Chapter 115 It's all your fault!
Evanson looked in the direction of Agatha's finger. There was a beautifully crafted shelf there. This kind of thing was only useful for the Destruction Demon and Ereda who were more enjoyable. The other demons threw things on the ground casually.
There are several gold jewelry such as bracelets, earrings, necklaces, etc. on the shelf. There are not many pieces, about six or seven pieces. However, due to Agatha's figure, these jewelry are relatively large in size. Just counting the weight, it is considered to be the weight of fifteen or sixteen pieces of ordinary jewelry.
Evanson walked over and picked up a bracelet and began to appreciate it. He thought to himself that it seemed that Agatha thought he had come to exchange for gold again, but it would be fine to replace it with a few pieces. Anyway, he had a lot of souls in his hands, and he would ask her for help later, so he had to take care of other people's business.
"How is it? Which one do you like?" Agatha asked lazily.
In the past, although Evanson would come here to collect gold, he didn't collect much each time, because he didn't have much soul in his hands before, so he couldn't exchange much. However, Evanson just made a fortune this time.
"Well, what is that pile of things?" Just as Evanson was about to make a big fuss and ask for all the words. He suddenly found a pile of...rags next to the shelf.
It is indeed a rag, a broken sword, a broken sword, a missing page book, a half-piece staff, and an axe that has broken blades.
"I was about to throw them away from my collections before," Agatha said, but this time there was a grievance in her voice.
"Is these things valuable to collect?" Evanson asked curiously. Could it be that this destruction devil's mother practices archaeology? So she has to persuade her to be more open-minded because she is still in love with her. Don't you know that archaeology will ruin her life?
"Hmph" Agatha snorted coldly, this time even her eyes were filled with resentment. She looked at Evanson and said, "It's all because of you!"
"Me?" Evanson was shocked. We are familiar with each other, but you can't push anything to me. You have collected a bunch of rags by yourself. What does it have to do with me? Are you planning to cheat me?
Agatha looked at Evanson with a cautious look on her face, so she didn't scream "Do you know where this place is?"
"Hmm? Here... is the evil crack." Evanson's careful organizer was speaking, afraid that there would be any traps in Agatha's words, so he accidentally got cheated by her. "More specifically, it's your room, is there any problem?"
Don’t say that this is your boudoir. I will be responsible after I come in. I will not promote this destruction.
"Yes, this is the evil rift." Agatha suddenly said sadly. "Once upon a time, this was still the front line of the legion. The legion used this place as the last stronghold to attack other worlds."
Agatha recalled the past, with a look of nostalgia on her face. "At that time, it was very lively here, and countless demons flocked to other worlds from here, and the warlocks who were loyal to the legion in other worlds also brought a large number of souls to trade here."
"It's a pity that good times always pass quickly." Agatha's tone turned to grief. "The road to the legion is unstoppable. Several worlds similar to the evil rift have been conquered by the legion one after another. This place becomes less important. As the legion continues to advance, the former front line has become an unpopular place in the rear. I bet that the big men of the legion may not necessarily remember this place."
Yes, I came here because of this, Evanson thought to himself. "Oh, this is not good, but, the evil cracks become like this, what's more to me? When this place changed from the front line to the rear, it was at least tens of thousands of years ago."
"It's OK," Agatha said.
Evanson's mouth twitched, it's okay, you tell me something, you're going to play with me.
"But." Agatha's tone changed, "The next thing is here."
"As the evil cleft changed from the front line to the rear, the demons we stationed here can no longer invade other worlds to obtain souls, and because they are forgotten, there will be no warlocks coming here to trade."
Evanson understood that it was because the store was not in good condition and there was no business.
Agatha continued, "You are the only warlock who has been here in ten thousand years."
"That's a great honor." Evanson said, I'm your only customer. It's okay if you don't thank me. Why are you blaming me?
"Who knew?" Agatha's eyebrows stood up, and there seemed to be a huge anger in her voice. "You are such a weird thing. When I found you, I thought that after tens of thousands of years, I could finally kill a fat sheep again. I hurriedly prepared a lot of things and waited for you to come to my door. Who knew that you were actually here to exchange gold? I've lost all the goods I prepared in front of me. Do you know?!!"
Agatha almost shouted out in the last few words. Evanson covered his ears and took a few steps before he realized that it was the story that the seller bought the wrong goods, which caused the product to be seriously unsold and finally had to throw it away.
"I'm sorry for causing you misunderstanding." Evanson apologized embarrassedly. "Oh, no, this pile of rags is the goods you prepared back then, are you planning to sell them to me? Did I look that stupid back then?"
Agatha really stared at Evanson with a look of a fool and shook her head, "I really doubt whether your mentor is a bad guy, you don't even know this."
Sorry, my tutor is not a bastard, it is a book. "Is there anything special about these things...?"
Evanson felt that Agatha, who had not opened for ten thousand years, immediately prepared these things after discovering that he was a warlock. Then these things must be special and must be very useful to warlocks.
"Media," Agatha explained, "these things are the mediums that summon demons, you idiot!"
It turned out to be this thing. After Agatha reminded her, Evanson understood.
In my book, I mentioned the medium used to summon demons, but I have never used it before, so I didn't pay attention.
Theoretically, whether you summon the demon from the void, you need corresponding media, and these media are not easy to find. The stronger the demon, the more difficult the medium it needs.
However, after the efforts of countless warlocks throughout the ages, we finally invented the method of summoning using virtual mana media, which greatly reduced the growth pressure of new warlocks.
However, this spell is only suitable for the mainstream demons commonly used by a few warlocks, such as ghosts, Void Walkers, Succubus Hellhounds, and those with deep demon knowledge, and can also summon demon guards.
Chapter completed!