"Willian, you know better than me about the production of magic items. What level of magic is required to make such a makeup box?"
After walking out of the small shop and bypassing two stalls that had just begun to display their goods, Edward suddenly spoke.
"The magic above is not profound, but to ensure that all consumables are endless and not easily damaged, you must have at least a third-level spellcasting ability. However, the overall production does not approach or even exceed the ability of a high-level mage.
, is incompetent. In order to minimize the loss of mental power, a relatively strong force is also necessary..."
The genuine mage apprentice was stunned, and then he mused: "However, the carving on this makeup box is very fine. It must not have been shaped by magic, because the carvings are very obvious. It should be at least a carving that is twenty or thirty years old.
They are experienced workers, so we don’t rule out the possibility of division of labor and cooperation.”
Edward nodded.
In fact, if we are serious about the craftsmanship of this kind of makeup box, even in Romandy, where mages are everywhere, we may not see it often - or there may be fine products that are better than this, but they will never be seen in quantity.
There are so many.
The production of magic props is not as simple as pouring in raw materials and then taking out something. The principle of magic is about equal exchange, or using miraculous craftsmanship to shape some simple objects. All that is lost is the energy of the magic network.
But enchanted props consume the magician's own ability to permanently solidify a magic into an item. This kind of permanent magic item requires more than ordinary strength.
This is why in this world of magic, the convenience of magic props can still only be enjoyed by a few people. It is so difficult to train a magician's magic power. Even if they can exchange it for money, not many people are willing to use it.
Dedicate your strength to this meaningless fancy prop.
Coupled with the strength of those armors and weapon manufacturing... If they really have contact with the dwarf blacksmith... No, even just having such productivity is enough, considering its power and several other clues... Exactly.
The connection between Turan really brought him a big surprise unintentionally.
Behind this store, there is a complete industrial chain...
This is really a mouth-watering thing.
"Say Edward, what did you get just now? I think you came here for this thing from the beginning, right?"
Miss Lisa's eyes paused on the two unopened stalls, and then shifted her attention: "It seems like the chess piece golem you got last time? Is there any connection? However,
The way you looked just now was really ugly. Why show off to a small shopkeeper?"
"The purpose...well, you can say that, but in fact, the biggest gain is the shop just now." Edward smiled. He did not mention the Patulan - otherwise the eldest lady might still need it.
Let's see it, but if the scene like last time happens again, it will take a lot of effort to settle it.
"Huh? Taking advantage is not enough, you also want to take over that guy's shop?"
Miss Lisa stared at him for a long time, and then rolled her eyes to show her contempt: "He doesn't look like he wants to sell the store, or are you planning to use that trick to control others again?"
Live? Then why are you talking nonsense to him? If we just do it directly, we won't have to spend money. Thirteen hundred platinum coins are a lot of money."
"Who do you think I am?"
"Of course you are the bandit leader? Oh. No, you are the enchanted bandit! You are also a pervert..."
"...Forget it. I said my eldest lady, have you noticed? His scarf?" Edward couldn't help but glared at her angrily, and then asked an important question to get rid of this eldest lady's nonsense.
"scarf?"
The half-elf shook her head, but she obviously knew that the psychic would not ask a meaningless question for no reason: "It seems to be purple with stripes, wrong..."
"Hey, three diamond-shaped patterns all in purple, the emblem of the purple sect!"
The memory that became clear made the little lady scream in surprise, then reflexively looked back and lowered her voice: "This guy is a member of the mixed-race society? But how come I haven't seen him? Damn it, it's been long ago
Knowing that he is from the Half-Blood Society, I should ask him to pay the cost price! Damn it..."
"Relax a little... You haven't met him, but he must know you. You haven't noticed that the way he looks at you is completely different from the way he looks at other people. Moreover, he will deliberately avoid talking to you...
..." Edward explained:
"Edward, what do you mean? You suspect that he is...?"
Now that he has recognized the other party's identity, Edward, who also has the identity of the elder of the Half-blood Guild, certainly does not need to be reminded. According to the procedure, he just goes up to contact him directly... But now he treats him as if he does not know him... This recognition made the half-elf lady suddenly
She became nervous. But then, she shook her head again:
"That's not the case. Or maybe he is a low-level member of the Purple Clothes Sect who has just recently joined. Maybe he has never met me?"
"Do you think the Purple Clothes Faction would pay so little attention to sending a low-level member to manage such a big deal? If so, congratulations, because the Half-Blood Faction is already incredibly wealthy, and now we don't have to worry about these trivial matters.
.Just throwing money at it can have a big impact, so what do you need me to do? You little fool."
"I'm not a fool! It's also possible that this guy is not the owner of this store at all?" The young lady raised her eyes unconvinced. Although she had already acknowledged the other party's statement in her heart, after thinking about it,
She still found a seemingly flaw to refute.
But without Edward opening his mouth, Dahne had already chuckled and exposed her mercilessly: "Some people have said that breasts are stupid, but in my opinion, your existence is a perfect refutation of this sentence. If he is not
Shop owner, can he make the decision on such a big business by himself? The owner of this shop is too generous. Can an outsider sign a deal directly for thousands of platinum coins? Not to mention half the discount decided by the middle..."
"Shut up, rotten melon!"
"Okay. Think about it, if you are an ordinary store clerk, what should you do to someone who asks for a price?" The sharp voice made people look at him, and Edward had to shake his hand to stop the habitual quarrel between Sister Yu and Loli:
"Do you usually make a detailed introduction in advance and then quote the price? In fact, he does this for armor and the things he sells to me, but when he saw you, he just told you
The price is only three hundred platinum coins."
After a pause, he explained in detail: "Moreover, the discount he gave me later was more than half. It can be seen that he deliberately quoted a high price at the beginning, or he wanted to stop trading with these people.
.But he concealed it well and used discounts to offset the money later, because since this kind of cosmetic box can be mass-produced, then I may get the price paid by others. If any disputes arise due to this, he must be unwilling to do so.
Saw it."
Lisa nodded, then shook her head. She seemed to still have doubts. But she did not question it any more... Instead, little Ryan, who had been silent, spoke up. "But Mr. Edward, you can make a judgment based on this alone."
.That clerk is...a person with good intentions, isn't he a bit arbitrary?"
Edward turned his eyes to him and shook his head slightly:
"Actually, he exposed a lot of flaws, although they were all unintentional... For example, he has a wide range of purchasing channels. From southern snake lizards to dwarf weapons, he claims to be prepared. Especially shops that can make magic weapons should
The background is very tough, but when I asked him if he was familiar with the lord, he said it had nothing to do with it... Judging from the style of the basilisk skin and armor, his previous actions were not bragging, so why did he tell me that he was just running a small business?
Doesn’t it matter?”
"Perhaps it's because he's afraid that you'll contact someone you know and take the opportunity to undercut his price?"
This statement is obviously not that valuable. Even the little noble who said it shook his head... Are there any businessmen on this continent who can have a relationship with the nobles but don't express it themselves? At least he doesn't.
I have seen it before, not to mention that the identity of a mage, even an apprentice, is not necessarily lower than that of a genuine nobleman, so why use this relationship to lower the price? And the other party is eager to get rid of it?
"The main problem is that this store has invested a lot of money, but its business is not booming. I have seen all their goods. They are all magic items, or related things like armor. Such high-end goods are usually small.
The nobles simply couldn't afford to buy it, and judging from the decoration inside, they were mainly engaged in big business. If he didn't know some of the Duke's people, he might have been eliminated a long time ago. You have to remember that a shopping mall is like a battlefield.
You must not fail several times, especially decision-making mistakes.”
"There are also some minor problems. You see, if I were the shop owner, when I saw that I found this thing from the statue just now, I would definitely discuss buying this Patulan back. After all, such a magic prop
It is so rare that the aura alone is scary enough.
Even if the possibility is extremely small, you should try to recover losses. This is the most common quality of a seasoned businessman. It seems that this guy cannot be a novice in this business, but he did not do this. Then either he knows who I am, or he
Subconsciously, I am preparing to end this business as soon as possible."
"But this does not mean that he is a spy of the Half-Blood Society..." Little Ryan secretly looked at the face of the 'Master' who was not much older than him, and only opened his mouth after confirming that he was not angry.
, but the sound is infinitely close to a growl.
So the psychic shook his head - in fact, he really liked the spirit of this little guy, but the preconceived kindness in the other person's way of thinking was really not to his liking: "Yes, nothing is possible.
One hundred percent, so I just need to pay attention to him..." After thinking about it, he decided not to dwell on this issue anymore.
"You are really powerful... Sir Edward. Or maybe only a wise man like you can truly become a qualified lord?" After thinking about it again, little Ryan suddenly sighed.
"Inferior wise men show off their own wisdom, medium wise men gather the wisdom of others, and high wise men discover the wisdom of others. This is the famous saying of the great sage Karen Chi."
"Edward's words are always difficult to understand...forget it, don't worry about that. In short, if Edward makes up his mind, we just listen to him," the half-elf lady said with a generous wave of her hand.
: "Then Master, how should we deal with it next?"
"Wait." Edward replied: "However, I will find a way to monitor them, so it will not hinder us..."
"So that means we can start shopping, right?"
…
Shopping with a girl is indeed a tiring job... for ordinary people, it is no more than a battle.
The market in the rose district of Gushan City is of course different from the one near the city gate. In addition to the scattered vendors, most of the essence is concentrated in the various shops located on both sides of the street. Of course, this kind of shopping street
The scale is not very large. But if you underestimate the number of points girls invest in their shopping talent, you would be totally wrong!
Beautiful cloths and silks, small toys, and all kinds of shoes...especially shoes.
Made of cloth, silk, calfskin, woven from special plants, flat-soled, high-heeled, pointed-toed, round-toed... there are many gadgets that they actually have no use for, but they can't put down.
, spent countless hours bargaining, and finally gave up when prompted. Then they couldn't help but pick it up again. Edward was already bored to death after only going through this process twice. But they were able to repeat it thirty to fifty times without getting tired.
Yes, they... At the beginning, it was just Miss Lisa's one-man show, but gradually, the half-elf girl Sharina became her natural reference. In the end, even Dahne participated in the process.
, and began to enthusiastically try to choose and negotiate the price.
Fortunately, Edward, who has a space bag, does not need to carry those large and small bags behind him. Otherwise, just stopping and going like this will definitely make the waiting time extremely boring and lengthy.
In fact, for a psychic, ordinary people's concealments and tricks are completely meaningless. The thinking tentacles scattered around him allow him to capture almost every subtle thought, especially when people are discussing.
All secrets will come to the surface of thinking due to active thinking.
Unobstructed view.
However, Edward did not participate in it. Most of the time, he was just admiring it all - Edward vaguely remembered a theory, saying that the actual function of this process was to stimulate the women's temporal lobe? Or was it the pituitary gland?
A similar organ... allows the brain to secrete more endorphins, thereby increasing a sense of excitement and comfort - this is a privilege only women have.
Sometimes, romance and waste are equal words. Giving those small vendors a little room to survive is also considered informed, isn't it?
From another perspective, Gushan City has rich heritage and enough excitement, and wandering around such an ancient big city can indeed fascinate anyone who sees it for the first time.
In short, in the midst of these meaningless repetitions, more than two hourglass hours have passed by unknowingly.
Unconsciously, the sun has quietly passed through the sky.
"Hey, Edward, it's almost afternoon, why is there still no movement? Don't tell me that you just wanted to accompany us, but you didn't keep an eye on him carefully? You can't shirk responsibility..."
"My eldest lady, is this level of caution necessary? Moreover, he is not worried about anything. If he just saw your face and panicked because of it, if he showed up and asked, these guys would not
Why do we need to get together again?" Edward smiled, but in his heart he was confirming the value of the other person.
Since this guy has a certain amount of power, it is obviously impossible for him to be unknown in the opponent's organization.
And since he had already paid attention to his opponent, it was certainly impossible for Edward not to leave some means of surveillance.
When the midday sun gradually tilted towards the west, no one else entered the small magic shop. Therefore, the middle-aged man who had been huddled behind the counter seemed to have finally exhausted his last bit of patience. He stood
Get up and close the door of the shop.
Then, the light flickered slightly, and outside the small shop, the original door leaf became a window lattice.
After completing the cover-up work, he stood up and walked out of the store through another small door and began to walk through the small streets behind.
The streets were narrow and long. After going around a few times, the man walked into a particularly dark corner and came to the back of a shop that looked like a blacksmith shop. This messy corner seemed to be used to pile up some acquisitions for preparation.
Where materials are recycled, a fence is filled with junk - broken giant swords, shields with holes, tattered armor with missing arms and legs, and the mess exudes a disgusting smell of rust.
But the man climbed over the low wall without hesitation and got into the almost collapsed wooden shed in the middle.
After a pause, he sprinkled a handful of glittering powder.
The powder slowly melted away like water vapor... Then, a burst of electric light burst out, and the blue-white electric light flickered in this small space, and the original scenery began to be replaced by another illusion.
The man reached out and pressed on an iron door that was revealed behind. There seemed to be several strange handles there. When some of them were torn off, a dark hole opened on the ground.
But he didn't realize that since he entered the corridor, the shadow of the little thing that had been standing like a shadow in the blind corner of his sight had disappeared into the air again with the slight sway of light and shadow.