"Will it take time?"
Sun Fei frowned, an expression that made Mazzola and Luciano's hearts pound. Sun Fei then asked, "How much time will it take?"
"My lord," Mázora replied cautiously, trying to make his words more convincing, "If you were to exchange all four gems you possess for low-grade magic stones worth over a million, even Pope Sergiyeli at the St. Isa Kiev Cathedral Church Zenit would be impossible for him to produce such a quantity in just a day or two." Mazzola added, "Considering the round-trip journey and the need for a large number of knights or mercenaries to protect you, it would take at least four or five months to complete."
"Four or five months? That's too long!" Sun Fei shook his head.
"I wonder why you exchanged for low-grade magic stones, sir..." Mazzola Earth Inquiry.
Sun Fei's expression changed, and his gaze fixed on his face like Sharp Sword.
Mazzola felt a tightness in his chest and quickly knelt to explain, "My lord, please don't misunderstand. I had no intention of prying into the secrets of the Church. I just thought that if you don't need so many low-grade magic stones all at once, you could exchange them in batches, such as about 1,000 magic stones each time. This would be faster and avoid the risks of large-scale transportation."
Sun Fei's eyes lit up upon hearing this.
Exchanging 1000 magic stones at a time, and doing so three or four times a month, will be enough to cover your needs in the Diablo World. Selling these gems to NPCs will ensure that all seven classes have no obstacles in meeting their gold requirements, thus accelerating leveling up countless times.
"Very well, you take care of this matter for me."
Sun Fei flicked his wrist, and a [ Flawed Ruby ] and a [ Sapphire ] flew to Mazzola's side. "This is a mid-grade magic stone and a high-grade magic stone, worth 11,000 low-grade magic stones. I only want 10,000 of them; the remaining 100 can be considered your reward for working for me."
"My lord, it is our Glory to serve you, and we would never dare to ask for any reward." Although the value of 100 low-grade magic stones far exceeded their hard-earned salary from the Church for more than a year, plus the wealth they had painstakingly amassed, the two dared not harbor the slightest greed at this moment.
"No one dares to refuse what I bestow upon them." Sun Fei's voice turned cold.
Mazzola and Luciano exchanged a glance, both seeing undisguised ecstasy in each other's eyes. Greed overcame their fear, and they immediately knelt down, kowtowing in gratitude, saying, "Thank you for your great favor."
"Yes, that's more like it." Sun Fei's voice warmed up. "These 100 low-grade magic stones are what you deserve. I never mistreat loyal subordinates. If you two do well, you'll be rewarded handsomely in the future. But if you dare to disobey, hehe..."
Before he finished speaking, a ball of pure golden Holy Power surged from Sun Fei's body, like a blazing holy flame that suddenly burst into flames. With just a slight flicker, the stone chair beneath him silently turned into dust and vanished into the air, completely burned and pulverized, as if it had never existed.
Paladin skill [ Holy Fire ].
Within the Holy Church of the Azeroth Continent, this skill has another name: [ Evil-Cleansing Holy Flame ]. It is an extremely high-level protective divine spell, and only the most important figures in the Holy Church are qualified to wield such power. As for a minor Three-Star Class priest like Mazzola, who is stationed in a remote country, mastering a simple Paladin skill [ Holy Bolt ], called [ Light Annihilation ], is already considered the limit.
The sight of this scene sent chills down their spines, making them feel as if they were in an ice cellar, and they dared not even breathe.
"If you dare to outwardly comply but inwardly defy us, this stone chair will be your fate."
After Sun Fei finished speaking, he got up and left the church.
Soon Mazzola and Luciano remained in the room.
The two scrambled to their feet, exchanged a glance, and, despite their complex expressions, tried desperately to conceal their fear.
"There's no mistake, he must be the [ God's Favored One ]." Rattlesnake Mazzola stared blankly at the spot where the stone chair had been, now just a wisp of fine white powder. He exclaimed, "Otherwise, how could he possibly master the advanced divine spell [ Evil-Cleansing Holy Flame ] and even produce a top-grade magic stone? Who else but a lord like him could do that? Luckily, we were quick-witted and have already latched onto this lord's coattails."
"But why would this sir exchange high-grade magic stones for a large number of low-grade magic stones? This seems like a losing proposition," Luciano asked, puzzled.
"How could you and I possibly fathom the thoughts of these important figures?" Mazzola rubbed his temples, staring at the two magic stones in his hand, and said, "Let's think about how to exchange these two high-grade magic stones for low-grade magic stones as quickly as possible. You handle this personally, and be careful to keep it a secret. It's best not to let those important figures in Saint Petersburg know about it for now."
"Ah, what an adorable little one."
The female Rogue pushed through the crowd and finally reached the front. In the center of the crowd, there was a small stall where several young men and women who looked like mercenaries were enthusiastically hawking their wares. At their feet were a dozen or so exquisite little iron cages containing many strangely shaped but adorable monster cubs.
"Oh, come and see! Giant-tailed lemming babies, just weaned, very docile and easy to raise..."
"A one-year-old winged parrot can learn the most difficult Elvish languages!"
"Haha, look at this trembling little guy! Buddy, you'd never guess, it's a cub of a sixth-tier magical beast, the Golden-Furred Hou! My teammates and I went through a lot of trouble, risking our lives to steal it. Once it grows up, it can grow six wings on its back and its flight speed will be unparalleled..."
"Hehe, a true White Tiger, a descendant of the Emperor of Light!"
The mercenaries enthusiastically introduced their prey to the crowd. Some of the monster cubs trembled with fear, some bared their teeth and growled softly, and some lay lazily in their cages with their eyes closed, looking extremely cute, like little elves. However, the mercenaries' prices were a bit high, so not many people actually bought them. They gathered around just to watch the excitement.
The female Rogue pushed their way to the front, their eyes gleaming.
Having dealt with the grotesque demons and monsters of the Diablo World since birth, the cutest little animals they had ever seen were gray-furred rats. These adorable creatures in the cage before them were enough to instantly kill them. Elena took a chubby, cute little fishing cat that was dozing off from the cage, held it in her arms, and gently stroked it. The other female Rogue also had their own finds, giggling as they picked up other furry little animals. Even Sister Akara was overflowing with affection, staring at a pure white-feathered Owl Beast without Teleport.
"Buy them, they're so cute!"
A clever female mercenary saw a glimmer of hope in making money and enthusiastically encouraged them from the sidelines.
The female Rogue looked at Elena upon hearing this, while Elena looked at Sister Akara. Akara seemed to sense something as well, reaching into her purple robe and inexplicably blushing, because she had no money on her. Besides, she didn't know if the gold coins from the Diablo World would still be useful in this world.
The men who had been following the girls were utterly terrified upon witnessing this scene. The burly warrior with long, blond hair, at the head of the group, gave a signal. Beside him, a handsome but somewhat gloomy young man pushed through the crowd and loudly proclaimed, "My lord will buy all of these little fellows..."
As he spoke, the handsome young man tossed out a handful of gold coins, at least a hundred, then turned and grinned at Elena, saying, "My lord ordered me to come and buy these little fellows as small gifts for you ladies. I'd like to make friends with you beautiful ladies; would you do me the honor?"
Elena and the others followed the handsome young man's gaze to the outer edge of the crowd in surprise. There they saw a tall, strong, blond warrior surrounded by several well-dressed guards, smiling at them. This must be the so-called prince.
This blond warrior was imposing and had a touch of heroism. His eyes were sharp and bright, but his hooked nose gave him a slightly violent and domineering air, which ruined his overall demeanor.
Although Elena had never encountered strangers outside the camp in the Diablo World, her daily exposure to demons and monsters made her extremely sensitive to power. Although this blond warrior's strength was concealed, they could all sense that his strength was probably no less than that of Lord Sun Fei. If measured by this standard of strength, he should be the Four-Star Class strength that Lord Sun Fei mentioned.
Knowing that Lord Sun Fei was about to officially ascend the throne and that many guests from other countries had come to offer their congratulations, Elena didn't want to cause trouble for Sun Fei. She smiled at the blond warrior and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. However, since we don't know each other, we'll have to pay for it ourselves."
After speaking, Elena glanced at Warden Oleg.
This fatso, being as shrewd as a fox, certainly understood. He'd already mentally categorized these beautiful female Rogue as part of Sun Fei's future harem. Seeing this, he thought, "Good heavens, these few fools are courting death! They actually dare to compete with His Majesty Alexander for women! They're just asking for trouble!" He immediately scurried forward, pulled out his money pouch, glanced defiantly at the handsome young man and the blond warrior, and loudly declared to the young mercenaries, "We'll buy all of these monster cubs for double the price!"
The handsome young man's expression immediately changed.
Even the blond warrior in the distance had a flicker of gloom in his eyes, but he concealed it well, smiling as he said, "In that case, I'll give these little ones to you ladies. My name is Obinna, and I'll be in Chambord City for the next few days. I hope we'll meet again."
Having said that, he didn't press the matter further and turned to leave with his guards.
The blond samurai's demeanor impressed many around him. His attitude was perfectly balanced, neither too warm nor too cold, leaving a good impression on the girls without provoking their Elena or rejection. This laid a perfect foundation for their next 'coincidental' meeting and forging a connection.
But the handsome young man seemed unwilling to let it go so easily.
He felt humiliated, his eyes blazing with resentment. He glanced at the fat man Oleg, who was still standing there showing off, then swept his gaze over Elena and the others. When he finally saw the golden longbow behind Elena, his pupils contracted sharply. As if remembering something, he picked up the gold coin he had just thrown down and hurriedly caught up with the blond warrior, whispering something in the latter's ear...
The blond warrior stopped, his gaze falling on Elena's longbow, which emitted a faint golden light, and observed it carefully for a moment...
Then, his expression changed.
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