All I ask for is one thing

  Rod Dick glanced at Julian and looked around, saying: "I have a simpler way. Whether it's a high-level scroll or a low-level scroll, count them as thirty each, divided into five shares, so each share is six. As for the extra change, let's consider it as a thank you to our respected great magician Julian. If it weren't for Lord Julian's help in opening the ring, none of us would have gotten the inheritance, and no one will object, right?"

  He's really good at this, he saw that Julian wanted those scrolls a long time ago. With one mouthful, he gave the great god of magic six high-level scrolls and eight mid-level scrolls, making Julian very satisfied. What's the fun in doing things for others? I suppose the Lingdon family and Amun wouldn't dare to object either.

  Amon naturally wouldn't object, and whatever he got was an unexpected gain. The nephews of the Lington family didn't dare to object either. Rod Dick made a decisive blow, casually dividing the scrolls on the table into five portions, each consisting of six high-grade scrolls and six mid-grade scrolls. He personally handed over the remaining "loose change" to Julian.

  Julian was overjoyed, thanked him and accepted the scrolls with a smile. These scrolls were the rich legacy left by Nero, the greatest master of scroll-making in the empire. As the high priest of the Isis Temple, Julian was very wealthy, but the value of this batch of things was at least equivalent to his total income for seven or eight years. What's more, it was not necessarily possible to buy them even with money.

  Rhodry-Dick took two copies for the Cape Town municipality and had them put away; the Linton nephews took two more; Ammon took the last one, carefully tucking it into a pocket of his jacket. Julian watched him with misgivings, his first impression being that this country boy would be hard to buy.

  Although in the mind of this noble, almost everyone can be priced with benefits, it seems that the cost of buying Amun is too expensive. Because this foreigner already has amazing wealth and does not seem to be greedy, otherwise he would not return the staff to Haicheng City-State. How to deal with this person? It's hard to entice him with benefits, or try other methods.

  Julian hadn't spoken yet, but heard Obama muttering: "Nine people, twenty-four scrolls, how to divide them?"

  Rodick smiled and replied, "It's not a problem if you don't want to keep the scrolls and want money instead. I'll buy them in the name of Cape Temple, and I'll also buy some personally. Buying so many scrolls at once is an astonishing amount of money, I won't let you lose out, but you don't need to be too greedy either."

  Hillary said with a smile: "As long as the lord of the city makes a fair price, why would we care? It's more convenient to exchange the scroll for money and divide it."

  Tas Huen shook his head and said, "I hope to keep some of my uncle's scrolls as a family heirloom. I am willing to pay the same price as the city master to buy some from my brothers, but for now, I can only afford to buy a few."

  Rodick smiled: "I almost forgot, among your brothers there are also two divine masters, keeping the scrolls is useful. If someone wants to buy the scrolls of the brothers, just make an offer first, these things were originally from the Lingdon family, I won't argue."

  Tasui hastily explained, "No, no, no, how dare I bid in front of the Lord of the City? Whatever price the Lord of the City offers, I will offer the same. Just convert all these scrolls into money, except for my own share, and buy a few more."

  In the end, Tasman paid out a sum of money and left with two high-grade scrolls and three mid-grade scrolls. The rest were bought by Roddick, mostly in the name of the temple, but some privately. Roddick was well aware that the value of these scrolls lay not only in their monetary worth, but also in their ability to allow a low or mid-tier divine spellcaster to instantly cast mid and high-tier spells without expending their own magical energy. If conflicts were to erupt in the future, having a large stockpile of scrolls would be a powerful tool for both offense and defense.

  Julian looked at Roddick again, thinking to himself that this city lord was indeed quick-handed, buying the Linton family's scroll in the first instance and mobilizing the wealth of the temple. Was this city lord preparing for war? If one day there was a siege or two armies clashed, sending a group of divine masters holding scrolls to launch a surprise attack would have an unexpected winning effect.

  Julian thought of another possibility. Such a batch of scrolls are not easily encountered in peacetime, the Lington family is selling them in large quantities at a low price, without even carefully distinguishing the use of each scroll, just handling them according to high and medium prices. Although Roderick paid a huge sum, the price he got was very cheap compared to other situations.

  Roderick took advantage of his identity and connections, read the scrolls left by Nero, made notes, and secretly transferred them to the gods in a large city-state, which could be sold at a much higher price than today's purchase price. This is the way to make a fortune! Julian thought more and more admired, and also thought more and more envied, a little regretful that he had acted too late, and then suddenly remembered Amun again.

  The scroll was disposed of, and Julian coughed and said: "There is one last item in Nero's will. The person who returns the legacy should read a certain private note of his, which records the production of a certain scroll. Ammon, do you want to see it? By the way, where did that scroll go? Do you have it with you?"

  Isn't this a case of asking what you already know? Ah Meng had said long ago that the three scrolls were lost in the deep mountains and couldn't be found.

  Amon looked up at Julian, suddenly alert, the great wizard's gaze had an indescribable danger, like a mouse being stared down by a cat. Amon brought out a special ability from the underworld, able to sense changes in people's inner emotions, though he didn't know the exact thoughts, he could detect that Julian was not harboring good intentions.

  He replied cautiously, "I've already reported to the city master that Lord Nero indeed left three scrolls behind, but I lost them in the mountains when I escaped and couldn't find them again. I won't look at the records anyway, it's not like I can understand them or need to."

  Although he was very curious about the specific use of that gray, nameless scroll, he cut off the thought decisively in this situation. A civilian who didn't know magic wouldn't be using scrolls anyway, and the scroll had already been lost; if he went to look at the records written by the gods, it would only arouse suspicion. The ones present were a group of cats, and he was just a mouse among them.

  Rodick, the notary of the will, saw Amun and said that he did not want to see Nero's private notes again. He didn't force him, but asked kindly: "Amun, Lord Nero's last wish has been fulfilled. As the lord of Cape City, you should be grateful for your actions. What do you want?"

  Amun shook his head and said: "I have already received too much, Emperor Nero's gift has exceeded my imagination, how dare I hope for more? I only ask the lord of the city one thing."

  Rodick: "Speak your mind, whatever you desire that is within Lord's power shall be granted."

  Amon's expression was a mixture of concern and embarrassment: "I knew that staff was precious, but I didn't think Emperor Nero's relic would be so valuable! To be honest with you gentlemen, when I came here, I carefully hid the staff all along the way, not daring to let anyone know. Now that I'm carrying so much money and valuables on me, I'm really worried - can you gentlemen ensure my safe departure from Cape City?"

  It's a bit rude to ask this in public, but it's normal for a stranger with no relatives to have such worries. Lord Dick's face sank slightly and said: "What are you talking about? This city-state should thank you, will it make things difficult for you? The will of Emperor Nero has been executed, you can leave at any time if you want to go, and if you're not at ease, I can send a guard to escort you."

  Amon smiled like a child: "Thank you, Lord City Master! This is exactly what I wanted to hear! There's no need for the guards to escort me, Dick-sama's city-state is the safest place. I'll leave today and when I return home, I'll be the richest person in my hometown!"

  Amon said he would leave, and Roderick's words had already been spoken in public, so it was not good to take them back. A foreigner who suddenly obtained a surprising wealth in a strange city-state can also understand the eagerness to hurry back home. Julian originally wanted to find an excuse to detain Amon, but did not expect Amon to make such a request in public.

  The great magician's eyes rolled around, and he smiled and said: "Amon, your noble and selfless conduct should be praised and rewarded. I'd like to ask you a few questions in private, may I?"

  Amun's words made him laugh so hard his scalp felt numb, but he could only nod and say: "Of course, sir. What is it that you want to ask?"

  Julian led him into a quiet room and said straightforwardly, "Amon, I'm very interested in the will of Lord Nero on the mountain cave and the scroll you lost in the deep mountains. Can you tell me the specific location and process as detailed as possible?"

  If Amun was completely making it up, he would inevitably reveal many flaws in front of this clever and powerful god. But this experience wasn't made up by Amun himself, but rather a retelling of the old madman's story plus a quote from Nero's last words, which he calmly recounted from start to finish once again.

  After finishing, Julian ordered someone to bring him paper and pen, and let Amun write down the words he saw in the cave as much as possible. Amun wrote a draft without revealing any content that should not be revealed. Julian also asked Amun to draw a map and asked him how to find his way back to that place?

  "Deep in the mountains, many places don't have roads and the terrain is very complex. It's almost impossible to recall accurately, I'll try my best to draw it for you."

  He really drew a picture, which is a rough outline of the deep mountains and forests in the Yu Di River Valley. The terrain is quite complex, and if the strokes are slightly biased, it will be very different. Based on this map, it's almost impossible to find the exact location. However, it's already impressive that a deep mountain hunter can draw such a picture, and he respectfully handed over the rough sketch to Julian.

  Julian was still uneasy and suddenly asked: "Didn't Nero's will mention Bell?"

  Ammon looked up and asked: "Who is Belle?"

  Julian shook his head: "You don't know this person, did he mention the divine spirit in his will?" In fact, he wanted to ask about the secret of the divine spirit, but it was not good to speak directly, so he could only make a detour.

  A-Mon curiously retorted: "No, I saw the message that was just written for you."

  Julian frowned: "As the chief priest of the city-state, Nero's last words wouldn't have failed to mention the gods. Ammon, are you hiding something? Just say it out loud and I won't blame you!"

  Amun scratched the back of his head: "How would I know that? I'm just a hunter in the mountains, you must know more than me."

  Julian stared at Amun, his eyes seeming to bore into the young man's very soul. Amun suddenly realized that he couldn't sense this great magician's emotions; he must be in a state of magical meditation, suppressing the information emanating from his body and mind. Julian's magic was far superior to Amun's, and in his presence, Amun's special ability lost its effect.

  This discovery made Armon even more vigilant, and he had already determined that this great god was suspicious of himself and had other intentions. The old madman's note mentioned Julian and said that Julian had received favors from Bell, and if he encountered any trouble, he could take out the token to ask for help, but first, he had to figure out the situation. In this situation, Armon dared not take out the token at all, and instead feared that Julian would discover his relationship with Bell.

  Julian looked at Armon and suddenly smiled: "You are just a hunter in the mountains, getting those scrolls today is of no use to you, neither can be eaten nor opened. But for a divine master like me, it's extremely useful, I'm willing to pay a high price to buy it, at the price that Lord Dick just offered, will you sell it to me?"

  This matter Ah Mon neither wanted to agree nor could refuse, the hunters in the mountains keeping the divine technique scrolls indeed had no use, but on the other hand, the scrolls were not only scrolls, they were also very valuable things! He thought for a moment, blinking his eyes and replied: "Noble great divine technique master, in my hometown, when buying something, buying one item at a time is more expensive than buying many, the more expensive the thing, the more so. Divine stones can't be eaten or opened, but they are money, scrolls are also money."

  "You said that if we were to go to a big place with many divine artisans and sell these scrolls one by one in batches, wouldn't we be able to sell them for a higher price? Anyway, I'm not short of money, so I'm not in a hurry. Is this approach better? I know you are an extremely noble person, please tell me if my idea is correct or not?"

  Julian sighed inwardly, this Amun looked very simple, but not stupid at all! He was already somewhat certain that Amun must have hidden something and needed to be interrogated thoroughly, even if it meant severe torture, to extract valuable clues from the young man's mouth. If Amun knew about his past with Bell, there was a possibility that he couldn't stay in this world!

  Since Amun asked, Julian couldn't say that his idea was wrong, and could only laugh: "Amun, you're very clever, and it's rare to be honest and selfless. You're indeed a good kid worthy of praise! I heard you say you're leaving today, so I wish you a smooth journey, and the gods will bless you!"

  As Julian spoke, he had already made up his mind. He didn't want to openly deal with Armon, but after Armon left the city-state, he would intercept him in a deserted area and secretly interrogate him. Because the matter was of great importance, the great wizard even wanted to take action personally. Anyway, his inspection of the Sea Cliff City-State had already ended, and he would be leaving tomorrow to attend to some matters, which no one could inquire about.

  Even riding a fast horse, it would take several days to leave the territory of Haicheng City. Amun couldn't escape the palm of this great magician no matter what, and when the time came, he would use every means to interrogate everything clearly. No matter what was asked, Amun was definitely not allowed to stay.

  Julian was pondering this, intending to bring Armon back to the hall and say a few more words of encouragement and praise, when suddenly he heard someone outside loudly reporting: "Lord Julian, the latest decree from the Holy Maiden has arrived at Cape City-State, it is for you and Lord Dick!"

  Julian was taken aback, having completed his inspection mission and about to return tomorrow. Why did the young Saint Maria-sama issue her latest orders at this very moment? Had something major happened? He hastily tidied up his attire and headed to the main hall to receive the saint's edict, while Dick, the lord of the city, led the officials from the castle and the temple in preparing with reverence.

  The Saint's Command Rodick had long been aware, tactfully reprimanding the young lord for his inadequacies in handling temple affairs, praising Julian High Priest's various achievements and talents, ordering Julian to stay in Cape City-state for a year, guiding and supervising temple affairs in this place.

  This order was far beyond Julian's expectations. He had just received a batch of precious scrolls in Cape City today, and his mood was great, but it was like being suddenly hit by a mallet. The order has been officially issued and naturally cannot be openly disobeyed. He doesn't want to stay in Cape City for a year, and he is also afraid of having too many dreams at night in a place far away from the Isis Temple. It seems that he can only send someone to send a letter back to Meng Fei Si, secretly discuss with the other two high priests, find an excuse to let the Holy Girl issue another order, because urgent matters require him to return early.

  There's another small trouble right in front of him, he's probably unable to personally behead Amun, can only send someone else, as for interrogation and execution must let the most trusted confidant do it, this "secret" cannot have any leakage.

  The messenger who brought the order was the vice-chief of the Archives Bureau in Dreamflight City, and a prominent figure. Roddick naturally had to entertain him well, and also hold a grand banquet to thank and welcome Lord Julian for staying behind to guard the city. From that afternoon until late at night, the officials of the city were all busy, and the lord was once again so busy he didn't return home, and of course no one paid any attention to Armon either.

  Amon wasn't aware that Maria's timely order had also saved him once, depriving Julian, the great wizard, of the time and opportunity to take him down personally. He himself was also very cautious, leaving Cape Town on the same afternoon, driving the carriage sent by Taschen-Lington, with little luggage and a cat.

  The servants in Lord Dick's mansion were quite reluctant to part with the young stranger, for they had already heard that Armon had taken out thirty-two divine stones and handed them over to the lord of the city, and each person could get a large sum of money! Especially the few gatekeepers who escorted Armon's carriage all the way to the entrance of the road, even looking at him with tears in their eyes as he left.

  Amon's next destination was the city of Mofeng, for some reason he always wanted to go there. The city of Mofeng is west of Haicheng State, but he left from the east gate. If someone secretly paid attention, they would think that this foreigner planned to return home - he came from the distant Yudi River Valley deep in the mountains, and should have gone back to that place.

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