, intending to stay overnight and have a light meal along the way.

As soon as he walked into the hotel gate, he heard fierce disputes in the lobby. He looked over out of curiosity, and his sight was immediately blocked by a "wall". After careful observation, he realized that it was actually the back of a giant.

Joan's gaze slowly moved up along the giant's broad back, and the angle of his head also increased accordingly.

Visually, this unusually burly man was over twelve feet tall, more than twice as tall as him. The top of his head almost touched the ceiling on the first floor of the hotel. He was wearing a sleeveless leather armor, revealing his muscular arms and hair. The fluffy chest and the high and raised trapezius muscles extend all the way to the neck, making the neck look particularly thick.

Joan had witnessed the fire giant at the Brass Mountain Pass before. The giant in front of him was no less tall than the fire giant, but his skin color was completely different.

The fire giant's skin was dark red, like smoldering coals, exuding suffocating heat all over his body. The skin of the giant in front of him was light blue and white. Under the light of the hotel lobby, there was a faint cold light, giving people a feeling of A cold impression.

"Is this guy a frost giant?" Joan muttered to himself.

As early as 40,000 years ago, the giant race crossed the sea and came to settle in the New World. In the heyday of the giants, they defeated the native humans on this continent—the Asa and the Warners, drove humans from Asgard on the Genting Highlands to settle in the lowlands on the east and west coasts, and established on the Genting Highlands. The once powerful "Giant Court".

Until the arrival of the "Dragon Era", the giant clan suffered heavy casualties in the war with the giant dragon, and the giant king's court also quickly slipped from glory to decline.

Today, the total population of the giant race is less than one percent of its heyday, and it is mainly distributed in plateaus, snow-capped mountains, jungles, deserts, and even dark hells where human footprints are rare. In the coastal towns established by the colonists, It is rare to see giants, so it is no wonder that many tenants upstairs and downstairs are onlookers.

The giants have followed a strict "caste system" since ancient times, or in the language of the giants, it is called the "order" system.

As far as Joan knows, there are six types of giants that are more common in the New World, and the order (caste) is arranged from high to low. They are storm giants, cloud giants, fire giants, frost giants, stone giants, and hill giants.

There are strict class barriers between different giant castes. If a person's status is measured strictly according to the ranking decree promulgated by the "Royal Court of Giants", then a stone giant prisoner with the lowest status in his family, his The status in the entire giant society is also more noble than the great chief of the hill giant - at least in name.

As for those "sub-giants" with less pure bloodlines, such as ogres, trolls, and two-headed giants, they belonged to the "untouchable" untouchable class in the giant society that advocated the caste system.

The untouchable class is only worthy of being slaves to giants with purer bloodlines. If a giant master of a high caste is willing to spit at these untouchables, it is considered a great appreciation.

As for humans, their status in the eyes of giants is rather subtle.

Ordinary people without much power are no different from "untouchables" in the eyes of giants.

But humans with extraordinary powers, especially spellcasters, hold a much higher status in the eyes of giants.

If we look at human society according to the way of thinking of giants, then extraordinary professionals, including spellcasters, belong to the "higher caste" class in human society, and are eligible to interact with giants of the same caste on an equal footing.

Joan's curiosity was not satisfied with just observing the giant's back.

He carefully walked around in front of the giant, observed the burly giant from the front, and found that there was a flat deformed big nose on the broad face of the giant, which seemed to be the sequelae of long-term beatings, and his head was bald like a beggar Monk, there are a lot of eyebrows and beards.

The giant's muscular arms were crossed in front of his chest, and there were rings on the middle fingers of both hands. The ring on the left hand was ice blue, and the ring on the right hand was forged from red copper.

The two rings shone dimly under the light, emitting faint fluctuations in magic power, which caused Joan to glance twice, unable to identify what spells were enchanted on the rings for a while.

Judging from the giant's figure, skin color, and the northern dialect that popped out from time to time, Joan deduced that he was a frost giant.

Frost giants mostly live in the cold north, especially around the Jotunheim Glacier. They are relatively common in the Midgard region. However, there are very few chances to see frost giants in Yalfheim, where the climate is warm. .

Frost giants are notoriously fond of the cold and afraid of heat, and can't stand the scorching heat in the south, so when this frost giant appeared on the streets of Howth Town, it was particularly eye-catching.

Passers-by, including Joan, were all guessing in their hearts, what did this formidable big man want to do when he broke into the hotel?

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