Chapter 140 Gentleman Magician Andrew!
"What's wrong, Brother Bo!"
A ghost player ran over and asked curiously, "What happened to make Brother Bo so excited and angry?"
"I'm not angry at all, I even feel like laughing."
Bai Xiaosheng shook the two letters in his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that we have gained something tonight!"
"Keep checking! Turn this stable upside down and check it thoroughly!"
"good!"
…
A night passed.
Andrew felt a splitting headache and a dry throat. He wanted to drink water, but every part of his body ached, and was filled with a foul odor that made him want to vomit.
"What happened to me? Was I beaten?"
Andrew tried hard to open his eyes, and what he saw was an unfamiliar scene.
There were the temple knights and soldiers staggering in all directions, the drunken monks snoring on the tables, and even a bishop like Abel, smacking his lips in his sleep while holding an empty bottle of barley beer.
Memories flooded into his mind, and Andrew responded.
"I led a delegation into the Northern City last night and was greeted by a necromancer named Brother Aotian."
"He took us into the pub and we drank together to celebrate, then we all drank too much and fell asleep."
Andrew tried hard to recall, but unfortunately his memory was only partially fragmented. As for what happened after he drank too much, he really couldn't remember.
"Hmm? It stinks."
Andrew wrinkled his nose, and when he looked down, he saw that his body was covered with vomit stains and filled with the pungent and foul smell of alcohol.
"Shape of Water!"
Andrew shook his wand, and a stream of clear water spread throughout his body, wrapping up all the stains and disappearing from his body, then falling to the ground and sitting in a pool of dirty water.
"Flower Fragrance Technique!"
The magical energy circled around the body, leaving behind a faint fragrance and dispelling the stench.
Andrew nodded in satisfaction, but his head still hurt a little.
"Awakening Technique!"
After the last general magic was cast, Andrew felt a coolness on his temples. His mind became much clearer and the aftereffects of drinking were basically eliminated.
“Pah, pah, pah!”
There was a round of applause, and a hoarse and heroic voice rang out: "Magicians are really convenient!"
"who?"
Andrew turned his head and saw Boya running out from the back of the tavern. He clapped his hands and looked at him with a smile: "Hello, Master Andrew! You should recognize me. I'm the owner of the tavern."
"I know you. You are a friend of Brother Aotian and the owner of the tavern."
Andrew nodded politely and looked around.
Lying in the tavern were members of the Envoy Group, adventurers who were cleaning the tavern, and tavern servants; the Undead Magicians were nowhere to be seen.
Andrew couldn't help but ask: "Where is Brother Aotian? And where are those undead magicians?"
"Ah, they went back early in the morning."
Boya smiled and said, "You have been drinking all night, and it is already noon. Fortunately, you are awake now. Otherwise, if no one wakes up at night, my tavern will not open."
"I'm sorry to trouble you."
Andrew has the good qualities of a magician noble. He bowed slightly and said, "Can you lend me some of your men? I want to take them back with me."
Andrew pointed at the members of the delegation lying on the ground and on the table, and said with a smile: "I think Brother Aotian should have prepared a place for the delegation to sleep, right?"
"Of course I am prepared!"
Boya laughed, then whispered, "But before I leave, I hope Mr. Andrew can settle the bill."
“…”
Andrew raised his eyebrows and said, “If I remember correctly, before drinking last night, Brother Aotian said he would treat us.”
"That's what I said."
Boya nodded, looking embarrassed: "But, when we were drinking until the middle of the night yesterday, you hugged Brother Aotian and told me that you would settle all the bills tonight."
"???"
Andrew was stunned, his face full of confusion: “Did I really say that?”
"Yes, you were dancing with joy, very excited and generous, and you insisted on paying the bill. You even wanted to beat up Big Brother Aotian, and you refused to allow Big Brother Aotian to treat us."
Boya sighed and said, "Brother Aotian is afraid that he might hurt you, so he can only give you the chance to pay the bill because he can't argue with you."
"As a result, you just wanted to pay the bill, but you fell to the ground drunk. Before you fell asleep, you kept yelling: Brother Aotian! If you pay the bill, you don't treat me as a brother! Only I can pay these gold coins!"
"Brother Aotian has no choice but to let you pay the bill. Before leaving, Brother Aotian was still sighing that you are such a loyal brother."
Andrew listened carefully to Boya's narration. He couldn't understand what was wrong with him that he actually took the initiative to pay the bill.
They even resorted to physical fights just to pay the bill?
This doesn't look like a magician at all!
Andrew absolutely didn't believe he would do this.
Didn’t we agree that Brother Aotian would treat us?
How come I'm the one spending the money in the end?
Andrew felt that there was something wrong, but looking at Boya's sincere face, Andrew thought that he might be overthinking it.
Maybe I really drank too much and did something incredible.
Andrew nodded helplessly: “Okay, how many gold coins do I need to pay you?”
Andrew thought: "It's just a drink, it shouldn't cost much gold coins."
"For Brother Aotian's sake, I'll give you a 70% discount!"
Boya was very generous: "Eighteen barrels of the best barley beer, one hundred and thirty-six servings of the most delicious delicacies, and sixty-three roasted rabbit meats selected from the magic farm!"
"A total of... 360,000 gold coins. I'll just cancel out the remainder!"
"ah?"
Andrew was stunned for a moment, and after he reacted, he couldn't help but show anger on his face: "Mr. Boya! Three hundred and sixty thousand gold coins for one drink???!!!"
"Mr. Boya! Did you know that one hundred gold coins are enough for an ordinary resident of the City of Thorn Flowers to live for half a year?"
Andrew was very angry and furious.
He had reason to believe that this was a shady shop!
It is said that the Northern City is a paradise for villains. Andrew didn't believe it at first, but now he really believes this rumor.
They are indeed a bunch of villains!
So heartless!
Andrew clenched his wand tightly, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.
"Of course I know."
Boya nodded seriously: "But, this is indeed the price here. I really gave you a 70% discount."
"Mr. Andrew may not know that the best barley beer is unique in the entire Northern City, and the magic bouncing rabbits in the Warcraft Farm are roasted using a special undead roasting method. Even the king cannot taste such delicious rabbit meat!..."
"Oh, I get it!"
Boya was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized, "Could it be that Mr. Andrew doesn't have so many gold coins?"
Andrew took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "I really don't have so many gold coins..."
"Then there's no way."
Boya suddenly sighed: "Then I can only go to Brother Aotian and tell him that Mr. Andrew really has no money and can't treat us, so I can only let Brother Aotian pay the bill."
"I can understand. Mr. Andrew is a great magician and the dean of the Fire Magic Department of the Thorn Flower Magic Academy. It's not a big deal if he doesn't keep his word occasionally..."
Boya paused and said, "Ah, I remember now, Brother Aotian should be in the Magician's Guild at this time. I will go to him to ask for gold coins to settle the bill!"
"Please rest assured, Mr. Andrew. I will never tell other magicians about your eating and drinking without paying, and I will not let them tell the dean of the Thorn Flower Magic Academy and the other magic apprentices."
Boya looked serious and was about to walk out of the tavern after saying this.
"etc!"
Andrew's face changed, and he quickly grabbed Boya, then said with a gloomy face: "I came here to negotiate for peace. I don't have that many gold coins. Can I use other things to pay for it?"
This matter must not be known to the people at the Thorn Flower Magic Academy!
Andrew represented the Lion Empire and the Thorn Flower School of Magic on this mission to the Northern City, and he felt that he must not lose face!
These 360,000 gold coins are just to preserve the reputation of the Thorn Flower Magic Academy!
"sure!"
Boya's face was full of joy: "High-level magic scrolls, precious magic materials, monster eggs, silver coins and alchemical potions, even magic puppets, all are possible!"
"Okay, wait here for me, I'll get it!"
Boya turned and went to the stable, his heart bleeding.
Drinking will cause trouble!
When you're drunk, why can't you control your mouth and talk nonsense about wanting to pay the bill?
After a while, Andrew came back, holding a pile of magic scrolls and magic materials. "You decide how much it costs. Don't lie to me! Magicians always know how much their creations are worth in gold coins!"
"I will never cheat!"
Boya was overjoyed and began to count the gold coins, magic materials and magic scrolls.
The inventory was quickly completed and checkout was completed.
Boya was very happy and gave fifty adventurers as servants for free to carry the drunk and sleepy members of the delegation and lead the gloomy-faced Andrud to the resting place of the delegation.
"Go slowly, generous Mr. Andrew! The dean is proud of you! The Lion Empire is proud of you!"
Boya shouted and watched Andrew leave the tavern.
“Bang!!”
There was a loud bang, and from the sound and action of the door closing, it could be seen that Magician Andrew was feeling very aggrieved.
The skinny magician was able to slam the door of the tavern with such a loud bang that dust fell from the ceiling.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
Boya shook his head and chuckled. At this time, a familiar figure came out from the back kitchen of the tavern.
"How's it going, Boya?"
Long Aotian looked at the high-level magic scrolls and magic materials piled up like a small mountain on the counter and couldn't help but smile: "Not bad! Boya, you really have a knack!"
Ever since hearing Bai Xiaosheng’s report in the group last night, Long Aotian has been thinking about the treasures in the stable delegation.
How can Andrew, the magician who has always strictly required himself to observe aristocratic etiquette, keep his treasure when he has made Long Aotian, who has a gangster-like personality, take notice of it?
The winner between a gentleman and a villain is self-evident.
"hey-hey."
Boya smiled triumphantly, and then suddenly thought of something: "Brother Aotian, last night a few Temple Knights and Imperial soldiers got drunk and had a fight, breaking some tables and chairs in the tavern. Look..."
"I'll pay for it! I'll compensate!"
Long Aotian was very generous. He took out a handful of gold coins and threw them on the counter: "Is it enough? If not, I'll give you more!"
"oops."
Boya quickly said, "How can I take Brother Aotian's gold coins? We are good friends!"
Boya quickly stuffed the gold coins back into Long Aotian's arms: "Brother Aotian's money is returned in full!"
The phrase "return in full" was learned by Boya from the Undead players. This idiom has endless uses and Boss Boya likes it very much.
"What about these?" Long Aotian pointed at the magic babies on the counter.
Boya laughed and said immediately: "The treasure of the delegation will be divided into 40% and 60%!"
"Three seven!"
Long Aotian said firmly: "The gold coins belong to you, and the rest belongs to me!"
"make a deal!"
"make a deal!"
The two big hands were clasped together, and Boya and Long Aotian smiled at each other.
…
Andrew returned to the room in the residential building that Long Aotian had arranged for him to rest with a lot of anger in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He always felt that he had fallen into a trap.
But the things had been given away, and Andrew really couldn't do such a thing as going back on his word.
You can only grit your teeth and swallow your tears.
It's a pity that the magic materials and scrolls I brought this time are all gone. Originally, these things were intended to be used for magic experiments and to be donated to the Magicians' Guild in the Northern City.
"well."
Andrew sighed deeply, feeling depressed.
At this moment, an adventurer suddenly knocked on the door outside: "Mr. Andrew, where are you?"
"You didn't leave?"
Andrew was stunned, opened the door, frowned and asked, "What else?"
"I was just about to leave when I encountered a necromancer who came to visit, so I came to inform you."
The adventurer said respectfully, "The city lord is looking for you. He wants you to go to the city lord's mansion. I heard there is something very important going on."
