ebookland Chapter 198 The Riddler
Chapter 198 The Riddler
When Brother Grayheart heard this, he glanced at Petrus with dissatisfaction and said "tsk!" impatiently.
For these old immortals, the time for talking is long gone; everything has to be decided with their hands.
Petrus felt bored when he found that Dejected Brother didn't make any moves.
"It's boring. A wimp is a wimp. It's boring to just stand there like this."
However, the cold attitude of the discouraged brother reminded Petrus.
"Hey - what's going on? Why do I feel so energetic today? Never mind. I will leave after answering Lin Hun's question. I will absorb the souls I have obtained and improve my strength as soon as possible. If I don't succeed in doing that thing in the future, I will at least be able to protect myself."
Thinking of this, Petrus turned his head and looked at Lin Hun, waiting for him to ask questions.
How could Lin Hun, who finally understood the mystery, let him go so easily? Lin Hun asked all his questions at once:
"Can the mysterious power only be cast with spell slots? Petrus, do you know any miracles recorded outside of spell slots? If so, can they be used? Can the number of spells in a spell slot be restored?"
Several questions poured out of Lin Hun's mouth as quickly as pouring beans. After he finished speaking, Lin Hun even felt his mouth a little dry.
"You call this a question?" Petrus rubbed his hair irritably. After listening to Lin Hun's question, he now began to regret agreeing to let Lin Hun answer his question so easily.
"This is of course a question, a question about a 'spell slot'," Lin Hun rubbed his hands and looked at Petrus expectantly, waiting for him to answer his question.
Of course, Lin Hun was playing a word game here and even made some far-fetched arguments. When asking these questions, Lin Hun was already prepared to be rejected.
The near-miss was that the answer was refused, wasting the opportunity to ask the question;
The worse result is that the two people become enemies directly because of one issue;
The best outcome is naturally that all questions are answered.
But he still wanted to give it a try. After all, spell slots were indeed quite mysterious to him, a staunch materialist warrior for the past twenty years. He really couldn't wait to learn more.
"I'm not greedy, so answering one or two is fine."
Brother Huixin secretly put his hand on the outside of his thigh and gave Lin Hun a thumbs up.
"Boy, you are indeed greedy. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, I want to congratulate you on becoming a qualified undead."
"Alas..." Petrus sighed, and Lin Hun's heart couldn't help but lift.
"Forget it. You are my important client after all." Petrus looked at Lin Hun with a smile in his eyes. "These questions are all basic knowledge. I can answer you, but——"
"Just?" Lin Hun knew that what came before were all just empty words, but what came after was the key point, which was the condition proposed by Petrus.
"I still have several miracles that I haven't sold yet. In order to sell them, I really don't have time to explain these issues to you. What a pity." Petrus shook his head with a sad face and stood up to leave. "Oh, I'd better go back quickly. Maybe someone will come to buy the miracles in my hands. It would be bad if I missed the business."
Petrus walked very slowly, even slower than an old man in his seventies or eighties. Lin Hun knew that he was giving himself time to think. "You've missed the business. I haven't met any other undead people in your place since I came here. Besides, who else would spend a high premium to buy your classic fashion garbage?"
Petrus's meaning is very clear. I can answer your question as long as you pay me with your soul. Of course, I don't want your soul for nothing. I will also give you a miracle. It will be as if you spent your soul to buy a miracle from me.
Lin Hun didn't think that Petrus's request was excessive. Petrus was the only one who could perform miracles in the places he had visited. Currently, there was no other place to buy miracles except from him.
"That's fine. It doesn't matter if it's a little more expensive. It's all military expenses anyway. We can't save any money."
Lin Hun quickly stood up and caught up with Petrus, put his whole arm around his neck, and acted like a good brother:
"Don't leave in such a hurry, Petrus. You've only been sitting here for a short while. Why are you in such a hurry? It's just a miracle, isn't it? Although I don't have any money now, I promise you that I will definitely come here to buy one in the future. You must save the best for me."
"One?" Petrus turned his head to look at Lin Hun's bared teeth, knowing that this was the biggest concession Lin Hun had ever made. The undead are all stubborn. They have their own ideas, and the main thing in business is a fixed price. If it's okay, it's okay, and if it's not, it's not. They don't have the time or the energy to bargain.
"Hahaha, good Lin Hun, thank you very much for coming to support us," Petrus also stretched out an arm and praised Lin Hun's neck. The two of them clung to each other, just like real brothers.
"I will definitely save the best miracle I have for you. Hey, that's a remnant of a high-level miracle so you'll have to prepare more souls. But we are brothers so I'll definitely give you a discount," Petrus told Lin Hun as they sat back on the steps together. Because they sat down together, the distance between them was particularly close, and outsiders could tell at a glance that their relationship must be complicated.
Petrus' words sounded nice, but they didn't sound the same to Lin Hun. The deeper meaning of "the best miracle" was that Lin Hun should prepare more souls to buy miracles next time he came back. As for "a discount"? Isn't an 11% discount also a discount?
He talks about human relationships, but his inner thoughts are all about business.
At this point, no matter how uncomfortable he felt, in order to get more information, Lin Hun would not offend Petrus, but would just flatter him:
"Hey! Thank you Petrus. To be honest, I don't know where else I can learn miracles except from you. But I heard that there is a temple in the center of Undead Town. I will go and take a look. Maybe I can meet some fellow holy knights like you. Then I will definitely recommend you two to get to know each other."
Lin Hun's words also implied a hint of warning: Petrus, I naturally acknowledge the reason for our transaction, but you'd better not raise the price too much, otherwise I might meet another priest and won't learn miracles from you anymore, and the miracles in your hand will just gather dust.
Petrus was startled for a moment, then immediately resumed his position and laughed, "Haha". He was so happy that he almost forgot about Lin Hun's cunningness:
"We are all believers of the White Church. If you, Lin Hun, can find other priesthoods, that would be a great thing. Then it would be nice for us three members of the White Church to come to the sacrificial ground with him and chat together."
Lin Hun knew that Petrus understood the meaning of his words, so he said no more.
On the side, Brother Huixin was dumbfounded as he watched the two of them compete with each other in acting, and fought a war without the smoke of gunpowder. Although he could understand the deep meaning of the two, he believed that no matter which side he stood on, he could not achieve the same fluency as the two. Looking at the two smiling people, Brother Huixin felt like he saw two foxes.
"Riddler, get out of Lordran!"