Chapter 184 Minsk

In addition to these regular security forces, stone golems also patrol the winding underground corridors, and water elements swim around the underwater riverbed outside the house day and night to prevent thieves from digging tunnels into the vault protected by magic, rocks, guards and steel.

Noshier easily stored most of his treasures in the clearing house, leaving only a box of gold ingots worth 20,000 gold coins, a small box of gems of unknown value, a small box of various magic potions and various strange equipment.

Because the stored treasures were too huge, he even got a safe with the highest security level located in the deepest part of the clearing house. This safe was specially used to store Noshier's treasures, and he also successfully got the magic key representing the serial number of this safe.

As for why such a large amount of treasures of unknown origin could be stored in the clearing house so easily, it was because the owner of the clearing house, the golden dwarf Laques Yaoxu, did not care whether the source of the depositor's wealth was legal.

Because he is not only the owner of this bank, but also an important financial director of the "Valuable Order of Lenders", a mutual aid association of bankers in the city. More importantly, he is also the head of the guild in the steep street. These identities doomed him to not be a good person in a broad sense, or he was very welcome to adventurers like Noshier who stored huge wealth inexplicably.

Although he would never deliberately harm those distinguished guests who chose to store their wealth here for the sake of protecting his reputation, he would never mind annexing the safe that belonged to Noshier if the guests died in an accident.

In fact, the information about him must have appeared on the desk of the local union thief leader, but that was all. Laches would never let his thieves hurt Noshier's hair, because it was related to his reputation. For a banker, reputation was more important than his life.

After finding a temporary safe storage point for his treasure, he immediately ran to the Dongdao Adventure Shop in the lower city to buy a series of adventure supplies.

The owner of the Adventure Shop was a female tiefling named Scam Sylvan, who was dressed in a decent tuxedo. Because she was of the same race and because of Noshir's high charm, the manager gave Noshir a very favorable price to buy her products.

Noshir bought a lot of holy water in the shop, all kinds of types, and completely cleared out Scam's inventory. After all, they were going to hell, and no matter what opponent they were fighting in hell, these small potions could play a huge role.

In addition to these, he also bought 10 sets of new bedding, 5 new tents, a crowbar, a portable siege hammer (also called a door-breaking hammer), and a large amount of high-energy dry food suitable for long-distance travel, including beef jerky, dried fruits, biscuits and nuts, etc. These things were enough for a dozen big-bellied men to eat for a month.

He even bought an interesting strange item from the manager, who said that she bought it from an adventurer.

[Alchemical Pot]

[This small pot made of brass looks very delicate, and its special ability is that it can produce different liquids every day according to the different instructions of its owner, including strong acid, venom, beer, honey, mayonnaise, oil, vinegar, fresh water, salt water and wine.]

[This small pot can only produce one liquid a day, and the amount of each liquid that can be produced is also different. The largest amount of fresh water and salt water can produce 12 gallons (54 liters) a day, while the smallest amount of oil and venom can only produce 1/2 ounce (0.01 liter).]

This strange item is very useful, and Noshier bought it without hesitation. After adding this, even though the store manager had given him a huge discount, Noshier almost spent all the rewards that Palestine gave him. At present, he only has a box of gold anchors and gems that are worth a little money.

Ahem, a bit Versailles.

After Noshier put all these materials into the space box, he almost completed most of the preparations. Today, there are only two tasks that he has planned for himself that have not been completed.

One is to remove Minsk's petrification, and the other is to communicate with the totem through the wilderness ritual to improve his professional level to level 6, and then use the motivation points to raise his level to level 7 and level 8 respectively. At that level, he is almost able to survive alone in hell.

If he is lucky, with the help of motivation points, Noshil feels that he should be able to achieve the expected level increase within two days, but now he has to complete the first task first.

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Noshil came to the spacious street again. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. There were still many merchants and vendors in the spacious street. They did not have the ability to buy a shop in Baldur's Gate. They could only pay expensive rent to set up stalls and sell goods in this place every day. In order to earn money to maintain their lives, everyone shouted very hard.

And Noshil did not pay too much attention to these vendors. He walked through the crowd and came to the center of the spacious area. In this sea of ​​people, only this area was deliberately left with a piece of open space. No vendors set up stalls nearby, just because of the life-size statue standing on the towering stone platform in the middle.

It was the beloved ranger Minsk and his hamster friend Boo, the duo who saved Baldur's Gate hundreds of years ago from Shavrok, son of Baal and master of the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce. All the people in Baldur's Gate have heard of his story and respected his bravery, even to this day.

As long as someone passes by the statue, they will definitely place their eyes on this tall and majestic statue for a second or two to express their respect.

"In the original history, how did Minsk lift the petrification seal?"

Looking at the statue in front of him, Nohir couldn't help but think of this. He still remembered that when he was playing the game, he found a notice posted behind a house in the resting place of Holding Gold, which recorded the loss of this statue, but that was already It will be two years later, which means that Minsk will get rid of the petrified state within two years from now, but the specific time is hard to say.

"Forget it, no matter how he was de-petrified later, in this history, he must have been de-petrified because of me."

Nohir thought of this and put down the distracting thoughts in his mind. Then with a thought, he took out the jar of petrified lizard oil from the space box, and then walked straight to the statue, intending to pour the magic oil on it. on the statue.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't touch that statue! It's the valuable property of the citizens of Baldur's Gate!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, brave Watcher soldier, but please don't get me wrong, I'm just doing maintenance on this statue, and this jar contains the lubricant that can make this statue shine again."

"Really? Well, it's true that this statue hasn't been maintained for a long time, and moss and weeds have begun to grow in the gaps on it, but I haven't received any relevant notices from the spacious block city hall. What do you have? Can you provide any evidence for your statement?"

"This token may bear witness to my words."

"The token of Flame Fist? Well, no matter whether you are a tinker or not, if you have this token, your official position is greater than that of a soldier like me. Do as you like, sir, as long as you don't destroy the statue. "

"...I try my best."

After Nohir said this, he took a few steps forward and was about to pour the magic oil in his hand onto the statue. But before he could do so, a noisy chaos suddenly rose to Nohir's right.

Then, along with the sound of the soldiers' pursuit, there was a brilliant magical light. In an instant, this light hit the statue one step ahead of Nohir.

"Damn Alice! Your magic misses again... Oops!"

"Who knows why the Grease spell is like this? I hate my wild magic!"

"Stop, little thief!"

The situation not far away was still chaotic, but Nohir was not in the mood to pay attention at this time, because right in front of his eyes, huge cracks suddenly appeared on the stone sculptures of Minsk, and then with a not loud sound There was an explosion, and a male voice that sounded very rich but had a very strange word sequence came out of the fog.

"Ranger - back! Say hello to my ferocious hamster! Evil one! Because soon, Minsk's Boots and Boo's gonna kick your butts!"

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