Chapter 9 The first pot of gold
John is the head of the William family, a wealthy local merchant family in Nasir. The William family owns two sailing ships and more than 200 sailors, and often departs from the port to do business along the east coast.
He has very good relationships with several knight families, subhuman clan elders, and thief gangs around Nasir Town in private, and even has the opportunity to attend the banquet of Lord Baron Hoven.
A few weeks ago, John came back from overseas and contracted a rare disease.
His normal skin began to fall off and became scarred. Black blood often flowed from the scars, and his mental state became old at an unimaginable speed.
John was terrified and desperate, and soon became almost crazy. He spent a huge amount of money to invite many doctors to treat himself, but they were all powerless.
As for the extremely rare healing spellcasters, there were no such people around Nasir Town.
He could only let his eldest son go to the Storm Church to ask for help from Lord Matthew Storm Bishop, but unfortunately the high-ranking Storm Bishop was unwilling to come to the small place Nasir to treat an insignificant businessman.
The days of waiting to die were not easy. John would wake up every night, crying and begging for mercy and salvation from the Lord of Redemption.
However, as the days passed, prayers were of no avail, and John's body became weaker and weaker.
He was unwilling to accept it!
He had worked hard for decades and finally earned wealth that ordinary people could not spend in several lifetimes, and made the William family, who originally made a living by fishing, achieve something. Why did he die so casually?
Gods!
You are too harsh, cruel, and disgusting!
John, who was dying, lay on the bed and could not speak, but his eyes were full of malice, and he cursed the unfair gods in his heart.
No matter who it was, even the devil in hell, the evil god in the abyss, as long as he could save him, John was willing to pay any price he could afford!
"Master John, there is a person who claims to be a healing type spellcaster who wants to see you."
The docile servant knelt outside, and the words he spoke were like the sound of God, which instantly rejuvenated John's eyes.
A very rare spellcaster with healing talent!
He was trembling and excited, and hurriedly said: "Let the spellcaster come in."
The status of the extraordinary is extremely high. It is not only an identity but also a real social class. Even if they are just extraordinary people who have reached the first level of "origin", they are still difficult for ordinary rich people to provoke.
The heads of all the noble families on the Oden continent are extraordinary people, and if the noble families do not have enough extraordinary people to maintain them, they will fall apart.
The situation of war, the rise and fall of various countries, and the development and changes of the world have been determined by the powerful power of extraordinary people from ancient times to the present.
There is an insurmountable gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people in essence!
Irene walked into the rich man's yard nervously. She had never seen the living conditions of rich and powerful people up close in more than ten years.
The flower beds, fountains, sculptures and other landscapes in the courtyard made people feel a strong artistic atmosphere and a warm atmosphere. The servants around her cast respectful eyes, and Irene almost couldn't breathe.
A few days ago, she was just an ordinary girl living outside the town, but now she had to pretend to be a condescending extraordinary person.
Irene wore a black veil and an expensive black dress.
Just renting this dress for one day almost spent all the money of the three and a half people in the Fisher family. The dress had a tight waist and soft and fine pleats on the neckline, which were divided into many layers.
The girl carefully felt the touch of her body and found that the clothes worn by the nobles and rich were actually not as comfortable as the clothes she wore on a daily basis.
Uncle Lucius saw that his niece Irene couldn't stop being nervous, and knew that it was a very normal thing. For a minor, doing all this was still too stressful.
He immediately said, "Don't be nervous, it's no big deal, Irene. What we are facing is just a fat sheep who is extremely panicked and scared to death."
Irene always felt that it was a bit strange to call someone a "fat sheep".
She nodded and reluctantly said, "What do I need to do?"
To be honest, after a few days of getting along, Irene deeply felt that Uncle Lucius was indeed a very powerful person.
He seemed to not care about class at all, had no awe at all, and had amazing execution.
Lucius squinted his eyes lazily, and said half seriously and half jokingly, "In fact, what you have to do is very simple, that is, don't speak!"
Superhumans, especially spellcasters who master healing power, have a noble status, and ordinary wealthy businessmen often cannot get help from people of this level.
Carl's will possessed the red mark on the back of Irene's hand, and was also observing everything around him.
The rich residence in Nasir Town, it seems that this place has the first bucket of money that the Fisher family needs.
He can easily judge that the man was stung by some poisonous monster overseas, and was infected with magical poison.
Carl consumed his spiritual energy slightly, and the will he conveyed encouraged Irene to continue.
The girl was slightly stunned, and then the hesitation in her heart dissipated and became more determined.
The great Lord of Lost protects me, and all difficulties will be solved in the end, she murmured to herself.
The rich businessman John finally saw the healing type spellcaster. He was lying on the bed and couldn't move, but he still glanced over.
The girl in a black dress and veil looked extremely mysterious, and the looming face under the veil was extremely beautiful, like an extremely noble treasure, which even made John feel ashamed and found it difficult to look directly at her.
"Your Majesty the Spellcaster, please save me..." John pleaded feebly.
"I am a member of the Fisher family and the uncle and spokesperson of the young lady. I hope you can give us the compensation we need."
"money is not a problem!"
John screamed immediately, like a hoarse ghost.
"In addition to money, we also need trading channels for extraordinary materials!"
Most of the extraordinary materials are in the hands of the nobles and the church. John was silent for a long time with his pupils narrowed, but he nodded and said:
"As long as it allows me to survive, I will agree to any conditions within my power."
Lucius was not surprised that the negotiation was established, because the man was basically desperate and could only accept their conditions.
Next came the main event, and he didn't know whether Irene could cure the man.
The Lost Lord is undoubtedly a great being, but how strong is the power He bestows?
Lucius didn't know, and even Aileen herself didn't know at all.
She just walked over slowly without saying a word. John's eyes were full of longing, expectation, and even a hint of awe.
He is actually in awe of me?
For the first time in her life, Erin felt such strange emotions.
Even I would be... in awe of others?
She understood that the source of that man's awe was not herself at all, but a powerful force, the fate manipulated by the great Lord of the Lost!
"You're going to be fine."
Now that I have followed His will, you will be saved.
Erin slowly stretched out her hand, her pupils flashed with emerald green light of life, and a gentle spring-like breath instantly covered the almost rotten man's body.
In just ten minutes, the treatment was over.
The man's illness was fully alleviated, and Irene felt that she could actually make him recover easily, but Lucius had told her in advance that if the disease could be truly cured, it would only require half of the treatment.
The young Erin didn't understand why, but she still stopped according to her uncle's wishes.
"Hahahaha! I, I survived!"
John, who sat up again, was still very weak, but his eyes were shining happily.
Lucius smiled slightly and said politely: "We won't stay today. Your illness needs to be treated several more times. As long as you pay the reward first, we will come back next time until it is cured."
When Irene and Lucius were sent out by servants from the rich man's yard, their expressions became a little confused.
On the way home from town, Erin asked her uncle in disbelief.
"Is that man out of his mind just now? He actually gave us five gold coins without hesitation. Those are gold coins, equivalent to one hundred silver coins, well, two thousand copper coins!"
Lucius was silent for a moment and said: "I can probably understand that guy's thoughts. I'm afraid he coincides with me, and he just wants to pursue long-term cooperation."
In fact, getting the money was the next best thing. The lazy mercenary squinted his eyes and looked at the box in his hand. After opening it, there was a fiery red object like coral inside, which was vaguely emitting constant heat.
Blazing Coral!
First-class extraordinary material!
Lucius's eyes were full of greed, as if he saw more extraordinary power in the near future.
After seeing it again, Erin took a deep breath and smiled in relief.
"Great! We successfully obtained a sacrifice that can be dedicated to the great Lord of the Lost!"
