MTL - Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?-v16 Chapter 151 barter (four k)

Lying in the medical cabin, Lyris Hesperax was quietly watching Sicarius' face through the transparent, glass-like mirror.

"What are you looking at?" The second company commander suddenly asked, obviously not ignorant of her peeping.

"I'm not looking at you, I'm thinking."

"I didn't ask you, what do you see me doing, I'm asking you, what are you looking at, Eldar." Sicarius lowered his head and looked back at her seriously. "Now, tell me, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at you."

Said Liz Hesperax.

"No, you're just thinking." Sicarius replied coldly, like a stone. "And I hope you'd better come up with an answer, an answer about why you're messing with Lord Frank."

"I did not provoke him, Astartes," said Liz. "Up until now, I didn't even know who he was."

"Now you know."

Sicarius adjusted the settings of the treatment cabin to make her recovery a bit faster. But when doing these actions, the second company commander kept frowning. Because he found Liz Hesperax staring at him all the time.

"What are you looking at?" Finally, he asked in a deep voice.

"I'm thinking."

Liz said: "He said I was trying to discredit you — I wonder if you see that?"

"Of course I can see that." Sicarius replied calmly. "But the methods you used are too low-level. No one would believe that an Astartes would get so close to the Eldar. Although it has caused some influence, it is just a few good-natured jokes."

"Then why didn't you stop me?"

"Because there's no need."

Sicarius shook his head: "Everything you do has a purpose, I'm sure of that. People who can survive in Comoros cannot be innocent sheep, so you must be hiding something. To put it more profoundly, you probably want to get something from me, but I never let you get the chance, are you disappointed?"

"A little bit," said Listan honestly. "But it's not much. I have many tasks, and getting close to you is just one of them. Of course, please believe that the face-tearer incident was not intentional."

"I don't care about this, I just want to know, did Inphraine ordered you to do this, or was it someone else?"

"It has nothing to do with Lady Inphraine."

Lying in the medical cabin, Liz Hesperax's eyes were very clear: "Now that you know everything, I don't think I need to hide it anymore, then—"

"-No."

Sicarius stopped her attempt to tell the truth.

"You don't need to speak out to cause your mission to fail, not to mention, I'm not interested in this kind of thing. The political significance behind the behavior of the soldiers is beyond my consideration. For now, Liz He As long as you still want to kill the Faceripper and save the Octarius Sector, Sperax, you remain our ally."

After saying this, he turned and left without any nostalgia.

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"No, no, I don't want this. As I said, purely mechanical creations are useless to me. I need something that is a little more mysterious. Do you understand? It's better to look a little bit scientific But in fact, it doesn’t matter much, such as the Getta robot that is very popular on the intranet recently..."

He Shenyan talked about his thoughts to the withered figure in the cloak in front of him, "You know, I want a lot of things, but I definitely don't want everything, okay?"

The cloaked transboundary mage let out a frustrated grunt: "I thought you needed this... You really don't think about it anymore? This kind of large war machine that can be controlled by two people is still in many worlds. Very useful!"

"I already have something similar, and it works better than yours... Well, see you next time, sir, I hope you bring me something good. Next!"

The cloaked man left in frustration, and the next cross-world mage stepped forward. From the point of view of magic power, it should be a **** demon. Of course, as long as you ignore its overly cute appearance, the top of this demon's head is not even hideous horns, but a pair of cat ears.

"...What race are you, sir, no, ma'am, no, wait, do you have any gender-related concepts?" He Shenyan asked.

"I'm a Hellcat."

The demon cross-boundary mage replied calmly, apparently being asked this question more than once: "I am a race bred by a cross-boundary mage, a species born from the combination of the genes of demons and spirit world cats, but you'd better Don't think I'm cute, I mean it, and besides, I'm female."

"Okay, Ms. Hellcat, what have you got?"

The Hellcat spread out its right hand, and a small glass bottle was lying on the pink fleshy ball, inside which was a bit of radiance that was spinning.

"The light of the soul is condensed by the rebellious will of a whole world. Of course, the method of collection is absolutely legal. No one was injured during the whole process, and that world survived in the end."

He Shenyan stroked the stubble on his chin, and looked at the vial thoughtfully. He pondered for a while, then asked, "What do you want?"

"I don't want a star core, those things don't taste good at all. I want a piece of your blood, without magic attributes, so you don't have to worry about me using this as a medium to curse you. I can also use it on the intranet I swear under the watchful eyes of you that I will not extract genes from your blood, so you don’t have to worry about one day you will have more children.”

Hellcat asked calmly: "How? Accept?"

"I can't think of a reason to refuse, but I want to ask, what do you want my blood for?"

Hellcat licked his lips: "Eat."

The mage raised his eyebrows strangely, looked at this guy who made no secret of his eccentricity, and finally did not refuse. After a pleasant transaction ended, another cross-boundary mage took her place and walked up.

"Respected human mage He Shenyan, hello, hello. I'm Kuragomo, the goblin! It's an honor to meet you!"

The Talking Goblin isn't short, on the contrary, it's surprisingly tall. According to visual inspection, it is at least three meters high and very strong. The goblin rubbed his hands together in a philistine manner, smiling all over his face, his long nose twitching.

"Hello, Mr. Kuragomo, what have you brought?"

The goblin smiled and stretched its right hand into the pocket of the dark green overcoat, and after stirring for a long time, it took out a severed hand from inside. It obviously does not belong to humans, because the five fingers of this hand are all very sharp, and the function of holding it is not outstanding, but more like claws.

"This is Miriam's severed hand. It's the famous leopard mage. You know it? She recently tried to marry her on the intranet, but she has been unsuccessful. She even made a post about it and complained a lot."

"What do I want her hand for?"

"Well, Your Excellency, you don't know, but Milian is the one of us with a very keen business sense. If you ask me, she should be a goblin instead of a leopard! And this hand is her early years. She lost to me at the gambling table, tsk tsk, you didn't see her expression at that time."

The goblin gritted her teeth and shook her head: "She cut off her hand and part of her soul without hesitation, and now her right hand can't regenerate, so she can only install a mechanical prosthetic for temporary replacement. Of course, that prosthetic is I sold it to her."

"You are very good at business." He Shenyan laughed dumbfounded. "So, this hand holds part of her soul?"

"Yes, yes, sir! And not only that, you can ask her to do one thing with this hand! Anything, as long as it doesn't violate her rules, do you know her rules?"

"I have no idea."

"Well, then let Kuragomo explain to you, good sir."

The Earth Spirit raised up Leopard Man's right index finger in a mysterious but embarrassing way: "First, she will never massacre any intelligent life on the side of order at will."

He Shenyan hummed noncommittally.

"Second, she will never make fun of her dignity."

"Sounds good." He Shenyan said calmly.

"Third, she absolutely does not engage in any form of gambling."

The goblin smirked and said, "Well, good sir, are you interested in her hand? Like I said, you can take her hand and go to her and ask her to bring you something you need Come here. Free, free! For you paid the price here in old Curagomo!"

"Then." He Shenyan replied slowly and cautiously. "What price do I have to pay?"

"It's simple, sir, it's simple, Kuragomo wants your friendship."

The tall goblin bowed deeply.

"My friendship?"

"Yes, your friendship, sir," said the goblin, stooping. "I am a person who likes to make friends very much. My friends are everywhere in the White Tower, including those two elf ladies who have dealt with you."

It raised its head and blinked at He Shenyan: "How about it, sir, would you like it?"

"I can't think of a reason to say no, and I've always been very generous with my friends."

He Shenyan smiled, and took out a fragment of the broken world barrier that was captured from the endless sea of ​​stars when he just crossed the boundary from his pocket dimension, and threw it to the goblin: "Then, let this be a testimony of our friendship. "

"Ah, this is very good! Thank you, sir!"

The goblin straightened up, handed Miriam's severed hand to the mage, winked at him again, raised his finger and pointed behind him, and then, this guy immediately ran away with the fragment.

When its three-meter-high body completely disappeared, the last cross-boundary mage who was blocked behind him today who wanted to trade with He Shenyan also appeared. Her face was wild and beautiful, with black marks like tear stains on her face, and two ears standing proudly on top of her head.

"Oh."

He Shenyan looked at her unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that, you don't happen to be Ms. Milian, do you?"

"That's right, it's me." Leopard mage clasped his hands unkindly. "You're holding my right hand, right?"

"I think, yes." He Shenyan nodded slowly, and glanced at Milian's right hand—I mean, the one she was holding.

It was an exquisite mechanical prosthetic limb, with a chilling silver color as a whole, giving people a pure mechanical beauty. The only fly in the ointment is that it does not have the meat **** of cats.

"Then, sir."

The leopard man asked murderously: "Did that stupid goblin tell you something?"

"What are you referring to?" He Shenyan asked cautiously.

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't really want to provoke this leopard man - there was no other reason, this leopard man had too many things in his hands.

She has a very good relationship with many mages, and has more than thirteen worlds for trade. She can sell you magical materials, high-tech products, or some genetically bred bodyguards or companions with great powers. In short, she sells almost everything.

"I'm referring to the so-called three rules."

Milian's face was gloomy: "For example, the third rule, I won't gamble anymore, did he tell you so?"

"Not too bad."

"This **** goblin!"

Milian was furious, and slapped the mage's table with a slap, and her claws also jumped out: "I'm going to beat him hard! This time, even if he pulls out the scepter of the Dragon of Time, there's no way to stop it!" Me! Damn bastard!"

He Shenyan raised his head as unobtrusively as possible, so as not to accidentally injure himself. He glanced at the leopard mage, and raised her right hand—of course, this time I'm talking about the broken one.

"So, ma'am, do you want this?"

"Of course I do!" Milian almost screamed. "Who wouldn't want their own hands!"

"Well...you know I'm here today to barter, right?"

He Shenyan shrugged: "So, you have to give me something in exchange—"

"—I have much more experience than you about trading!" Milian interrupted him impatiently. "Really, the brat who hasn't lived for a hundred years actually started to tell me how to barter! What do you want?!"

"What do you have?" He Shenyan asked back. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"I have everything." Milian said disdainfully.

"real?"

"real!"

"Ok."

He Shenyan smiled and threw her hand back to her. Facing the puzzled eyes, the mage said calmly: "I need the help of a cross-boundary mage who specializes in soul science. I have a complicated operation here that needs help...I mean it is very complicated. That kind of complexity."

Milian's eyes narrowed slightly, but the leopard man suddenly became cautious at this moment: "Specialized in soul studies? I have to remind you, kid, you should know that the guy with the best soul studies in the White Tower is a weird bastard, right?" ?”

"I know, but, ma'am, you say you have everything."

He Shenyan grinned: "Now, it's your turn to bring me what I want—no, the person I want has been brought to me."