Whenever Uriel sees Abi gold coins, he will think of the short but unforgettable time sitting in front of the bar. Mr. Eads later threw the gold coin into the cash register, where he could never find it again.
"Want a cup of coffee?" York shook the kettle.
Uriel said gratefully: "Thank you, but is there anything else?"
Why did this guy fill his kettle with coffee? Three hours ago in the tavern, he watched with his own eyes as the other party poured out the drinking water and poured in these thick dark brown liquids mixed with a lot of milk and caffeine with his own eyes. Damn it, that was actually... Strong coffee!
It seems that surviving the night is far more important to the life of the light element than mental exhaustion.
The orange-faced man told him with great satisfaction that it was "Noqibuka", and the apprentice still didn't think it was anything to care about. What's more, that thing is worth an Abbey gold coin.
Compared to repairing daggers and mails, this was definitely a pointless expense, and Uriel didn't understand why anyone would be interested in it.
The dwarf handed him his kettle. The apprentice took it gratefully, secretly reminding himself not to drink the bottle empty.
Now that they have left the Four-leaf Territory, they have been supplying supplies in the border town a long time ago. As far as the eye can see, there are only deep waves of grass, occasionally dotted with a few bushes, hyacinths and lilies. At first Uriel could still hear the sound of bagpipes and whistles, but now there was only the rustling of field mice. The rocks were bare, and a rabbit basking in the sun jumped down from the top and ran away without looking back.
“The price of an abibi is perfect.”
York saw what he was thinking. However, price aside, even Joey couldn't bear the refreshing drinks, so the young man only brought water.
"You can't see such good things in the Glitter Pool." The mercenary leader said seriously, "There is no night there, and there are basically no plants except sunflowers and iris."
"Only light elements who leave the Glitter Pool like to drink coffee." said the dwarf.
"Yes, we have to stay up late."
"You can try sleeping."
"I can't sleep without light," York replied, "I can't do anything without light."
"So you're always daydreaming?"
"I'm awake during the day too."
"Aren't you sleepy then?" Uriel couldn't help but ask.
"I am Lucia's creation. Our consciousness and body are derived from light. Therefore, as long as there is light, the light element is invigorated."
The dwarf muttered, "That's a strange thing to say."
Elements don't have spirits, the apprentice thought. But then again, what are elements?
"The elements are a mysterious one."
Suddenly, Joey answered. He sat in a cedar tree, and the others had to stay in the shade. No one wanted to get close to him, and the apprentices who dared to get close lacked tree-climbing skills.
Joey's answer was still concise, but Uriel could see that he had tried his best to assume the role.
Oh, he finally remembered that he still shoulders the responsibility of teaching and educating people... Maybe Joey learned some tricks from the priest in the church.
But Uriel was very doubtful whether the messenger could become a qualified mentor - York told him that the status of the messenger of the Tower of Sky was only under the great astrologer, and before becoming the leader of Chloe, Demosis was the great astrologer. division.
This means that Joey has enough strength to be given the important task of inspecting the vassal country by the Sky Tower.
Except in matters related to the occult, however, young people do no better than fledgling apprentices.
Uriel knew things, such as in the small town before: the messenger's head disappeared again while supplying supplies, and the bartender was so frightened that he did not dare to open the door for them in the first place. Uriel could hear the girl's prayers through the wooden door, and pedestrians rushing on the road in the middle of the night were always frightened.
Four Leaf City was left far behind, and Sauron would not be affected by the law. No matter how much the ring advertises its wisdom, everyone knows that it will obey orders in front of Joey. The fate of those who prank the Sky Realm Mystic may not be good.
Maybe the messenger had his own plans. The apprentice convinced himself that this could never be Joey's personal hobby.
"There is a profession - the elementalist. The employed mystic uses magic to mobilize the elements, and uses this medium to cast magic and form mystery."
Søren Gerson duly added.
York under the tree moved the kettle further away because the ring wrote the writing on the tree trunk. "It's so beautifully written."
"Thanks. Your coffee is already cold." Sauron was unceremonious.
York obviously wanted to retort to it, but held back. He brought back the topic: "It's very strange. Because people usually call us 'Sita', which means the sons of Lucia. The goddess of light created us."
"Then may I say, you are a Sita?"
"Then I would say, it's nice to meet you, human."
Uriel became embarrassed, "I probably understand. Sorry, Mr. Shine."
"It's okay, let's talk about coffee."
…that’s fine, I don’t know anything about this stuff.
Uriel listened to York enthusiastically teaching the dwarf some incomprehensible knowledge such as "salt or no salt", "what is the difference between milk foam and fresh milk", "how to distinguish the taste of strong coffee", and secretly rejoiced. He didn't find him.
"Did you know that Theta who left the Twinkle Pool used coffee beans as currency?"
This sentence intrigued Painter: "What's the ratio?"
"Seven ounces to an Arby."
"Goddess, I want to change my career." The dwarf stopped and rubbed his hands, "This has a much better future than being an adventurer."
"This is not an easy thing." York crossed his arms and leaned against the tree trunk. "Do you know the difference between the coffee beans in Flying Eagle City and those in White Canyon City?"
The big-nosed dwarf stopped talking.
Uriel held a kettle next to him, and it was very interesting to imagine a large group of colorful humanoids holding dark beans in ounce cups in one hand, and carrying wine bottles or silk in the other hand.
The dwarf tossed the coin, and the shiny baubles danced on his rough, black and red palms. He has done so from the beginning. "Then do you know the difference between Abi gold coins and Black City gold coins?"
"The weight is different."
"The densities are different." Painter grasped the gold coins in his hand. "Abi gold coins are mixed with more than six kinds of precious metals, with gold accounting for the majority. In addition, there are many trace amounts of mysterious metals, gray copper and smiley face ore, and of course mithril. Mithril is always indispensable. Currency minted from such a bunch of lovely raw materials is much more valuable than cocoa beans."
Abbi gold coins were plentiful, especially in the hands of nobles and wealthy merchants. But there is only one Knox Bar, and Miss Carrot is unique. Uriel was not very interested in the composition of the Abbey gold coins, but when the mystery was mentioned, his ears pricked up.
Fortunately the dwarf continued:
"Gray copper is fine, but you may have never heard of the Smiley Face Mine. It is a very dangerous ore, and it is hard for the dwarves to get it -"
"That's a smiley face painted on it?" York interrupted.
"I really thought you were an elf pretending to be an elf." The big-nosed dwarf was very unhappy. "Why do you think so? Are dwarves as boring as those with long ears to paint stones? If you have been to the Earth's Center City or Mojo In the grotto, maybe you won't have such stupid thoughts. In the Twinkle Pool, there is nothing but light, so you are always going straight in your mind and say whatever you think. Okay, don't talk now, just listen to me."
The mercenary leader didn't bother to argue with him and just snorted.
"Smiley Face Mine is a transparent, glass-like ore, hidden in the most difficult to find places. When there were still dragons in the world, the lava giant, the ancestor of the dwarves -" At this time, he paused deliberately and found that there was no If the person has any questions about this and says it out loud, then he can continue speaking with satisfaction. "This wonderful mineral was unearthed from an underground volcano."
Then he fell silent again, and the field fell silent.
"..."
"Now you can ask."
Painter could only declare in annoyance.
The orange-faced man pressed his forehead against the trunk of the tree, laughing so hard that the fir tree shook. So Joey took off the ring and threw it on the back of his head with a bang. York immediately stopped laughing.
You are really in trouble. Uriel looked at the light element sympathetically. He knew that the other party could turn into light and avoid it, but his life was at stake at the moment, so he must not do this. However, York must not know that the ring that flew out was more difficult to deal with than Joey.
The apprentice decided it was better not to remind him. So he turned to the dwarf and asked, "Mr. Painter, you haven't said why it's called the Smiley Face Mine."
"I almost forgot." Big Nose muttered, "You are right. There is a reason..."
“When Smiley Face Mine was discovered, the biggest difficulty came: my ancestors could not mine it.”
"Is it hard?"
"The hardness is average, but the toughness is good. You don't know how beautiful it is..."
"Then why can't it be mined?" Uriel hoped that the dwarf did not notice his interruption. "It's about naming, right?"
"Of course, it's obvious. Because every time the chisel goes down, the miner can't help but laugh."
"Want to laugh?"
"It's a curse. Whenever someone destroys the Smiley Face Mine, he will laugh until he can no longer hold the chisel."
