League of Legends Invades Another World

"100000 gold shields, 20 low-level magic items and 10 medium-level magic items can be exchanged for thorn necklace."

Modrian's Lion opened his mouth and was shocked by Veblen and Bayer. They showed an unbelievable look one after another, especially the goblin. His face suddenly changed, and his thin arm pointed at modrian tremblingly.

"It's just a high-level magic item, Knight modrian. Your offer is a little unkind," Bayer whispered, looking at modrian with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Kindness? High-level magic items?" modrian watched Bayer's performance with great interest. His acting skills were really much better than Angelina. Unfortunately, he was not a fool.

"Lord Veblen, as a high-level alchemist, can you tell me exactly that this thorn necklace is really a high-level magic item?"

After hearing modrian's roll call, a trace of panic flashed in Veblen's narrow and treacherous eyes, his thin arm slowly put down, and he glared at Bayer on his side.

This old guy's intelligence is really unreliable. A pioneering Knight without the concept of alchemy? Now others have found that they are fooling each other.

"Low level magic power items!" said Veblen reluctantly, and his green face was full of anger.

"Lord Bayer, you see, now you can confirm that the thorn necklace is a low-level magic item, so I can understand my previous offer?" modrian sat on the wooden chair again and fiddled with the dark green Necklace in his hands.

"But your price is still too high, far more than a low-level magic item," whispered Veblen. After all, it's wrong. It's no longer as high as before.

"10000 gold shields, 10 low-level magic items and 5 medium-level magic items. This is the price of our livodin blacksmith shop."

"You should know clearly that the thorn Necklace belongs to the Jeffrey family. I think no one in the northern part of the kingdom will take the thorn necklace from you except us."

Modrian was indifferent and played with the dark green Necklace in his hand. He knew that what Veblen said was reasonable, but now it was not a period of chaos. The iron thorn cavalry Corps sent by the Jeffrey family had been the maximum strength.

If you want to get the thorn necklace from him again, unless you send people over the length of the knight, but those are the existence of zhenyayun. How can you move easily.

Moreover, modrian believed in the strength of dreus. At that time, he would not necessarily be afraid of the Jeffrey family. Maybe at that time, there was more than one Knight Chief of dreus.

"Coupled with the friendship of the voding blacksmith shop in edalas, when the Jeffrey family is in trouble, I will give priority to providing weapons and equipment for digging the fort." Bayer suddenly interrupted, staring at the thorn necklace with hot eyes.

If you can get the thorn necklace today, even if it won't be in his hand in the end, he also has time to experience the power of the thorn aura and take a solid half step or even one step on the long road to the knight.

"Sorry, I don't need the friendship of rivardine blacksmith. I just want gold shields and magic items." modrian spoke slowly despite Bayer's suddenly angry and ashamed face.

"10000 gold shields, 20 low-level magic items and 10 medium-level magic items. This is my last reserve price. If I can't accept it, I'm sorry."

The development of digging fort is trapped in the lack of gold shield, and magic items are for systematic summoning. They need to summon more heroes.

Although modrian had established his foothold in the northern part of the Kingdom after the battle of the Aaron hills, everything should look to the future, because no one knows what will happen in the future.

"Knight modrian, if you want to think about it, it's the Jeffrey family, and our friendship in the warding blacksmith's shop is not so easy to obtain!" Veblen's tone was low, the gorgeous robe was windless and automatic, and there was a faint spiritual force oppressing modrian.

"Ha?" modrian frowned slightly. He looked at Bayer and Veblen with a cold face. "You two seem to have forgotten where this is?"

"This is my dig fort, not your rivodin blacksmith's shop!"

The shadow suddenly shrouded, and the smell of fear fell in the depths of the soul. Bayer and Veblen turned their faces rigidly and looked behind them. A huge and burly figure stood at the door of the Council hall. Their ugly faces were cold and murderous.

"I... want to consider that so many funds and goods need a lot of procedures to be transferred." Bayer stammered. The Lord Veblen goblin was even worse and couldn't say anything.

"Don't think about it. The Harriman family accepts your price."

In the conference hall, there was a light voice. Modrian looked up and the familiar brown haired youth came up.

"I didn't expect to see you again, modrian. Maybe it's time to add a name now, modrian knight?" Lambert still sat in the wooden chair and joked to modrian.

"Indeed, to the surprise of many people, my abandoned man defeated the iron thorn cavalry corps, the glory of the Jeffrey family." modrian smiled and nodded to the old man behind Lambert.

"Housekeeper atley, it's a pleasure to see you again!"

"You're welcome, Knight modrian. Now your name is spreading wildly in the north of the Kingdom," said Butler atley, bowing.

On one side, Lambert seemed unable to stand the hypocrisy between the two people. He directly interrupted and said, "how about 10000 gold shields, 20 low-level magic items and 10 medium-level magic items in exchange for a thorn necklace. I accept your price."

"Sure!" modrian shrugged his shoulders, smiled, and threw the thorn necklace to Lambert.

"Don't try here. The thorn necklace can easily absorb the life energy of the knight."

"Really?" Lambert played with the thorn necklace a few times and handed it to the Butler atley on his side. "Aren't you afraid that I won't give you anything and directly give the thorn necklace to greedy ink?"

"I believe in the reputation of the Harriman family!" said modrian respectfully to Lambert and attley housekeeper.

"Hum!"

Losing face, the two men in the livodin blacksmith shop looked ugly. They glanced at modrian and Lambert, and finally left here with tolerance.

They didn't care about leaving. Lambert turned his mouth to modrian. He looked a little funny. He seemed to despise Bayer and Veblen. The same is true. No one can compete with the Harriman family in the northern part of the kingdom for wealth.