The Holy Maiden of Light Wants To Change Jobs

Sylvia didn't know what Lan and Barlow were talking about in the room, but when she came out of the bath, she saw a face with the word "kill" written on it.

Sylvia picked up a glass of water and ran over, "Brother, drink water."

Then he consciously moved to the small bench next to him, with his legs together, his hands on his knees, his head slightly raised, and three words in capital letters in his eyes, "Please speak."

Barlow: "..." Looking at the water glass in his hand, he suddenly felt that he was not thirsty at all.

"You don't have to..."

Before Barlow could finish speaking, he saw that Sylvia's eyes changed, maybe it was contempt?

"Please don't treat me like a child, okay?"

Sylvia's words surprised Barlow for a moment. Yes, although the little girl in front of me is only ten years old, she is one of the candidates for saintess. She is very likely to become a saint and lead the Church of Light to a new height. .

It was he who was temporarily bewitched by Sylvia's usually harmless behavior, and treated him as an ordinary child.

In fact, in terms of Barlow's character and experience, such a low-level mistake should not be made, but people have weaknesses, and Barlow's weakness is his sister.

However, Sylvia's current appearance and age are...

Let him be delusional for a while.

"The Fall of the Rose?"

Sylvia listened to Barlow's confrontation with Lan and the news of the necromancer, and put a hand to her chin, "Do you like the corpses of young boys and girls?"

She really didn't expect that the target of the necromancer turned out to be herself, and she also saw her beautiful soul through the appearance?

"Then, or I'll be a bait!"

Sylvia clenched her fist with her right hand and tapped the palm of her left hand, as if this idea was a good idea.

It made Barrow, who still thought that he would treat Sylvia as an adult in the future, suddenly a little heartbroken, "Don't underestimate the necromancer, they have a lot of methods."

In fact, the implication is that he may not be able to protect Sylvia comprehensively. In case of an accident, people will not take the face of the Guangming Religion and leave Sylvia a way out.

"But even if I don't act as a bait, he won't let me go. We will still meet. It's better to take the initiative in your own hands."

Sylvia tilted her head in confusion.

So he succeeded in choking on Barlow again... He suddenly had an idea, if Sylvia became a saint, there would be a lot of excitement in the Holy Land.

"Let's go buy something to prepare first, it's not a problem in the room."

Seeing that Barlow didn't speak, Sylvia quickly made a decision.

Squeak, the door was opened, and Sylvia and Barlow, who had changed into fresh and clean clothes, stepped out of the door. At the same time, the door next door opened quickly, revealing Lan's horrified face.

"Going out? I'll go too!"

Sylvia: "Don't!"

Lan was aggrieved, "Why? I have a lot of money, but I can still pay for you."

Sylvia was unmoved by money, her face was expressionless but her tone was firm, "You are so ugly now!"

Lan: "I..."

Covering his chest as if he had been hit, but seeing that Sylvia must not be shaken, Lan pursed his mouth, and reluctantly took out a silver mask and put it on, "Is that all right?"

Sylvia immediately showed a bright smile, "Let's go~" took the lead towards the stairs.

Lan was stunned, why did he feel like he was being tricked?

Just tilting her head, she saw Barlow's "You just found out?" look, Lan returned to her senses, but she was not angry, instead she burst out laughing, "Wait for me~" hurriedly chased after him.

Sylvia and the others came out with a mission this time. Although there was an episode of the Necromancer, there was no need to be frightened. They did nothing to protect others.

Therefore, the first stop of the three of Sylvia was to go to the underground exchange where the magic core was traded.

Because it is close to the Lake Forest, it is very lively here, people come and go, Sylvia and the others flow with the flow of people wearing black cloaks.

Some of the people of all shapes and sizes were wearing cloaks like them, while others were talking carelessly, and they didn't seem to be afraid of being discovered.

Barlow was obviously familiar with this place, and led them to a counter, and after knowing his purpose, he was led to a small room.

"Three, please wait a moment."

A servant left quietly after serving tea, and the room fell silent instantly.

The forces in this kind of underground exchange are intricate and complicated, and some things that cannot be sold on the surface can find their way here, of course, the premise is that you pay a starting price.

And here, the confidentiality of customers is also very important. Taking into account the actual situation, Barlow should think of a way to buy one instead of finding a level 7 dark beast that he doesn't know where it is.

Level 7 is not difficult for an underground exchange.

"How many of you want to buy a seventh-level dark attribute magic core?"

A slightly old voice sounded from all directions, causing Sylvia to take a few glances around.

Is it so mysterious? She also thought that someone would come to talk to them directly.

Barlow pressed Sylvia's head and said directly, "Yes."

"Is there any other request?"

"Level 7, darkness is enough."

"There are three in our hands that can be transferred right away, namely the magic cores of Qiyong Beast, Thunder Beast, and Snow Velvet Beast."

"The price is 110,000 gold coins, 130,000 gold coins, and 160,000 gold coins. Do you consider it?"

Seeing this, Barlow thought for a moment, "Prepay 10,000 gold coins to keep Qi Yong Beast's magic core for seven days."

The voice quickly replied, "Up to five days."

Barlow: "Six days."

"The purity of the magic core of the seventh-level Qi Yong beast is not high, so you should leave it for a long time."

The voice was silent for a moment, "Yes."

Soon, the door was opened, and the attendant just walked up to Barlow with a sign.

Barlow picked up the sign and threw a bag directly to the man, "There are still some magic cores in it, sell it."

"Okay, guest, please wait a moment."

The attendant went straight out with the things. Sylvia was obviously seeing such a deal for the first time. She managed to restrain her desire to ask, but her eyes kept turning back and forth.

Before she could turn around a few times, the attendant came back again, "Guest, you sold a total of 366 gold coins for your magic core, and there were 9,932 gold coins in the bag just now, deducting six Eighteen coins, there are two hundred and forty-eight coins left here, please keep them."

Barlow picked up the bag, opened it, glanced at it, and closed it again, "Let's go."

"Okay, guest, do you need anything else?"

...

In less than ten minutes, Sylvia stepped out of the underground exchange.

"What's the situation? You want to earn 100,000 gold coins in six days?" Sylvia pulled Barlow's sleeve and lowered her voice.

This time, the Guangming Sect only gave 10,000 gold coins, and there are no other valuables except the few life-saving ones, and it is impossible for Barlow to hide anything.

But what they meant by the conversation just now was that Barlow paid a deposit in advance and asked the other party to keep the magic core for him, and he would collect enough money within six days.

Six days, one hundred thousand gold coins?

Sylvia is extremely suspicious that someone is going to take the road of crime, which is absolutely impossible!

Barlow didn't know what Sylvia thought, and the expression on his face was wrong. He was about to explain, but was interrupted by Lan who suddenly inserted between the two.

"Not enough money? It's almost enough to sell that drop of water of life, or little Sylvia calls me brother, I can..."

Lan's shoulder was firmly pressed by Barlow, and then he pushed aside, "You, go away."

Sylvia was pulled back to her side again, "Don't worry, I have a way, go back and talk about it."

Then, regardless of Lan who came over again, he took Sylvia to a tavern. I didn't know what to do, and immediately took her to a dilapidated shop. I bought a bunch of them. The prank thing cost a total of two hundred gold coins.

After all these were completed, it was almost dark, and the three of Sylvia returned to the hotel.

"Lan, see you tomorrow."

Locking Lan out of the door mercilessly, Sylvia could finally talk to Barlow about the 100,000 gold coins.

Lan, who was ruthlessly ignored: "..."

Hehe, this is the first time I have been disliked like this, what a strange experience!

[God finds it interesting, curiosity value +1]