"Everyone has seen before that this is the latest magic sword refined by our Lord Guardian. It can be said that as long as you have enough magic core or magic crystal, then you can make the flames of this sword blazing forever.
Burning, and according to the test of our Dwarf Chamber of Commerce, the compatibility of humans and dark elves with this great sword is as high as 9." The auctioneer dropped another bombshell.
"9! The fit is as high as 9!"
"Let me see!"
"I'll try!"
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Just as the auctioneer's words came to a halt, several people jumped out from various boxes, including humans and dark elves, and they all swarmed towards the big sword in the auctioneer's hand. Our classmate Ryan asked the vice president in confusion.
Chief: "Fitness? What is compatibility?"
"Don't you know? Fit refers to the proficiency between a weapon and its user, which is what we usually call smoothness." The vice president blinked his eyes, looking very surprised, and then looked at Ryan and confirmed
I don't know, the vice president then remembered that the guardian in front of him seemed to be underage, so he explained patiently.
"Is it possible that a weapon is useful but not easy to use?" Ryan asked strangely, a weapon is a weapon, how can it be used even if it is not easy to use.
"This..." The vice-president was speechless for a moment, because the fit is hard to explain and relates to a lot of his experience in alchemy. If he told it, Ryan would think he was showing off. If he didn't tell it, he would think he was showing off.
Ryan didn't understand this, but fortunately a fierce quarrel broke out below.
"The fit is really good. I want to order this big sword."
"Who are you? Our Del family has decided to order this big sword. You must know that I am a ninth-level fire swordsman."
"You guys are so noisy. If you can afford it, you can use the money. Although I am an ordinary person, I have a lot of money and I want to live like a swordsman."
"Our family ranks third among humans. If you want to die, just ask."
"Bah! I am still a dark elf. Let me tell you, my father is the third elder of the Dark Elf Presbyterian Church."
"Third Elder? Even if the First Elder comes, it will be in vain. This is an auction house. Do you still want to rob it?"
Ryan looked up and saw that there was already a commotion down there, but the people making the commotion were both dark elves and humans, and each one of them had clearly displayed their carriages and horses, and they were all announcing their backers, while the auctioneer could only stare from the side.
There were several dwarves and dwarfs around, all looking at these people with envy on their faces, because this sword was really not suitable for dwarves and dwarfs.
"Sir, do you see this?" Sweat was pouring out from the vice president's forehead. Really, these people below cannot afford to offend themselves. If these people secretly cause harm to the dwarf chamber of commerce, then the dwarf chamber of commerce will have to close down immediately.
Because if this offends, it is not offending one person, but several people, and the forces behind these people will definitely be offended as well.
"I do have a way, but how should I describe the reward?" Ryan looked at the vice president in surprise, and then replied with a smile.
The vice president was moved when he heard the previous sentence. However, when Ryan finished speaking, the vice president was stunned and felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood: "You don't treat people like this!"
It's no wonder that the vice president thinks so. The vice president originally wanted to make the reputation of the Dwarf Chamber of Commerce public, but what he didn't expect was that these customers were too enthusiastic. Although the auction is based on strength, it is difficult for the vice president to guarantee it.
Customers who did not buy the goods do not regret the dwarf chamber of commerce, but these days, the dwarf chamber of commerce has tried its best to get some
A powerful big customer has been brought in, and now the only person who can solve this problem is the person who refines this big sword. You must know that the Dwarf Chamber of Commerce is just a business organization. Although it has a strong background, it does not dare to offend such a big sword.
Many people are not. You must know that these people sometimes do not represent themselves alone, but the forces behind them.
"Please help me. After the incident, the Dwarf Chamber of Commerce will naturally know to thank you." The vice president was depressed, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he just gritted his teeth and replied.
"Hehe, that's good, but I would like to ask, Mr. Vice President, how much is this big sword worth?" Ryan nodded and chuckled, and then asked a very strange question.
The vice president didn't understand what Ryan meant by what he said, but seeing that the people below were about to start a fight, he weakly replied: "You can still sell it for 1,000 fine gold coins."
"Well, that's good." Ryan was very excited when he heard the vice president said the price, but he still didn't show it on his face. Instead, he stood up and walked to the front of the box.
"Everyone!" Ryan was standing there, looking at the tense atmosphere below, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and then said to the following.
"It's Master Ryan!"
"Lord Guardian!"
"Sir Ryan!"
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The people below saw it was Ryan and greeted him in a messy manner. Although Ryan was only level 2, when it came to popularity and background, none of these people dared to be careless. Just kidding, the guardian of a city represents a city.
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"The vice president said that this sword is worth 1,000 fine gold coins, so I decided to sell this sword to their chamber of commerce for 1,000 fine gold coins." Ryan looked at the vice president and then at the crowd below.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Sir Ryan, Sir Ryan, you can't harm me!" When the vice president heard Ryan's words, his heart was agitated, and he quickly jumped up and said to Ryan in a begging tone. You must know that the dwarf chamber of commerce is currently auctioning
If the owner is not the owner, then the risks and pressures borne by the Chamber of Commerce will be much smaller. If the owner is the Chamber of Commerce, the consequences will be unbearable for the Vice President.
As soon as Ryan's words came to light, everyone below them stared at the vice president, obviously watching how the vice president made his decision.
"Everyone!......" The vice president looked at the people below and shouted in a hoarse voice, but then he didn't know what to say and looked at Ryan with a grimace, looking extremely aggrieved.
Seeing the Vice-President's appearance, Ryan didn't embarrass the Vice-President anymore, so Ryan continued to speak to everyone: "Because of everyone's enthusiasm, I can tailor-make magic weapons for you, of course.
, I have to produce this material myself………….”
"Lord Guardian, build it for me first. I am from Mu'an City."
"What are you talking about? Lord Guardian didn't say that it would only be built for Mu'an City. Sir Ryan, our family..."
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Before Ryan finished speaking, the people below ran into Ryan's box. Some of the impatient ones even jumped up from downstairs. The last big human man who clung to the big sword saw everyone around him running away.
He quickly threw the big sword into the auctioneer's arms, and then muttered: "Who wants this when there is a tailor-made one?"
When the auctioneer next to him heard this, he was so angry that he didn't die on the spot. He didn't know who snatched the big sword from his hand just now, with a posture of fighting with all his strength to snatch it, but at least the auctioneer still knew these people.
They were all big shots and I couldn't afford to offend him, so I had to curse this guy in my heart for trouble.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Let me first state that we can only refine one weapon a month. Anyone who wants to forge a weapon must first register with Anya. Whoever registers first will be refined first." Ryan was really surrounded.
There was nothing he could do. He saw Anya snickering from the corner of his eye. With a move in his heart, Ryan threw this group of trouble directly towards Anya.
"Lord Guardian, do you really want to refine it in a month?" The scene of the crowd in Ryan's image rushing toward Anya did not appear. Instead, they all stared at Ryan in stunned silence. It took a while before someone answered weakly.
road.
"Of course, I only spent three days on that big sword, but the materials you brought must be rare materials, so it will be much slower." It only took Ryan 2 hours to refine the big sword, but Ryan couldn't tell the truth.
No, and what Ryan said is true, the higher the quality of the material, the longer it will last.
"Wow! Three days."
"It's amazing. The earth magic shield in my hand took me half a year to refine."
"Dear Ms. Anya, please register with me. My name is..." People around were still talking about it, and suddenly they heard someone registering at Anya's side. Then they all suddenly realized it and turned around to take a look.
A dwarf was facing Anya, and Anya was holding an animal skin scroll and writing something. The people surrounding Ryan hurriedly rushed towards Anya.
"Everyone, please register your name first, and then go to my store and explain your requirements in detail. Then I will issue you a list of materials. When you are ready, you can get it from me. As for the reward,
When I've finished refining it and you're satisfied, let's talk about the reward." Ryan shouted when he saw that Anya was too busy, and some people immediately ordered their servants to go back to get the materials.
"Lord Guardian, you are so good!"
"Yes! You know, it's been nearly three years since I asked someone to refine a weapon. There's been no news at all, but I've been given a lot of materials."
"Hey, I'm ranked second. I only have to wait two months to get the magic weapon I dream of. I'm so excited."
"Brother, let's discuss it. You sell me your second position. Hey, don't leave. The price is negotiable. Hey..."
"roll…………!"
"Sir Ryan, look at that big sword..." The vice president almost vomited blood today. Ryan solved the crisis of the Dwarf Chamber of Commerce, but on the contrary, no one cared about the big sword. The vice president
Whenever I think of 1,000 fine gold coins, I will faint.
When Ryan heard the vice president's words, he jumped up and asked loudly: "You still don't want to admit your fault?"
"No...nothing." As soon as the vice president heard Ryan's words, he looked at the other people who were staring at the vice president after hearing what Ryan said. The vice president felt countless murderous eyes and was frightened.
He stammered a timid denial, but his heart was bleeding.
"No, that's fine! Let me tell you, when doing business, you have to pay attention to the issue of integrity, and if I sell you this big sword for 1,000 fine gold coins, you will make a lot of money. Although Mu'an City cannot be sold, what about other cities?
, this number of underdark areas
Among the ten cities, there are many that are bigger than Mu'an City." Ryan patted the vice president's shoulder and said to the vice president earnestly, but seeing the vice president's shaky appearance, Ryan still gave him a
Pointed out a clear way.
When the vice president heard Ryan's words, he wanted to strangle this guy to death, but he knew that was impossible. But when he finally heard Ryan's idea, his eyes lit up and he quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Guardian.
Teaching." Then he jumped downstairs, apparently transporting the sword to another place for auction before the news spread.
Ryan didn't have to wait long. The people around him registered at Anya's side and came to chat with Ryan. When the vice president saw this scene, he was so excited that he invited everyone into a hall and arranged
What was originally a good auction turned into a cocktail party. At the cocktail party, everyone was vying to show their faces in front of Ryan, obviously for their own weapons, and Ryan responded one by one.
"Hey! Is it time to give me the things?" Ryan patted the vice president's shoulder with a tone of begging for debt.
The vice president was not in a very happy mood, but Ryan came to the door. The vice president could only reply in a consultative tone: "We don't have that many fine gold coins in Mu'an City, so can you please delay for a few days?"
"I didn't mean the money from selling the sword. Didn't you just say that I was going to solve the problem? Would you, the dwarf merchant, be grateful?" Ryan pointed at the crowd with the wine glass in his hand, and then explained to the vice president.
The vice-president was stunned for a while, and then asked weakly: "Do you also want reward for this?"
"Isn't this nonsense? I don't want to be paid. Why do I shout so loudly? Don't you plan to..." Ruian glared and was about to get angry.
"Admit it! Why don't you admit it? I'm going to get something right now." The vice-president was driven crazy by Ryan. Dwarfs have always been known for their scheming, but in Ryan's hands, these people have been calculated several times.
The first is to use the relationship network of the Dwarf Chamber of Commerce to make a name for himself.
Secondly, the big sword was sold at a good price, and thirdly, Ryan developed his own network. It can be expected that everyone at this cocktail party had a good impression of Ryan, but it made the vice president go crazy.
What's wrong is that I actually want to take something to thank others, and anyone else would go crazy.