Chapter 161 The Earl's Enemy

"Does this request also include Mrs. Tewasha herself?" A sharp voice sounded.

Meka Anders looked up and saw an old man with sharp teeth and a wretched look, speaking sinisterly with his black molars exposed.

It's really disgusting, it affects the appearance of the city just by looking at it...

Mrs. Tewasha seemed to be disgusted, her face became colder, she stared at the old man for a while, then suddenly smiled,

"Of course, if you want..."

"Hehehe... Of course I am willing..." The wretched old man was laughing and talking, and an indifferent voice spoke:

"Shut up!"

Meka looked over, oh ho, it was Morey Grave with the delicate moustache.

The wretched old man was interrupted, his expression unswerving, and when he was about to have a conflict with the man with a gloomy face, when he turned around and saw this face, he shrunk his neck and retracted his words like a turtle.

Everyone present was quiet. Morey glanced at everyone and then looked at Mrs. Tewasha:

"Mrs. Tewasha, you should know that there is no need to hide the purpose of our coming.

We came here because we heard that Count Tewasha once collected a drop of life-extending potion. If you have it, take it out and have a look. If you don't have it, we won't accompany you. "

Life extension potion? Let me tell you, what are these dignitaries doing here? They are not short of money, so they are here for this kind of treasure... Meka thought thoughtfully, and this answer was not surprising. The higher people climb, the more afraid they are. The more you die, the more you want to live longer.

But what exactly is this life-extending potion? An elixir brewed from a magic stone?

Just as he was thinking about it, Dane on the side had already opened his mouth to explain, with a look of surprise on his face:

"This is a potion that imitates the longevity water brewed from the philosopher's stone in the Middle Ages. A lot of manpower was spent on it, and a large number of alchemist masters also invested in it. There are only about ten drops in the entire world, and one drop can increase life span by ten years.

Mudd! I said what did they come for? I thought they were all prudes, and they were all here for Mrs. Tewasha..."

One drop for ten years? Although it's not as good as the elixir of life, it's still a lot... Meka suddenly glanced at him and quietly moved away a little.

This guy's mouth is full of tiger and wolf words.

"Of course there are life-extending potions, Mr. Graves." Mrs. Tewasha smiled like a flower. Today's collarbone-revealing dress, coupled with her dignified temperament, added a bit of flavor.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a magnet, attracting everyone's eyes to her face, waiting for her next words.

Mrs. Tewasha also looked at everyone and said with a smile:

"However, it is inconvenient to keep such precious things on your body and hide them in other safe places.

Dear guests, please rest assured that this life-extending medicine is also included in the requirements of my promise. Anyone who brings the head of my husband's enemy will be honored immediately. "

"Speaking of which, why not tell us the identity of the dark wizard..." Misev Parel, who was wearing a beige robe, spoke.

"This person..." Tewasha bit her lip and seemed to be deep in thought. Her expression was a little complicated, but she quickly recovered and said,

"He is the leader of the notorious Titan organization in the Greek magic world. He calls himself Ouralos and is ranked seventh on the most wanted list of dark wizards in Greece.

What I can tell you is that this person is not outstanding in strength, but he is particularly cunning. Even if the Greek royal family personally offered a reward, he has never been able to catch him. "

Ouralos? This seems to be a certain generation of god-kings in Greek mythology... Meka's eyes moved, thinking that this guy was very courageous, so he gave him such a nickname.

But my brain doesn’t seem to be working very well, so I could just call him Zeus, but I have to call him someone with a bad reputation, a guy with no morals and no moral values...

"That is to say." Morey narrowed his eyes and said:

"What we are dealing with is not actually a dark wizard, but a gang of dark wizards, right?"

"If this is the case, Mrs. Tewasha is a bit unreasonable." Misev also spoke, "There are so many people present, there is only one cake, and clearing out the other members of the dark wizard gang, doesn't it count as hard work? superior?"

"This..." Mrs. Tewasha hesitated, gritted her teeth and said:

"I have to take care of my husband's affairs now, and I don't have much money left. But every member of the Titan organization can get 100 gold galleons from me in exchange for their head. There is no upper limit, regardless of strength.

Is this okay? Mr Parel? "

Misev Parel nodded slightly and stopped talking.

"There's nothing wrong with me."

In another five-person team, a woman with tanned skin, wearing a black leather coat and red lips, looked at everyone present and said with a smile:

"However, if I get the life-extending potion by then, you are welcome to buy it from me. I only want money and nothing else."

oh? There was another person in this group who, like me, was not looking for a life-extending potion... Meka looked up and saw that this group of people were wearing some strange clothes. They didn't look like wizards' robes, nor did they look like suits from big families.

But... well, how should I put it, a bit carefree and casual.

Among the five people, there was only one woman, wearing a black leather jacket, and the rest were all men, either wearing floral shirts and large pants, or dressed in cowboys. Anyway, they looked like they were acting in a movie. What was it called... hmm, Revenge Alliance?

Especially this woman, if it weren't for her wrong skin color, she would look too much like that.

Meka just turned around and looked at Dane standing aside.

Seeing that he was about to ask, Dane put away his reluctant eyes and introduced him:

"These people are a magic mercenary group, they debuted from the French magic world. The mercenary group is called 'Blade', which ranks among the top 30 in the world.

This woman is their leader, Alice Weir. The whole team is a tough character. The hired people they take over are all about killing people. In a word, killing people is like killing chickens."

Meka gave a thumbs up. Awesome, he is worthy of being a playboy from the French magic world, and he has a wide range of knowledge.

"As for the rest of the matters..." Mrs. Twasha pointed to the middle-aged man dressed as a butler and said:

"You can ask my butler. When everything is finalized, those who are willing to go will be taken to the ruined city in Greece tomorrow by him.

There, the Titan organization is located..."

The middle-aged man dressed as a butler took off his black hat and saluted. His face was the kind that could not be recognized in the crowd, but he had a calm temperament.

This made Meka look sideways.

It was obvious that this man had seen a lot of things. Even when facing those rich and noble guests, he was not afraid of the stage at all, nor did he flatter and fawn.

More of a feeling of getting along with each other on an equal level.

The middle-aged man stood tall, glanced at everyone, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly:

"You can call me Anos. If you have any questions, you can ask me privately and I will introduce them to you clearly.

Now, you can start to enjoy the food and wine on the table..."

The main topic of the tea party came to an end.

At this time, the whole atmosphere eased, and there was the relaxation that a banquet should have.

Meka took a sip of red wine, looked up and looked around, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

This was forced to be involved in this bounty event.

To be honest, it was just a basilisk egg, it shouldn't be like this, right?

As he was thinking, a figure came over and held a glass of red wine in front of him.

Meka raised his head, it was Mrs. Twasha with glowing white skin.

She seemed to be passing by, clinked glasses with Meka, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Anders is worried, why should I involve you in this tea party?"

Hey, you know it too... Meka shrugged helplessly: "It really bothers me, if I can buy it with money..."

Mrs. Tewasha took a sip of red wine, her red lips dripping with red wine, full of charm.

She covered her mouth and smiled:

"It's precisely the money that is the problem. This pearl is actually an ancient sculpture, the crown pearl of the statue of Zeus. Do you know what price this pearl was auctioned in Greece at that time?"

Meka looked at her and waited for her to say the rest.

Mrs. Tewasha stretched out a finger and smiled:

"Five hundred thousand gold galleons, no more and no less, and the market price of that drop of longevity potion is almost the same."

After she finished speaking, she winked at Meka and left, leaving Meka alone in the wind.

How much?

Five hundred thousand?

Okay...Meka sighed.

There is really no other way this time. Although the competition is fierce, I can only fight for it.

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