"Oh … Magical potions!
Magical items!
I love these cute little treasures!
Please wait for a few minutes, I think I need some time to appraise them. "
Blanche spoke quickly as he excitedly took out a pair of spectacles from his pocket and put them on his nose. He carefully observed the magical patterns on the ring and the faint glow from the two potions.
As a black market merchant, he was very clear about how popular magic items were in the market, especially those that couldn't be exposed to the public. It wouldn't be strange even if they were sold for more than five times the price. Therefore, he was extremely excited, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Seeing this scene, André couldn't help but laugh. He held his chin and waited quietly. He was slowly getting used to the fanaticism and obsession of the inhabitants of this world towards magical items. Some of them were even willing to pay with their lives for it.
But it wasn't surprising. Even a transmigrator like him with a brain full of theoretical knowledge couldn't help but be deeply attracted. He wanted to understand the mysteries behind the countless mysterious spells, not to mention a group of primitive people whose thoughts and consciousness were still stuck in the age of ignorance.
The only difference was that he paid more attention to the essence behind the power of magic. As a user, he blindly pursued quantity, variety, and destructive power. He didn't consider the operating principles of magic, nor the origin of magic …
The inspection lasted for a full ten minutes. When Blanche confirmed the authenticity of the ring and the two potions, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a satisfied expression.
"Excellent!
That's a pretty good item, I'm more than happy to accept it.
How about this, I'll give you 1500 gold coins for the ring and 350 gold coins for the two potions. You'll only need to pay 800 gold coins in the end.
Also, if you have any needs in the future, or if you intend to sell magical items or potions, please consider me first. I promise to give you a price that's 20% higher than the market price. "
"Oh?
20%? That sounds pretty good. I'll consider it.
Also, since you've verified my ability to pay, shouldn't you take out the bones of the large magical creatures for me to verify? "
As he spoke, André split all the money bags on the table into two, indicating for Blanche to take out the items he wanted.
He knew very well what kind of people the black market merchants were, so he didn't dare to overestimate the credibility of this old man in front of him. His eyes were full of vigilance.
In fact, black market merchants had no credibility at all. They cheated, sold shoddy goods, took advantage of the situation, and so on. When necessary, they would even turn into bandits and rob the customers who came to trade.
In short, it wasn't strange that they would do something so risky in order to pursue the greatest profit. After all, the black market was so lucrative that it was enough to trample on all laws and morals. André didn't want to become one of the victims.
"Hahahaha!
Looks like you've heard the rumors.
Don't worry, I'm not one of those despicable businessmen who would run away after getting a good deal. I've never done anything that would damage my reputation.
Please wait here for a few minutes. I have to go to the nearby warehouse to get the goods. I'll be back soon. "
Blanche put the ring and potions on the table and raised his hands to show that he didn't take anything with him. He then turned around and walked out of the adventurer's inn, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he left, the bartender came to the table and said in a low voice, "Mr. Mage, that old man will take at least fifteen minutes to return. Do you think you should go and see Ian Anel first?
It's rare that he's sober today. He's not drunk or crazy. It's a good opportunity to talk. "
André nodded lightly, "Of course. Bring him here."
After getting an affirmative answer, the bartender immediately waved to the stairs leading to the second floor, "Ian!
Ian Anel!
Come here quickly!
Mr. Mage wants to see you now!
Remember, it's best to keep your bad temper in check and get a lucrative job.
Think about your unconscious son. He has to go to the temple for treatment every once in a while. Otherwise, he'll die soon. "
"Oh, don't worry. As long as there's enough remuneration, I'll even be a dog."
As soon as he finished speaking!
A middle-aged man with a height of about 1.75 meters with a full beard and a haggard face slowly walked out.
He was wearing a shabby leather armor, with a broadsword twice as wide as an ordinary longsword hanging from his waist. On his back was an old hunting bow. His eyes were slightly drooping, as if he hadn't woken up yet.
But if one looked carefully, one would find a pair of clear and sharp eyes hidden underneath. One of his arms was long and the other was short. Moreover, the knuckles of his right hand's middle finger, index finger, and ring finger were abnormally thick. In addition, his spine was always arched. There was no need to ask to know that he was definitely a master archer.
Because to have such a body condition, one could only do so by using a strong bow for a long time.
André rarely used a bow and arrow because he didn't want to become so deformed. Even if the speed of a bow and arrow was much faster than a crossbow …
With lazy steps, Ian Anel directly came to the table and sat on the chair without any trace of politeness. He directly picked up the Ximen Ruby wine that Blanche hadn't finished and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he licked his lips as if he hadn't had enough and asked, "I heard that you wanted to see me?
Say it, what's the matter? If the remuneration is less than 500 gold coins, please don't ask. "
His tone was completely devoid of any respect. He didn't even bother with basic courtesy. He wasn't like the others who were full of fear towards mages.
"Damn it!
Show some respect!
The person sitting in front of you is a respected mage!
If you give up on a mission halfway like last time, don't expect me to introduce you to jobs in the future! "The bartender's face twitched as he scolded loudly.
"Ah!
I know, you're so long-winded.
The reason why I gave up on a mission halfway last time was because there was something wrong with Little John's body. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thrown away a thousand gold coins and rushed back in such a hurry. "
Ian shrugged his shoulders indifferently. From his expression, one could tell that he didn't take the warning to heart at all.
As an experienced senior ranger, he had considerable confidence in himself. Even if he occasionally gave up on missions, he didn't have to worry about not having a job. After all, the whole of Linton City knew who to look for when they needed a guide.