Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 30: Visit

Ethan is definitely dangerous.

Ivy came to a conclusion.

He could describe the made-up stories as if they were true without batting an eyelid. Just like just now, she completely believed the story of the first king of the empire and the stinky tofu. She was immersed in this epic narrative and even had the idea of ​​going to the village Ethan mentioned to taste the stinky tofu.

However, these were all lies, which means that Ethan only took a few minutes to make up such an anecdote that was good enough to be written into "The Apostasy War".

Marshall believed it and paid a heavy price.

He kept sticking out his black tongue, as if all the joy in life had been taken away.

No wonder Ethan thinks he is no worse than the noble children in the imperial capital, he just lacks an opportunity. Ivy thinks it is a waste of his talent to let him be her assistant. Such a talent is more suitable for entering politics and becoming a spokesperson for some important institutions.

After all, the greatest skill of those spokespersons is to make things that no one believes sound like they are true.

But on the other hand, the blocker was very successful, and it turned out that Marshall's laughter was indeed some kind of mental effect caused by contact with the cursed object.

Judging from his angry face and his movements like a knight of the Kingdom Army during the Apostasy War swinging a pillow like a flail, he was recovering well.

As soon as Marshall recovered, he expressed his sincere emotions to his attending physician.

——"Get the fuck out of my house!"

This is probably Ethan's magical charm. He can always make people who have received a good aristocratic etiquette education since childhood return to their nature and burst into swear words.

"Let's split up into two groups. Miss Chloe and I will go check out the cursed apartment first, and you stay to inquire about the situation."

When being called out of the mansion by the pillow, Ethan did not forget to tell Ivy about his plan by pulling his neck.

No matter how the situation changes, Ethan always has a plan.

As Ivy watched him being carried away by Miss Chloe, she felt more and more that this man should become a politician.

Ethan was also happy to be kicked out of the big banker. Tonight's overtime came unexpectedly, leaving him no time to organize his business plan. Before leaving Hearth Bay last night, he went to a tavern, which was the intelligence center of the merchant ship. People of all kinds gathered there, and you could hear about major events happening in any country in the world in the tavern.

He bribed the bartender with 1 golden lion to advertise for him.

The bartender will help him spread the word that an elemental shaper has come to Hearth Bay and specializes in providing private customization of magic scrolls for the upper class. He will formulate services that the customers really need based on their needs. Compared with the fixed spells in the magic scroll shop, the customized service is more flexible and closer to the real needs of customers.

Do you want to experience high-end customization and want to experience an elemental shaper serving just you?

For only 30 Golden Lions, you can enjoy VIP treatment!

Look for Heisenberg, who appears on the beach at the southwest corner of the pier every Wednesday evening.

After all, he is a person who has lived in the 21st century and has seen many advanced business methods.

Are Fireball and Frostbolt no longer suitable for this version?
Maybe it is true, but smart businessmen have already thought of a countermeasure. They put out-of-date products in exquisite packaging and gave them mysterious-sounding names, and then they can sell them at dozens of times the price.

Some people call this an IQ tax, but the number of people who fall for it is enough for them to make a fortune.

The same is true for the Frost Arrow. If you label it as "Personalized" or "High-end Service", you can sell it for 30 gold lions.

He was very confident in his product, the only problem was how to attract the first customers.

While Ethan was thinking about his business plan, he was directing Miss Chloe. Their destination was the civilian apartment in Creekwood Town. He was very familiar with the terrain here. When he first came to Creekwood Town, he also seriously considered buying a house of more than 50 square meters in the town and owning a house of his own.

Later, Ethan found out that the guild’s housing was free, so he gave up his plan to buy a house.

As soon as they approached the house, they saw a striking billboard: Do you want to own a new home of your own? The Empire State Reserve Bank offers you all kinds of loan services!

In the loan business, the Imperial United Reserve Bank is always far ahead. Ethan heard that the Lofik Consortium accumulated its first wealth by setting up banks all over the empire.

Ethan stood downstairs and looked up. There was no light in the entire building, and it looked dead and lifeless.

What he has to investigate now is a haunted house.

The owner of the apartment hanged himself in his bedroom. Before his death, he owed the Federal Reserve a large loan. So according to the contract, his apartment would be reclaimed and auctioned by the Federal Reserve. It was when Marshall was inspecting the apartment that he was affected by the curse and suffered from laughter disorder.

The name he saw in the information sent by the shelter made Ethan sigh. This was one of the few people in the town who left a deep impression on him.

Mr. Roxon, the clown of Riverwood Town, distributes balloons to children after every event. Although they are not valuable gifts, they always bring laughter to the children in the town, and he is deeply loved by the children.

Ethan had communicated with Lockthorn several times at activities held by the guild. At least on the surface, he was a positive and optimistic person who loved his job and always said that his mission was to bring joy to others.

If the intelligence from the shelter hadn't mentioned Roxan's name, Ethan wouldn't even know that he was dead. Recently, the people in the town have been worried about the witch, and no one has noticed that there are a few familiar faces missing in their lives. But it's hard for him to imagine that such a person would choose to end his life with a rope in the bedroom of his own apartment.

Ethan opened the door with the spare key and walked into Mr. Joker's apartment for the first time.

However, it is difficult to see any traces of Roxan's life in the apartment. The old furniture has been sorted and packed up and piled in the living room. The Imperial Federal Reserve is ready to resell the house. If it were not related to the cursed object, perhaps new people would move in within a few days.

He turned on the detector and placed it on the bare floor of the bedroom where Mr. Roxon had hanged himself.

There was a beam hanging above his head, and his dying struggle left a clear scratch on the beam.

Judging from the footprints left by the dust, Marshall had also walked into this house and stood under the beam for a long time. Perhaps Marshall also looked up and saw the scratches on the beam. He might have scolded the staff responsible for handling the aftermath. After all, no one would want to see the traces left by the previous owner's suicide by hanging when they go to bed at night.

The detector did not make any sharp sounds, and the pointer remained in the blue safe zone.

Ethan lifted the gas lamp over his head.

He saw something more than the scratches on the beams.

It's a line of small words.

The handwriting was very sloppy, just a few centimeters away from the scratch. It was Lockthorn's handwriting. Before ending his life, he left a final message to the world.

——"Lockthorn was here."

　Thanks to Rui Zhixiang for the reward of 500 Qidian coins!
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(End of this chapter)