Ten minutes later, Roman sat in the office belonging to the goblin Grandet, folded his hands on his abdomen, and looked at the opposite with a smile on his face.

   Grandet still wears his glasses full of mechanical texture, but now the left spectacle lens is adjusted to the appearance of a composite magnifying glass, and he is squinting his eyes, carefully examining a simple gold coin in his hand.

   After a while, Grandet put down the gold coin in his hand, then looked at Roman from behind the glasses, and said slowly:

   "Mr. Merlin, I want to know, where did you learn about the Blood Moon World?"

   Roman smiled slightly:

   "It's very simple, Solomon found me."

   Grande nodded:

   "Oh, it turned out to be like this, then, what did you want to do when you found me?"

   "It's very simple. I need points and do some preparation work. After all, this task is very dangerous. Just go with nothing, and I feel uncomfortable."

   Hearing what Roman said, Grandet leaned forward slightly and asked:

   "Points? Do you want to get points from me?"

"good."

"How many?"

   "Not much, ten thousand is almost the same."

   "Hehe, ten thousand? Mr. Merlin, I'm very curious, you know, I am a businessman, and I have always been above profit. Then, please tell me, why should I give money to someone who is about to die?"

   Roman also sat up straight, staring at Grandet, and said:

   "Only you have a chance to get a clue to something like that."

   Hearing this, Grandet did not immediately answer. He first looked around, and after confirming that the doors and windows were closed, he looked at Roman again:

   "Hehe, interesting, then, how can you guarantee that you can get a clue to that thing?"

   Seeing Grandet's appearance, Roman leaned back on the chair, the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and his heart felt relieved. Knowing that he had guessed it correctly, he continued:

   "Of course I can't guarantee it, but on the other hand, can Solomon guarantee it?"

   Grandet was silent for a while, and Roman could see that he was weighing the pros and cons, and Roman was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for his reply.

   I discovered the blood moon world that Solomon was talking about before. I once saw it by chance in Grandpa Pace’s mission contract, so I couldn’t help but think of whether Solomon’s channel for obtaining information about the world would be through Grandpa Pace.

   But that palm monster like the jailer obviously won't have that much power to know the situation of special S-level missions, so naturally, Roman thought of the launch of Grandpa Pace, that is, the miser of Grandet.

As the chief financial officer of the Main Prison, and in charge of the mission release and points system, it is not surprising to know some insider information, and the reason why he revealed the news to Solomon is probably for the purpose of clues to such things. .

   This was nothing strange, but Veronica's words and Solomon's tit-for-tat performance at the party made Roman suddenly think that the people behind these people might be different.

   So, for the time being, at least Solomon and Rodney should not belong to the same faction, and Veronica doesn't seem to be in a group with one of them. As for Lego, Roman is not easy to judge.

   But even so, there are three forces involved in this mission. The reason why Solomon and the others did not explain this is undoubtedly because they want to use themselves as gunmen.

   And since I have also participated in it and guessed the doorway, why can’t I also find a backer? At the very least, what can I do to get some start-up funds. After all, Roman has a lot of interest in the paid books in the library.

   Finally, Solomon got up from behind the table, then took out a bottle of wine and two wine glasses from the wine cabinet behind him, walked over to Roman, and sat down after pouring a glass of each.

   "Hehe, Mr. Merlin, taste it, a good wine made from purple leaf wood fruit, this is my collection, I haven't opened it yet, but I think it should taste good."

   Roman did not refuse, smiled and took the wine glass, then shook it gently in his hand, and then took a sip, but then he frowned and turned to look at the goblin next to him.

I saw Grande just taking a sip. He was closing his eyes and shaking his head as if he was aftertaste. Even if Roman didn't understand the goblin's expression, he could still feel the kind of "good wine" sigh he wanted to express. .

   Romance saw this, put down the wine glass in his hand, hesitated a little, and said carefully:

   "Ahem, Mr. Grandet, take the liberty to ask, how much did you buy this wine for?"

   The goblin opened his eyes and gave a smile:

   "Hehe, it turns out that Mr. Merlin is also an expert in wine, and he seems to have tasted the extraordinary wine."

   Talking, Grandet put the wine glass on the tip of his nose again, sniffed lightly, showing a look of intoxication, and then took another sip.

"This wine is my drag, imported at a high price from outside the prison, and it cost me 300 magic stones, that is, based on the relationship between the two, I only shared it, and most people don't even want to smell it. "

   Roman stretched out his hand and clenched a fist, pretending to cough to hide the smile at the corner of his mouth, and then said:

   "Ahem, if you want to buy this wine next time, I suggest you give it up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, industrial alcohol mixed with water is bad for your health."

Hearing this, Grandet’s intoxicated expression stiffened on his face immediately. He swallowed the drink in his mouth with a grunt, then stared at Roman in amazement, stayed for a while, then picked up the bottle of wine and looked at it repeatedly. I couldn't believe it and asked:

   "Industrial alcohol? How is this possible, this taste, this taste, and it's a bit sweet!"

Roman lightly flicked the wall of the wine glass, and the wine in the glass immediately began to tremble slightly. After a while, it can be clearly seen that the original orange-yellow wine began to appear obvious color difference, and the top layer even It has become completely transparent.

  Roman pointed to the sediment in the lower layer:

"Have you seen it? Just add a little fruit element and blend it with a special magic solvent to cover up the taste of industrial alcohol, but you don’t have to worry about it. This method is very clever, because I am a potionist, so I can tell. It will be so sweet, the juice will be."

Grandet stared at Roman’s wine glass for a long time. The expression on his face began to be painful. He wailed, as if he wanted to throw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, but he stopped halfway up his hand, muttering in his mouth. :

"God **** bastard, dare to lie to this uncle. Fortunately, the magic stone I used to pay is also a waste product that has been extracted. Damn it, next time I buy it, don't let me catch you! This wine bottle Don’t break it, seal it back, and sell it to those prisoners at a high price."

  Roman's face turned dark, and the feelings guy used fake money for nothing. The reason why he was so angry is probably because he didn't take advantage of it.

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