The money obtained from selling the collateral was added to the wealth value, but the 4,000 deposit paid by Diana was not added to the wealth value.
This is not difficult to guess, most likely the system has determined that the transaction has not been completed.
"Only 452 copper coins are missing, and we have to wait another day." Charlotte sighed lightly, he was still looking forward to the opening of the system mall function.
Maybe with virtual wealth, you can get good things produced by the system?
Now, you can only go to the alchemy room to continue studying the formula of the moisturizing essence.
...
In the seventh alley of Baka Street, in the dark alley, three orcs were lying on the ground with their bodies curled up. Two of them had died, and one was holding his chest and calling in a low voice.
A burly man stood by, carrying a bulging cloth bag on his back and holding a silver heavy sword in his hand. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped on the neck of the still twitching orc, and laughed disdainfully: "Don't you even ask who your grandfather Andre is! You even dare to rob me! You are going to die!"
"Hehe..." The orc breathed in pain in his throat, and tried to pry the man's feet with his bloody hands.
Andre was unmoved. The orc's struggle made him a little excited. The strength of his feet also increased a little. He smiled with a ferocious expression: "Bugs like you should be stepped on to death."
Puff!
A sharp sword went straight through his chest from his back.
Andre's eyes widened, and he looked down in disbelief. The blood-stained sword tip quickly retracted, and then he stabbed three times in a row.
Andre subconsciously swung his sword backwards, but the shadow behind him shrank and dodged, and took away the package behind him.
Andre finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. He only saw a shadow escaping quickly and disappeared in the mist in a blink of an eye.
"Damn it..." Blood kept pouring out of Andre's mouth. He trembled and took out a bottle of intermediate hemostatic potion from his arms and poured it down himself, but the wound was bleeding heavily and couldn't stop the bleeding at all.
His vitality was rapidly draining away, his body was getting cold, and the fear of death enveloped him.
The orc who was stepped on by him suddenly grinned, his sharp teeth glowed in the dark, he exhaled a heavy breath, tilted his head and died.
"We have to find a clinic..." The will to survive made Andre stand up again and crawl out of the alley.
He was careless just now and didn't dodge.
Otherwise, with his strength as a fourth-level senior knight, he wouldn't have been stabbed so badly.
The loss of the package made him even more heartbroken.
Those were all good things Carol gave him, twenty gold coins, and a pack of excellent magic potions.
This time he came to the Abyss on the orders of Viscount Kapas, and received a lot of benefits.
Before he walked out, he wanted to enjoy the legendary Amman Street, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter.
Not to mention the money was lost, and now he was stabbed four times, even his life was in danger.
The hemostatic potion still played a role. With a strong physique and the will to survive, Andre finally crawled out of the alley.
However, the blood was lost quickly, and his consciousness became blurred.
Looking up, there was no one on the street.
But in the Abyss, it was a good thing to have no one under the serious injury.
Andre looked carefully, his eyes lit up, and ten meters away, a sign of a clinic was faintly visible.
The strong desire to survive dispelled the sleepiness, and Andre forced his body to crawl towards the clinic.
The sign of the clinic was like a candle in the dark night.
Dong... Dong...
Charlotte and Vivian were busy in the alchemy room. The sudden knock on the door made them stop what they were doing.
"I'll go take a look." Charlotte took off her apron, picked up the judgment sword on the counter, and walked towards the door lightly.
It was very dangerous to open the door for someone in the dark night. The newly replaced iron rod did not seem so reliable, at least in the abyss.
Holding a sharp weapon, Charlotte felt more secure.
Arriving in front of the door, Charlotte looked out through the crack of the door.
There was no one outside the door...
"Huh?"
Charlotte frowned. He clearly heard the knock on the door.
This made him feel a little nervous.
Dong...
The knock on the door sounded again, accompanied by a weak cry for help: "Sa... Save me..."
Charlotte understood this time that the sound came from below.
Looking down, there was a black figure lying in front of the door, and there was a smell of blood.
It looked like a seriously injured person.
"Who are you?" Charlotte asked cautiously.
Never underestimate the acting skills of the people in the abyss. The overflowing kindness can easily make you lose your life.
Vivian also came to the door and looked at Charlotte.
Charlotte made a gesture to her to keep quiet.
"I... I am seriously injured, save me... I will thank you greatly..." The voice outside the door became weaker and weaker.
"From the breath, he was seriously injured." Vivian said.
Charlotte nodded, motioned Vivian to step back, lifted the iron bar on the door, held the hand holding the judgment behind her back, and slowly opened the door.
The light in the clinic fell on the door, and a burly figure was lying at the door, with a large pool of blood under him, and a strong smell of blood came to his nose.
Charlotte's eyes lingered on the black soft armor on the man's body and his calloused hands. He was a human being, and he should be a knight. He didn't look like a native of the Abyss, but more like someone from outside.
A local knight with some strength would not be stabbed into such a miserable state in the middle of the night.
This was probably an outsider who didn't understand the warm customs of the Abyss and was still wandering on the street in the middle of the night.
To walk in the Abyss, you must go out at noon.
Because something will happen sooner or later.
"Help... Help..." Andre tried to look up and looked at Charlotte and whispered for help.
"Carry him in first." Charlotte stepped forward and, with the help of Vivian, struggled to carry the strong man weighing nearly 200 kilograms into the clinic and put him on the diagnosis bed.
"His injuries are so serious..." Vivian looked at the man with a weak breath and looked at Charlotte with an inquiring look.
If healing magic was used at this moment, he would most likely be able to be saved.
Charlotte saw through her thoughts at a glance, shook her head slightly and said: "Close the door, take three bottles of hemostatic potion to feed him, I will check his injuries first."
A knight of unknown origin appeared in the abyss at this time. Who can guarantee that he is not here to capture Vivian?
If she revealed that she could use healing magic, maybe he would heal the person and turn around to capture her.
Charlotte used a knife to cut open Andre's soft armor and clothes. There were four wounds on his chest, and they penetrated from the back.
Judging from the position, it should have avoided the heart.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to hold on for so long and crawl to seek medical treatment by himself.
Blood was still oozing out, but judging from the amount of bleeding from the wound, he should have taken hemostatic potion himself.
The knight's strong physique gave him a stronger vitality, which was also the main reason why he could hold on until now.
"Stop the bleeding first, clean the wound, and then suture the wound." Charlotte said calmly, took a bottle of hemostatic potion from Vivian, and poured it directly on Andre's wound.
The pain stimulated Andre to wake up, muttered something in his mouth, and then howled with his teeth bared: "You...what are you doing? Where is the healing spell? Where is the magic?"
"Sorry, I don't know magic. I can only use magic potions to treat your wounds, and surgery will help you suture the wound and stop the bleeding." Charlotte gestured to the potion bottle in her hand and said calmly.
"Surgery?" Andre frowned, feeling as if he had entered a fake clinic, but the strong feeling of weakness in his body left him no choice, so he could only nod: "As long as you can save me, I will give you a generous consultation fee. But if you can't cure me, then you're done..."