Big Capitalist

The man in white robe slowly lowered his hood, revealing a face that was extremely handsome.

Who else could this person be but Merlin?

However, his iconic golden hair had now turned into a silver color like frost and snow, which made him look even colder and more mysterious.

It was the first time that Bartlett had seen such a handsome human being, and a sense of crisis inexplicably surged in his heart.

He thought to himself, this guy doesn't look simple at first glance, what will happen if he appears in front of Celia?

Maybe Celia would be fooled by his appearance.

"Who are you?" Bartlett couldn't help but ask. He always felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.

Merlin smiled and looked at Bartlett gently, then slowly said, "My name is Merlin."

When Bartlett heard the name, his pupils suddenly shrank and a flash of lightning passed through his mind.

He instantly recalled that he had seen this man at Lady Ysera's mobilization meeting.

He is the being known as "Evil Merlin", the culprit who took away Ysera's ability to enter dreams, and is also recognized as the biggest BOSS in the entire dream world.

Shock and panic instantly surged into Bartlett's heart. He subconsciously stood up, and the chair fell to the ground with a bang.

He stared at Merlin with wide eyes in horror, then turned to look at Astrid and stammered, "What...what on earth is going on?"

Astrid waved at Bartlett and said calmly, "Don't be nervous. This Merlin is not the same Merlin you imagined. Come, sit down and talk."

Bartlett looked incredulous and said loudly, "Don't you know that Merlin is the enemy of our dragon clan?"

Astrid nodded slightly and said, "Of course I know, but the one in front of you is Merlin the Good."

"What the hell? This thing can be divided into good and evil?" Bartlett felt that his worldview was impacted.

Merlin smiled at Bartlett, his eyes full of sincerity, and said, "I have no ill intentions. Sit down and talk."

Bartlett looked suspicious, his eyes moving back and forth between Astrid and Merlin, but he finally sat down. He really wanted to hear what was going on behind this.

After all, this is Merlin's dream world. If this guy is really the final BOSS, with his current strength, he has no power to resist.

Merlin smiled, cleared his throat, and slowly introduced himself: "I am indeed Merlin, but not the Merlin you know."

Bartlett looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Merlin's expression grew solemn, and he spoke slowly, "I am the only good side of Merlin left. For years in this dream world, I have guided countless adventurers, hoping they would grow and ultimately defeat the evil Merlin. Once, Merlin, driven by inner darkness and desire, lost himself and committed many wrongdoings, stealing Ysera's ability to enter dreams being one of them. But during my long time in the dream world, the good and evil within me split, and my good side awakened, determined to atone for my past sins. I know that only by guiding adventurers to become stronger can we stand a chance against the evil Merlin, consumed by darkness, and restore peace and order to this dream world."

Bartlett's eyes widened in shock. He looked at Astrid in disbelief and asked, "Is there such a thing?"

Astrid nodded affirmatively and said, "Indeed, this kind Merlin has been secretly helping adventurers. Linus and Celia, whom you are familiar with, are aware of this, and they have been cooperating with Merlin to guide everyone's growth."

Bartlett thought for a moment and felt that since Celia knew and acknowledged the existence of the kind Merlin, he must be the kind side.

Then, he looked at Merlin with a determined gaze and said, "I want to become powerful and defeat the evil Merlin. Good Merlin, can you help me?"

Merlin smiled slightly and said, "Just call me Merlin. Defeating the evil Merlin is our common goal. I will help you become stronger for free."

As he spoke, he stood up and motioned Bartlett to follow him, "Follow me."

Bartlett hurriedly got up and followed Merlin and Astrid to a corner of the Hutton Marr block.

In the corner, Bartlett saw a young man wearing a pot hat, a rose in his mouth, and a pile of pottery jars around him, shouting at the top of his voice.

"Come! Come! Come! Make money with money!"

"Come on! Anyone who finds life boring and loves daydreaming, come to me! I have ancient miniature jars from the elf era that will definitely help you realize your lofty dreams! I can guarantee with my personal integrity that none of these jars are empty, so feel free to buy them! Wahaha!"

As soon as Merlin and Bartlett arrived here, Tuguan noticed the three of them and greeted them warmly: "Hey, isn't this Master Merlin? How come you have time to come to my place today?"

Merlin smiled and responded, "I'm here to introduce you to business."

"Introduce business?" Bartlett was a little confused and full of doubts. Wasn't he about to embark on the road to becoming stronger? Why did he suddenly come here? What was going on?

Merlin saw Bartlett's confusion and patiently explained, "This is the jar merchant. The jars he has here can be used to make good weapons. The reason you can't break the Minotaur's defense is largely because your weapons are inferior. Only better weapons can bring you greater strength in battle."

Bartlett subconsciously glanced at the worn wooden cross on his back and felt that what Merlin said made sense.

"How much is this jar?" Bartlett turned and asked the earthen jar.

The earthenware jar smiled broadly as he explained, "Weapons of different levels have different prices. I only offer jars at the Novice Adventurer level, which are quite affordable, costing only one thousand gold coins. However, you can purchase higher-level jars from my subordinates in the future. Please take good care of my subordinates; they are the best pocket jar merchants in Merlin's Dream World. You will definitely like their pocket jars."

When Bartlett heard the price, his eyes widened instantly. He knew that he only had about 1,500 gold coins in his backpack.

In the dream world, the output of gold coins is not high, and most of this money is accumulated through hard work in completing tasks.

After hesitating for a moment, Bartlett gritted his teeth and said, "Then, give me a jar first."

After saying that, he took out a thousand gold coins and handed them to the earthen jar.