Charlotte watched the group chat shift from mourning the Judge to him, the newcomer, and the guy codenamed 'Merchant' tried to transfer the debt.
That's 2,000 gold coins, or 20 million copper coins!
It's not worth that price even if he's sold.
So he thought about it, slid his finger quickly on the black stone screen, and wrote a line of words.
[Miracle: Newcomer report, please take care of me. ]
[Miracle: I met that uncle by chance, and I will not inherit any of his debts. @Merchant]
Charlotte was a little uncomfortable with this short online name.
He usually used long names like: 'Farmer's three punches hurt a little', 'This name really has ten characters'...
There were footsteps at the stairs, and Charlotte quickly put away the black stone and animal skins.
"Boss, that patient…" Vivian looked at the black robe and broken sword on the ground, as well as several footprints corroding the ground, and couldn't help covering her mouth.
It looked like a scene of destruction of corpses.
She had just heard the sound of a guest knocking on the door, but out of caution, she did not go downstairs.
But strangely, standing at the stairs, she could not hear what they were saying.
She did not come out until she was sure that there was no sound of people talking in the clinic.
"Don't think about it. The patient was poisoned by an extremely strong poison. I can't do anything about it. Only these two things are left." Charlotte interrupted Vivian's association. He didn't want to become a terrifying murderer in the little girl's mind for no reason.
"Is that so?" Vivian was skeptical.
"You use magic to clean the ground and the two items, and I will take them away." Charlotte said again.
The poison in Joseph was too fierce, and he didn't want to send himself away because of the residue.
Vivian obediently used cleaning magic to clean the ground and Joseph's two relics, which made her feel like an accomplice.
Charlotte wrapped the black robe and the broken sword with rags, and then carried them upstairs.
This is a rare item determined by the system, the only two items left by a generation of strong men, and a high-end item that is not damaged at all in the face of highly corrosive venom.
Throw it away?
That would be a waste of money.
Charlotte is not afraid that the original owner of the item has passed away. From a certain perspective, he is inheriting it.
"Is this really a black shop?" Vivian looked at Charlotte holding the so-called patient's relics to be disposed of, and walked upstairs briskly, and felt more and more uneasy.
...
Charlotte caught a spider from the corner and threw it on the black robe. After confirming that there was no toxin residue on the black robe, she folded the black robe with confidence and stuffed it into the bottom corner of the closet.
According to the system's judgment, this is a rare item that can hide breath and hide the body more easily in the dark night. It can definitely be called a night artifact.
As for the broken long sword, compared with the complete long sword, the difference is that it is not easy to sell at a high price.
This long sword, which accompanied the Judge in his battles and killed countless monsters, was forged from meteorites from outer space, and its sharpness and hardness were extremely high.
But no matter how good the sword was, it was no different from a kitchen knife in Charlotte's hands.
If it could be remelted and made into a scalpel, it would be a very good way to deal with it.
The scene of a sword cutting off an arm-thick iron rod just now made Charlotte extremely covet its sharpness.
Thinking of this, Charlotte hurried downstairs to find a wooden stick to prop up the door, but felt that it was not stable enough, so she pushed the stone bed against the door.
"When I have money, I still have to buy a magic barrier to install outside the door." Charlotte thought secretly.
Unfortunately, that thing is like the difference between a password lock security door and a wooden door. The price is extremely high. Even the lowest-level one costs more than 10,000 copper coins.
Vivian went back to her room to rest, while Charlotte went into the study, locked the door, and took out the black stone and animal skin again and put them on the desk.
The yellow light swayed slightly, the black stone flickered, and it vibrated slightly on the table, making a humming sound.
Charlotte quickly browsed the chat history. The judge died unexpectedly. Except for the mysterious night watchman, all other group members came out to chat.
And through their chats, like pieces of a puzzle, Charlotte also had some understanding of the judge's life.
As a knight close to a demigod, the judge's life was legendary.
He joined Red Moon for more than 30 years, and he destroyed more than 100 monster nests and killed more than 100 beast queens.
The most representative battle was ten years ago, when one man and one sword defended the city of Kant attacked by the beast tide.
It was a small town with only three senior magicians stationed, but it faced a terrifying magic tide led by the beast queen.
The judge who passed by here was able to hold on alone for six hours, killed the beast queen, and successfully defended the city of Kant.
There are many similar records, and each one is enough to shock the party.
But strangely, in Charlotte's memory, there was no such legendary strongman on the Isoe continent.
He soon found the answer.
The judge never publicized his achievements, just like the Red Moon organization was not known to the world.
The nine people in the Red Moon organization did not show their true faces to each other, but called each other by code names.
Of course, this does not mean that they are completely isolated.
Just like the judge borrowed two thousand gold coins from the merchant, the technician forged the black sword named "Judgment" for him, and also swept the monster nest with the shepherd.
The closeness of the relationship depends on the individual.
The existence of the black stone is just to allow members who do not want to reveal their identities to remain mysterious while participating in the organization's activities.
Through the peeping screen, Charlotte had a general understanding of several members.
The merchant is indeed a businessman, and he is extremely rich, so he can lend 2,000 gold coins at will.
The technician should be a weapon forger who can forge rare weapons with meteorites from outer space, and his skills are evident.
Shepherd, a powerful orc, currently in Kalwa, his daily work is similar to that of the Judge.
Light Chaser, insufficient information, unknown identity, but judging from her speech, she should be a female member.
Witch, also insufficient information, can be confirmed to be a female, living by the sea.
Gatekeeper, taciturn, only sent a sentence "May the Giant Spirit bless him", which is puzzling.
Hermit, highly respected in Red Moon, and has more contact with the Judge.
Night Watcher, Charlotte has not spoken since joining the group, is the initiator of Red Moon.
Miracle, a rookie who knows nothing.
…
[Witch: Newcomer, what is your profession? @Miracle]
[Technician: It must be a knight, the Judge has always looked down on magicians. ]
[Shepherd: Recently, Warcraft has become quite active, we need to deal with more Warcraft nests before the beast tide riots that occur once every ten years. ]
Charlotte thought for a while and replied: [I am a doctor, studying medicine to save the world. ]