Chapter 101: Going Around in Circles and Still Coming Here

In the afternoon, Jess went to the dock and asked if anyone was buying naga scales. He sold some small fragmented scales to a few gnomes who were working for dwarf blacksmiths and got seven silver coins.

He asked several people. These two gnomes had offered a relatively reasonable price.

When he was going home with these few silver coins in his hand, he happened to pass by a daily department store. Thinking about the naga bead necklace, he should ask about the price. And maybe the broken pocket watch he picked up in Westfall could still be repaired and used.

"Daily Commercial House, for all your needs."

The chubby store owner was holding a book and wearing glasses. After Jess walked in, his welcome speech was said without any emotion.

He glanced at the customer and asked, "What do you need?"

"I just want to ask." Jess took off the bead necklace on his wrist and put it on the table, saying, "How much can this thing sell for?"

"We don't buy jewelry here, sir." The store owner adjusted his glasses. Although he said so, he still took the bead necklace.

"Colorful pearls, beautiful things that can only be obtained from the deep sea. But this string of pearls is not large, and it's a bit cloudy, as if it has been polluted by something. Where did you get this bead necklace? This chain itself... doesn't seem to be something made in Stormwind Kingdom."

The store owner flipped through the bead necklace back and forth and looked at Jess from time to time. After a while, he said, "It can probably be sold for forty silver coins, sir. But you have to go to a jewelry store and ask. Turn left and see the canal. Follow the canal and you will see a jewelry store."

Forty silver coins.

Jess kind of wanted to sell it. If he sold it, he could get the money for paper and ink... He was facing the Orcish language exam. Having Saeuno translate as much of the demon language content in that translation book as possible would help him understand the meaning of the corresponding Orcish runes faster. This was quite important to him.

If it were in the past, he wouldn't hesitate at all.

But this bead necklace was a trophy. Especially thinking about the life-and-death struggle that night and the series of nightmares that followed, he felt that forty silver coins couldn't replace it to prove his experience.

"Then, sir, is there any chance of repairing this pocket watch?" Jess put the watch on the counter and asked.

The store owner picked up the pocket watch and looked at it, saying, "I'm not sure about this. You have to go to the watch shop on the street outside the church square and ask."

Jess thanked him, took back the pocket watch, and the store owner said, "Welcome to come again next time."

He always felt that this store owner was strange. He didn't buy anything or spend money on consulting. Why was his attitude so good?

But he didn't think about it further. Following the directions pointed out by the store owner, he went to the church square to look for that watch shop.

As he walked, he always felt that someone was following him. After looking back several times, there were only some ordinary passers-by and guards. He didn't notice any sneaky guys.

Could it be that he had used too much shadow magic and gradually become suspicious?

Just as Jess turned into an alley and started to reflect on whether he had been abusing shadow magic too much recently, suddenly he heard a rapid sound of footsteps behind him.

Jess didn't have any weapons. He turned around abruptly and shouted, "Who?!"

A soldier wearing chain mail and a helmet suddenly pounced on him and knocked him to the ground. How could Jess just give in? He struggled frantically for a while and actually pushed this armored soldier aside. Shouting, he was about to run out of the alley, but before he could take a few steps, someone else grabbed his bag.

That bag... he must not lose it.

Jess turned around and punched the soldier in the face, but he didn't expect that this punch hit the visored helmet. Immediately, his finger joints hurt so much that tears almost came out.

Looking at the end of the alley, there was already a guard with a long stick blocking him.

"What's going on?!"

"Surrender obediently, little thief!"

"Who's a thief?!"

"We received a report..."

Listening to the soldiers' words, Jess immediately understood why the store owner's attitude was so good. That guy suspected that he was a thief trying to sell stolen goods.

The key is, how could there be such a stupid thief who openly goes to a store on the street to sell stolen goods? Why not go to the local thieves' guild in the sewer first and ask?

"I am innocent! These things are all mine!"

"Yes, of course they are yours. Of course you are innocent. Come with us to the magistrate and explain first!"

Jess knew that it was useless to struggle now. These soldiers had already identified him as a thief.

"I really am..."

"Shut up!"

Suddenly a punch hit him on the chin, and Jess fainted.

Someone patted his face. He opened his eyes in a panic and shouted, "... I am really not a thief. Do you arrest people just based on one sentence?!"

He felt that he hadn't finished speaking just now, so he spat out all his words in one go. But after he finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have been unconscious for a while. Moreover, this was not the alley anymore.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jess looked at his surroundings. This was a place like a prison. It was pitch black around. Was this Stormwind Prison?

Now he was tied to a wooden chair with ropes. So he was still caught here in the end.

"He's awake. Call in the seller and ask."

Jess looked in the direction of the sound and saw a fat man walking in.

"Is it him now for sure?"

A bearded man wearing a soldier's blue shirt looked at this fat man who had just entered. Jess recognized this fat man. It was the store owner!

"It's him!" The store owner pointed at Jess and said, "He was selling stolen goods in my place."

"Selling stolen goods?" Jess stared at him and asked, "Did you see me steal? Whose did I steal? Who reported it to you? Who lost something?"

"Look at his attitude. It's extremely fierce." The store owner said viciously, "Lord Morse, look at this guy's poor and shabby appearance. He is so thin and dark, and wearing such ragged clothes. How could he have such precious jewelry? That colorful bead necklace in his hand can sell for a lot of money! Not to mention there is also a broken pocket watch. He may not even be a thief but a robber! He must have beaten someone up and robbed all the things on others!"

"Ragged? You might as well write a novel." Jess shouted, "Or have you done this yourself before, so you understand so well?!"

The shirted man named Morse didn't respond to the store owner immediately. He was just looking at a ring back and forth. At this time, Jess noticed that the ring was his newly obtained apprentice emblem!

"That ring is mine!" Jess shouted, "Give it back to me..."

"Do you know what this thing is for?" Morse asked.

Jess was just about to say something when the store owner immediately snatched the words and said, "I didn't expect he also stole a ring? This guy must be afraid that I would suspect him of stealing things, so he didn't take out all his things and ask me the price. I didn't expect he was quite shrewd. Fortunately, I am one step ahead."

"Be quiet." Morse looked at Jess and asked, "You tell me."