Chapter 1171 Thief

An ascetic who can vaguely recognize Chaos is regarded by Teclis as the biggest gain of this trip to Indy.

These people who completely eliminate desires and only explore the essence of the world are of great value to the White Tower of Hoth.

The thoughts and senses of the elves are too sharp, and with their long lifespan, it is difficult for them to keep their minds highly empty for life like the people in the strange cultural circle of Indy.

With a little satisfaction, they continued to move inland to Indy, intending to find something that can help the elves in this land of a thousand gods.

But the only thing the ministers need to consider is to find something that can provide a role for the elves. As a monarch, Imrick has a lot to consider.

After solving a series of troubles in Marienburg and re-signing a defensive alliance treaty with William, the Phoenix King returned to Ulthuan with his servants.

After all, this time they came under the slogan of supporting the invasion of Chaos. Now that the northerners have rolled back to the Norsca Mountains, they can't let the empire keep an eye on hundreds of dragons all the time, fearing that they will be burned to ashes by the flames one day.

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"Come quickly, come quickly, the most beautiful rose in Itain, the most beautiful in Ulthuan, Miss Bev, known as the pearl of Lothern, is a sketch by an artist, and every stroke is full of admiration for the lady.

Only 20 silver coins per copy, first come first served, if you miss it, there will be no second chance."

In the busy Lothern port district, a young elf with long black hair shouted to the audience to come quickly, trying to tell how precious the thing in his hand was, and that the artist had spent a lot of effort wandering in the Phoenix King's Court, and just had the honor of seeing Miss Bev's beautiful face on an evening full of ambiguity and romance.

The marketing method of directly talking about a princess in the lowest level of the city inevitably attracted a lot of curious people to watch. Some people who had been deceived by unscrupulous businessmen just sighed and left after watching Antoine standing on the wooden frame.

And more foreign visitors who had just arrived in Lothern to make a living were obviously very interested in the paper in Antoine's hand.

Although the wind from the seaside made the paper sway, the merchant's arms kept waving, leaving only a shadow of Miss Bev's pretty face in the eyes of the onlookers.

But it doesn't matter. Being able to see the true face of the Itain Pearl is a sky-high reward compared to the twenty silver coins that can only buy two bottles of low-quality ordinary science.

Everyone knows that Miss Bev is the niece of the Dragon Prince's in-laws and is raised as a granddaughter by the Phoenix King.

An uncle who often patronizes Antoine's business, carrying a heavy sack on his shoulder, found that he was fooling strangers in the port area to take care of business again, so he asked: "Antoine, have you forgotten the time when you fought with rats for food in the cell? You dare to sell fake paintings in the name of Miss Bev."

The originally lively atmosphere became very strange under the uncle's words. The buyer who just bought Miss Bev's sketch from Antoine went from seeing the beauty with simple lines on the paper to frowning and thinking.

I thought the princess shouldn't be as innocent as a girl, pouting her thin lips to express dissatisfaction.

He had sold about half of the warehouse goods. When an acquaintance found out that he was selling fake paintings, Antoine was not panicked at all. He snatched the copper coin from a young man who was still hesitating whether to buy it, and forced the paper with Miss Bev's face into his collar.

He quickly found another target and explained to the uncle calmly:

"Uncle Monk, you have never seen Miss Bev, how can you slander me for selling fake paintings? Artworks have subjective processing elements. It is precisely because the appearance of the Countess can no longer be described with brushstrokes that I was arrested by the group of blind royal guards and put into the cell for reflection. I must fully reflect the beauty of the princess next time."

When explaining, Antoine felt that the bag on his waist had become heavy. While forcing the sale, he took the time to look at the street and found that a team of port guards with long guns had patrolled here. He knew it was time to stop.

Taking advantage of the last bit of time, Antoine fished out a few silver coins that were covered in dirt or feces. He turned around suddenly and threw the remaining thirty fake paintings into the sky. When everyone's attention was attracted by this, he ran away along the cargo boxes piled up at the port.

The port guard noticed something was wrong and hurriedly approached the noisy place. When he heard that Antoine was selling fake paintings again, he was so angry that his teeth itched.

This stinky boy from the countryside has caused a lot of trouble in Fengyu City in three months. Selling fake paintings with the reputation of the Phoenix Royal Court Princess is just the most insignificant aspect of his bad career.

Antoine, who is more familiar with the streets of Lothern than his hometown, changed into the shabby labor clothes he had prepared long ago when he passed the first cargo box. The black hair tied behind his head was scattered, covering most of his face.

He poured a few drops of inferior beer that even dogs wouldn't drink on his collar, staggered towards the alley on the edge, like a drunkard whose spine was broken by life.

Several merchants in velvet robes pinched their noses and walked past the drunkard, expressing their pleading hopes to the city hall workers who accompanied him.

The selfless Business Federation could not tolerate a drunkard wandering around during the day. There were many vacancies in the port, which could allow idle drunkards to work until the end of their lives and use the remaining heat before drowning in alcohol.

But what the merchant didn't notice was that the pure gold identity tag inlaid with emeralds on his waist disappeared inexplicably, and he was still talking loudly about how to improve the environment of Fengyu City and strive to make all the adults achieve wealth freedom as soon as possible.

Antoine walked quickly, and when he passed a group of people strolling in the garden, he saw the gem pendant on the waist of the person in front.

After thinking for a while, he thought it was not a big problem. After all, the guards of Lothern were strong except for those near the royal court. The rest were shit.

When he bumped into the tall young man, Antoine's palm turned into a black shadow and passed through the gem pendant, and he said quickly: "Sorry, sorry."

He thought he was going to succeed, but he never thought that his right hand had been caught.

Imrick looked at the thief in front of him with interest. There was no shortage of people who made a living by stealing anywhere. Just like the rule of a certain master, there would always be a fool among a hundred people.

But stealing things, stealing from the Phoenix King, and there were still a group of Flame Knights next to you. Are you sure you are doing it for a living, not for death?

"Boy, do you know what you are doing?"

Antoine pretended to be innocent, "Sir, I just bumped into you accidentally... Do I have to pay for medical expenses?"

"No medical expenses, but..." Imrick's smile became more and more weird. This kid has some tricks. The Flame Knights around him didn't react, and only saw a black shadow appear beside him.

"You may enjoy another kind of life in this life." (End of this chapter)