The old man said nothing, but looked at Duan Qing up and down with an appraising look, and then showed an incomprehensible smile: "Who taught you your magic skills...?"

"...You can also see this?"

In Qian Zhihe's suspicious eyes, Duan Qing screamed and opened his mouth: "How do you identify the profession of magician, old sir?"

"As I get older, I have read more books, so I am more knowledgeable..." The old man replied with a smile: "Of course, I know more people, so... you just answer."

Recalling Duan Fenglei's words not long ago, Duan Qing finally became a little wary when looking at this mysterious old man: "I...well, these things now are all from a certain man named Norman when we were in Fenghua Town.

The old man taught me this, so..."

"It should... be considered him."

"Norman."

The old man straightened up slowly: "Fenghua Town."

The answers one word after another made the original mysterious atmosphere even weirder, and at the same time made the two players present even more anxious. Not knowing how to answer, they looked at each other, and then stepped back together.

He took a step forward: "Um...this old gentleman, if nothing happens..."

"Is everything okay? Of course something is happening." The old man suddenly spoke again: "Don't you... want your wages?"

"ah?"

"I will give you wages." The old man stooped up his body again, and then shook his sleeves: "But... you have to finish the work."

"……what does it mean?"

"I mean, you can come back tomorrow." Pointing behind him, the old man's voice was full of a strange smile: "Arranging the bookshelves is a very tedious job. I expect you adventurers to take a day or two.

Being able to finish it... doesn't seem to be a very reasonable thing."

"Before, I saw that you seemed to be somewhat interested in those books." The old man raised his head and said, "How about it, are you interested in continuing? Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or even longer, you have a lot of time to sort it out.

You can read those books as you like, and things like salary... are naturally easy to negotiate."

"……Really?"

While the man lowered his head in thought, the girl who heard this jumped forward excitedly: "You mean... we can increase the price?"

"Oh, of course, I swear in the name of the elements." The old man raised his hand: "You can put forward your requests now, and I... can consider them all."

"Well, then we need one hundred and eighty-eight gold coins! Uh... isn't it too obvious?" The red hair was swinging lively behind her, and the girl who just wanted to jump quickly shrank back.

Head: "Forget it, I'd rather just have a hundred gold coins..."

"Hey... don't make decisions on your own."

Hitting his head helplessly, Duan Qing raised his eyelids and looked at the old man opposite who was waiting for his reply: "We will discuss the price later, but... we will come tomorrow."

"Is that okay, old gentleman?"

"Don't always call me Mr.... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." The old man straightened his body again, and then put on a serious expression.

"I am Fernando Wiggins, the director of the Tania Library." He said every word.
Chapter completed!