Chapter 1782 Small Crystal Block

Facing a father and daughter who have different ideas than ordinary people, I feel a little powerless, but it is better to explain some things clearly to avoid embarrassment in the future.

So after the conversation between father and daughter ended, I stepped forward and saluted: "Mr. Mavro, I hope you will allow me to clarify my relationship with my daughter."

Mr. Mavro looked at me calmly and nodded: "You say."

"My sister and I have just met each other for the first time. We have no basis for relationship or understanding of each other. Is it a bit abrupt to suddenly be called boyfriend and girlfriend?"

After saying this, I glanced at Daphne and found that there was no fluctuation in her expression, and even her movements of packing things were not unnatural. It could be seen that her mood was as calm as water, without any waves. Seeing this, I couldn't help but be surprised.

Mr. Mavro, who was standing opposite me, also looked at me calmly, without any emotion, and just said lightly: "You don't like Daphne?"

"This" I suddenly felt ashamed, thought for a moment, and said: "If you look at it from the perspective of a stranger, my wife has a delicate appearance and a steady aura, I will naturally like it, but from the perspective of a lover, we both It’s just the first time we met, and there is no accumulation of any feelings, so how can we say whether we like her or not?”

"So that's what you think." Mr. Mavro nodded calmly and said, "But the little girl seems to like you very much. Maybe it was love at first sight?"

He said, turning to Daphne. Daphne paused, nodded slightly, and then continued to work.

"Well, my little girl did fall in love with you at first sight," Mr. Mavro said, "Since my little girl likes you and you don't hate her, let's get along with her first."

I thought for a moment and then said, "With all due respect, I already have multiple fiancées. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of your daughter wholeheartedly in the future."

Mr. Mavro looked at Daphne again. When Daphne heard that I had multiple fiancées, she paused for a moment, but soon she recovered and continued to pack her things quickly.

Mr. Mavro nodded, turned to me, and said: "It seems that this cannot sway Daphne's mind."

I sighed softly and said, "In that case, let's get along for a while first and see if we are suitable for each other."

Not only are the Mavro and his daughter's brains astonishing, but the materials in their shop are also unique.

This is not derogatory, but a compliment.

Most ordinary material shops mainly sell cloth, leather, animal bones, ordinary iron sheets, ordinary steel sheets, and a few enchanted stones.

Mavro's shop is not limited to these, there are many small crystal blocks with regular shapes and different colors, including white, black, blue, red, gold, and even transparent ones!

Crouching down and leaning my head, I stared at the small crystal blocks over and over again. Apart from regular shapes, single colors, and slight magical fluctuations, they had no other characteristics.

After thinking for a long time, I pointed to one of the small white crystals and asked, "What are these?"

"It's just some ordinary crystal blocks." Daphne came over and explained: "Magic polymer."

I asked again, "Where did you get this thing?"

Daphne shook her head, and Mr. Mavro glanced here and said: "Monsters occasionally drop mineral deposits in the deeper layers of the dungeon, but not in large numbers."

"How to use this thing?"

"It's a bit like the enchanter. The enchanting stone is used to add magical attributes to equipment, and it is used to strengthen the magical attributes, which is similar to the role of a catalyst."

I was quite surprised. I picked up a small black crystal and looked at it several times. I was very happy.

This small crystal block is only the size of a thumbnail and is not very hard. It can be pinched and deformed with a little force of your fingers. However, although it is deformed, it will not be destroyed. Instead, it will recover the moment your fingers are released. original shape.

After pinching it a few times, a ripple suddenly appeared in my heart, as if the gadget in front of me seemed familiar.

Suddenly, I remembered the irregular black stone I picked up in the dungeon, its smooth surface, ominous oily sheen, and its qualities that could be blended into my left hand.

Since that thing was integrated into my left hand, there have been more and more ancient writings on my left arm. Although the development is slow, so far, it has spread to the elbow. I think it won't be long before this pair of gauntlets can no longer cover it up. Live it.

However, this is not the most distressing part for me. If it only goes over the elbow and is regarded as a tattoo, no one will doubt it. But once they spread to my neck or even my face, I can't keep them all day long. Cover your face, but if you don't cover your face, once someone finds out, it may not only be an eyesore, but may even threaten my life.

This is not alarmist.

Although there are only a few people who have studied ancient writing, they are all royal nobles. They are not only rich and powerful, but also have many soldiers and generals. Some of them even include many large guilds.

I wonder which large guild doesn't have some assassins who specialize in assassinations?

I also want to ask which royal family, after learning that there is an ancient writing machine like me, does not become greedy and does not want to take me as their own, or kill and skin me?

You know, the power of ancient writing is extremely terrifying. It is even said that even the Goblin Emperor spared no effort to collect the ancient writing. Of course, the second half of the sentence is just that the bard had nothing to do and was talking nonsense while tasting wine. There is no record of Kan's unofficial history in the official history.

In short, once the information about ancient writings is leaked, I will easily fall into danger.

Having said that, what can I do?

Cut off your left arm?

But what should we do if after being chopped down, ancient writing emerges from somewhere else?

Is it possible that he has to chop his whole body all over?

Every time I think about this, I feel bad and always sigh.

After sighing repeatedly, I put the small black crystal back on the counter, glanced at Mr. Mavro, who was chatting and laughing with Sherlock, curled my lips, turned to Daphne, and asked softly: "Have you ever seen something like this before? This kind of small crystal stone is also black, but its shape is irregular, and the reflected light is also very uncomfortable."

Daphne thought for a long time and said, "It seems that there is indeed something similar to what you said."

I quickly asked: "Has that thing been sold?"

"I don't know about that." Daphne thought for a while and said, "I'll ask my father."

After that, she walked up to Mr. Mavro and asked a few questions in a low voice.

Mr. Mavro looked up at me, hesitated, and then nodded.

Daphne walked back quickly and said: "Father agreed, let's go, I will take you to the warehouse, and you can see if you can find the thing you mentioned."