Chapter 314 Transfer

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Alda never thought of hiding it secretly, and always handed over all her belongings.

Because Mr. Degeland will give them a lot of money, enough for him to use for a long time and live a prosperous life.

Sunset, dusk.

Arda glanced at the space ring, which contained the eight items stolen today.

Originally, we could continue at night, and there would be more people at night, making it easier to steal.

But Mr. Deglan wouldn't let them stay in one place for too long. He would have to change places and leave after seven or eight hours at most.

Alda knew it was time to leave. She walked through the crowds on the bustling Kavat Commercial Street and left this lively place after a while.

He looked back at the Kavat Business District, knowing that under normal circumstances, he would never have anything to do with this place in his life.

As an ordinary person with no qualifications and no background, there is no possibility in this life.

The Land of Dawn is such a cruel place. If ordinary people do not have wizard qualifications, they will lose all room for advancement and advancement.

But with the power of the gods, Alda felt that everything had hope again, and what she wanted to pursue did not seem to be out of reach. ൠ

Alda came to a slightly deserted neighborhood, a civilian area.

There is also a commercial area here, but the flow of people is much less.

Because most civilians need to be busy with work and don’t have that much money to spend here.

Only during the monthly breaks do I come here to eat, drink and relax.

But today is not a rest day, so there are only a few people on the street.

Rich people won't come here because they think it's downgraded and doesn't fit their status.

Alda pushed open the door of a bar called Tree Roots and walked in to find only five people scattered around drinking.

These five people were all regulars here. They just glanced at Alda and continued drinking.

Alda went directly behind the bar and into the backyard.

There was a man who looked to be forty years old in the backyard, trimming the flowers and plants in the backyard with scissors.

"Mr. Deglan, this is for today." Alda stretched out her left hand and placed the things stolen today in a basket nearby.

Degelan didn't look back, he was still pruning flowers and plants by himself, without speaking.

He didn't speak, and Alda didn't leave, but just stood there and waited.

Ten minutes later, Diglan finished his work, put down the scissors and looked back: "Well, good job, the gods will remember your contribution."

"It is my honor to serve the gods," Arda said piously.

Deglan came over, reached out and picked up Alda's left hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "Have you been feeling anything special recently?"

Alda recalled it for a while and said, "Except for the occasional labor pain, I didn't feel much at all."

Deglan nodded and said: "That's because your body has not fully adapted to the power of God. You should exercise more and you will be fine after a while."

Alda deeply believed that his body was still too fragile and needed training to be able to accommodate more divine power.

Deglan took out a small bag of gold coins from the space ring: "This is a reward for you. If you are short of money, let me know. If you do things for the gods, you will not be short of money."

"Thank you, Mr. Degeland!" Alda happily took the purse.

It was full of gold coins, enough for him to use for a long time.

Alda knew that the items he stole were worth much more than that, but he didn't have any reliable channels to sell the goods, and he might also fall into it.

By handing these things to Digram, you can not only help the gods, but also make a lot of money. It can be said to be the best of both worlds.

"Go back and keep working hard, the gods are watching you." Diglan said.

Alda nodded, bowed respectfully and left.

After Diglan waited for Alda to leave, he put all the belongings in the basket into his space ring, and then walked to the basement.

There was a heavy iron door outside the basement. After Diglan walked in, he waved his hand and placed a pile of belongings on the ground.

This pile of belongings was piled up into a small mountain. It could be seen that it should be the belongings accumulated during this period.

After Diglan piled these belongings on the ground, he clasped his hands and closed his eyes: "Great gods, please transfer these belongings to them."

A strange fluctuation echoed in the basement, and then a red tongue suddenly appeared.

With a roll of his tongue, he rolled up all the belongings on the ground and then disappeared.

After Deglan finished doing this, he closed the basement door and returned to the backyard.

Herague had been observing nearby, and he discovered after hearing Diglan's words.

Digram seemed to be asking the evil god of the abyss plane to transfer these properties to others.

As for who this other person is, it is unclear whether he is in the abyss plane or the wizard plane.

Herage guessed that Digram should have transferred the acquired property to some people in the Land of Dawn in this way.

Because as long as property flows, it will always be traced.

But if Diglan lets the evil god in the abyss plane serve as a transit point and transfers these properties to other abyss believers, it will be difficult to track them.

No one knows where these belongings have gone. They may be somewhere extremely far away from Silver Moon City.

There was no trace of the whole process. Even if we came to investigate, we wouldn't be able to find anything because there is no evidence.

Herage thought for a moment, and it was not easy to start with Digram. There seemed to be no actual evidence at the moment.

Unlike Max, he didn't make that kind of wood carving.

The transfer of property only lasts a moment and is fleeting.

Herage looked at Arda walking away and had some ideas.

Alda was walking down a dark street, getting ready to go home.

He suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and then lost consciousness.

Just as the body was about to fall, Herage grabbed his collar and lifted the whole person in his hands.

It's hard to find evidence from Deglan, but the man in front of you is the best evidence.

Herage glanced at Arda's left hand and soon discovered that there was a long, thin, silk-like live insect in his left hand.

The strong breath of the abyss comes from this living insect, which is also a small monster from the abyss plane.

Herage discovered that this little monster seemed to be feeding on Alda's life force.

It has been devouring Arda's life to provide energy for itself.

If this continues, Arda will probably only live for three to five years.

When its lifespan is exhausted, its use value will be drained.