Lulunaka and Balik walked into the courtyard and found a place to sit down.
Julius and Pasta followed Lulunaka's instructions to settle down the Ingenious. They turned the carriage to the back of the courtyard, where there was an open space near the sea. The carriage could barely be parked there.
There was nothing in the courtyard, only weeds that could be seen everywhere. They grew to the height of half a person, and some were even taller than Balik.
These weeds had a sharp appearance. Lulunaka stretched out her hand and slid her fingertips over them. She felt as if her fingertips were moving along the edge of a blade.
Balik moved two chairs — perhaps it was not appropriate to call them chairs. A normal chair had four legs. However, one of the chairs he moved only had two legs, and it was impossible for it to stand. The other chair was passable, but it did not have a back.
"This damn place doesn't even have a place to sit."
Balik threw the chair with only two legs to the side. He looked at Lulunaka and then looked at the remaining wooden chair that was still intact. "My mother often teaches me to respect and love the elderly." He made a gesture of invitation. "And ladies first."
"Should I be angry or should I say thank you?" Lulunaka smiled.
Balik touched his chin and pondered. "My father said that when a woman is angry, she should not resist."
"Your parents are really conscientious when it comes to education."
Lulunaka shrugged and then walked to the chair with only two legs that Balik threw aside.
She squatted down and took out a small hammer and nail from her pocket.
On Balik's side, because Lurunaka's back was facing him, he couldn't see what Lurunaka was doing. However, when he heard the thumping sounds, he could roughly guess what was going on.
Lulunaka did not spend too much time and quickly put away the hammer.
When she turned around to face Balik, she was holding a chair with four legs in her hand.
"Good carpentry," Balik said.
"It's just a hobby. It's far from being a real carpenter," Lulunaka said.
Balik did not think so. Looking at the repaired chair, it was intact, just a little old. It was completely unimaginable that it was just a useless piece of wood.
He thought that Lulunaka was at least better than his subordinates who were not very useful and only thought about how to slack off.
Lulunaka moved the chair in front of Balik and sat down. Balik also sat on his chair.
The petite Lulunaka and the dwarf Balik looked at each other face to face.
Barik rubbed his hands together. This was one of his habits when he was negotiating with others. Although this place wasn't a good place to talk, he would make do with it. He didn't want to say that he would find a better place to talk in the future and take advantage of this opportunity to gather information about the other party. This was a trick that he could use to deal with ordinary people, but to an old monster who might be several times older than himself, this was probably a form of neglect. Besides, who knew what the temperament of this young girl in front of him was like? If she was a capricious person, it would be enough to give Barik a headache.
When doing business, one could not just stay behind others. Since he encountered such a situation, he had to put his skills to good use.
In order to understand the other party and get information, sometimes he had to rely on himself instead of his subordinates.
"I don't think you would come to this broken place that is rumored to be haunted for no reason. And I think you came for this yard, madam," Balik said. "So, do you have any plans?"
Lulunaka did not answer immediately. Instead, she took something out of her pocket. It was a roll of yellowed parchment. She handed the roll of parchment to Balik. "It's been a long time, but after reading this, I think you'll understand why I'm here."
Balik took the parchment and unfolded it in front of his eyes.
After reading for a while, he had a complicated look on his face.
When he finished reading, he put down the parchment and looked at Lulunaka. "This is really complicated, troublesome, and interesting … Half of the ownership of this place belongs to you."
"I'm glad that you're willing to believe me. If it were other merchants, they would probably think that this is a forgery." Lulunaka smiled. "Although I don't know how to forge a contract from hundreds of years ago."
Balik laughed out loud, but his heart wasn't that relaxed.
He thought that he was a smart person, but he was not stupid enough to play tricks in front of an unknown existence who had lived for god knows how long.
He had been a merchant for so many years, starting from the lowest peddler, until now, he had his own place in the Diaspora Area. It was not just luck.
He had a lifespan that humans did not have, and the heavens gave him a delicate heart that was no different from humans. This allowed him to learn a lot of things, unlike a traditional dwarf who was rough and clumsy.
He had a vision and experience that ordinary people did not have, and the intuition of a long-lived race allowed him to see through Lulunaka's existence, at least a little.
And the contract in his hand, although it sounded a little strange, this thing was probably real — if Lulunaka did not forge such a thing hundreds of years ago.
But Balik was a merchant, not a philanthropist. Some things, even to Lulunaka, had to be clear.
"But madam, this is where the trouble lies."
He said, "I believe that you haven't returned to the King's Castle for a long time. Although I admit that this contract is real, the contract in my hand is also real, and I bought it from the original owner with real money.
In other words, this place belongs to me at the same time. "
Speaking of this, Balik smiled helplessly. "Although now it seems that this is a losing business."
"Is it because of the haunting?" Lulunaka said, "Have you thought of a way to deal with it?"
Balik shook his head. "It's useless. No matter if it's a mage or a cultivator, they can't find the source. It's just a scream that appears in the middle of the night. Other than that, there's nothing unusual.
I've already dug up the ground in this place, and I can't find anything suspicious.
In the beginning, there were indeed some people who were interested in what happened in this place, but there were no treasures, and the sound was too scary. After that, no one was willing to come here.
Just a sound has already made this place lose any value, and no one is willing to live here. "
"That's really unfortunate." Lulunaka said, "How long has it been since it happened?"
"Not long after I bought this place, such a strange thing happened. It's been a few decades."
Balik said, and then his pair of big eyes looked straight at Lulunaka, "I think madam should know something, right?"
Balik's eyes were very clear, without any turbidity. When he looked at Lulunaka, he didn't have any intention of avoiding her gaze.
If it was anyone else who was stared at by such a pair of eyes, they would feel a little uncomfortable. But Lulunaka still looked at Balik with a smile.
"I can let you earn back the loss of this business with interest, Mr. Balik."
"Is there really a treasure underground?" Balik looked skeptical. Or it could be said that he didn't believe Lulunaka at all.
"You've already turned the place upside down. How can there be anything valuable underground?"
Lulunaka chuckled. "Besides, who would be so stupid to bury something that they think is valuable in a place and not return for a few decades?"
Balik nodded. "That's true. That's something only a fool would do.
So, Madam, what do you mean? "
Lulunaka's hand reached behind her back, took out something, and placed it in Balik's hand.
It was a small sack made of linen. From its appearance, it didn't seem to be anything valuable.
Balik tossed the small sack. It wasn't big, but it was quite heavy.
He didn't think that Lulunaka would put a stone in it and use it to tease him. So, what could be inside? Balik, who often dealt with money, quickly understood.
He looked at Lulunaka with a little surprise. Lulunaka returned a smile. "You and I both have the rights to this place.
I want to make this place my home, but you spent money to buy this place. The problem doesn't lie with you.
I think it's more appropriate to settle this matter now rather than troublesome and complicated arbitration.
Don't you want to open it and inspect the goods? "
Balik untied the rope tied up the opening and rubbed his eyes hard.
Although he was mentally prepared, Balik was still dazzled by the brilliance in the sack.
It was a small sack of gold coins. They were densely piled together and each piece had a beautiful luster.
The whole sack was filled with these gold coins. Although it looked rough on the outside, it contained something of extraordinary value.