Goblin Heavy Dependence

Chapter 83 Maintenance
the next day.

Xia Nan looked at the busy street in front of him and sniffed hard.

The warm morning breeze brushed across his cheeks, blowing away the sweet herbal scent on his body.

The wooden sign behind him reads the name of the shop, "Green Herb Crucible".

During the mission, the deformed metacarpal bone (condensed form of the breath of the undead) obtained in the cemetery was just sold by him to Ms. Edwina.

The price of 20 gold coins far exceeded expectations.

According to the shop owner, who has long, smooth curly hair and a gentle personality, the quality of his metacarpal bone is good and the size is above average.

If you consider consignment sales in the store, when you meet a customer in urgent need, the price may be doubled after negotiation.

But since the halfling said when he cut the bone from the skeleton, it was not recommended for him to have too much contact with that kind of people.

Xia Nan followed the advice and sold it directly to the herb shop.

After all, he is a person favored by the goddess of luck and a bard who has traveled the continent for a long time. It won't do any harm to listen to some of his words.

He moved his right hand downward, feeling the bulging purse around his waist.

Xia Nan's eyes were a little dazed, and he was thinking in his heart.

The loot from the graveyard skeleton sold for 20 gold;
The purse I took from Ingram contained a little over 12 gold coins.

Even if you add the bounties of a few goblins along the way (paid by Jeff) and the reduced labor costs at the blacksmith shop.

The monetary profit he made from this mission was only about sixty or seventy gold.

On the surface, the gains seemed to be much less than those from the previous two missions.

But in Xia Nan's opinion, the actual benefits he gained in the past week or so were far greater than before.

Gold coins are only a tiny part of it.

Through an ordinary escort mission, he met Alton, who was suspected to be the "God's Blessed One", and maybe he even had a connection with the goddess of luck [Tamora].

I also explored the map a little bit and stayed in Caranfor near the valley town for a few days.

The most important thing is that he obtained the consumable item [Coin of Destiny] that can perfectly trigger the damage-free effect of [Bronze Bones and Iron Bones], as well as the [Light Bather] expertise.

Xia Nan was not sure about the selling price of magic items in this world, but he knew without a doubt that an epic pink suit like this one was definitely not something he could afford with his wealth of more than a hundred gold coins.

The value of "expertise" that can bring permanent bonuses to the body cannot be simply measured by gold coins.

Although there were some ups and downs in the process, overall, he was very satisfied with the benefits of this mission.

"Well, after dealing with the spoils, the next thing is..."

Xia Nan stood by the road, looked left and right to determine the direction, and then walked towards the east.

You also need to go to the blacksmith shop.

……

……

"What, it's broken again!?"

Barn blew his reddish-brown braid, which was inherited from the dwarven blood in his body, and a look of surprise appeared on his rough face.

"Hey, there was a little accident during the mission."

Xia Nan laughed it off, changed the subject, and handed the broken chain mail in his hand to the other party.

"Thanks to your equipment, I didn't get seriously injured."

Hearing this, an expression of relief suddenly appeared on Barn's face.

He took the chainmail shirt in both hands and looked at the melt marks on its surface.

"Good fellow, you walked right into the fire."

He sighed and looked up at Xia Nan again.

Although the armor was damaged, the person was fine, I felt relieved.

But the frequency of the other party discarding a set of armor every few days, even a well-made medium armor, seemed a bit exaggerated to him. If he had not been confident in the quality of the equipment he forged, he would even suspect that there was something wrong with the quality control of the blacksmith shop.

"You wear one every seven or eight days, so you can save the usual maintenance costs. You can just buy new ones."

Baines studied the chain mail in his hand and joked.

"Isn't this taking care of your business?" Xia Nan smiled and touched his head. "How is it? Can it be fixed?"

Normally, such "battle-hardened" damaged equipment should be sold to the "Hickory Furnace" next door according to the records in the Adventurer's Handbook.

The recycling price of second-hand equipment there is higher.

But after all, I spent 50 gold to buy it, so I still feel a little reluctant.

So I came to "Yan Hammer" to see if it could be repaired. If it could, maybe I could save some money.

As if remembering something, Xia Nan added to Barn in front of him:

"If it really doesn't work, or if it affects the quality of the equipment, forget it."

"I'll buy a new one."

It saves money, but if the armor is repaired, its defensive performance will be far worse than before.

There is no need to save these dozens of gold coins.

In response, Barn just shook his head thoughtfully and placed the chain mail on the desk at the front desk.

"The damage on the surface looks quite serious, but the internal structure is still intact and the overall situation has not been greatly affected."

"Just replace the melted links. The defense strength won't drop much."

"It can be repaired."

Hearing what the other party said, Xia Nan couldn't help but feel relieved, and asked in a tentative tone:

"If I were to repair it, how many gold coins would it cost?"

A brand new set of chain mail shirt only costs 50 gold, and if it costs more than 40 gold to repair it, he might as well just buy a new one.

"It's not much, just a little time and 10 gold will be enough."

As he spoke, Barn's expression suddenly paused for a moment, his eyes looked at Xia Nan in front of the counter, and he said:

"But this time, I won't charge you any money."

"what?"

Xia Nan was stunned, his dark eyes full of confusion.

Barn stretched out his hand and pointed behind him.

There, a semi-finished prosthesis made mainly of dark brown oak, with thin metal embedded in key parts, was lying quietly on the production table.

"Jeff and I are old acquaintances. When I was young, I often drank with him."

"I thought it was just an ordinary convoy mission, but I didn't expect to encounter something like this..."

"I've heard Jeff tell me the details. Without you, he can't come back."

Baines picked up the chain shirt and placed it on the wooden rack at the back.

"This 10 gold is my way of thanking you for letting me find someone I know to drink with when I go to Nyum next time."

"Tsk tsk, retirement is coming soon, I'm so envious."

An old friend whom I have known for many years has managed to get out of this business safely and return to his family.

This sturdy man, who was two sizes bigger than the bear goblin, couldn't help but show a look of emotion on his face.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot."

"The arm shield you customized from me last week has been completed."

"What do you mean, do you want to take it now?"

(End of this chapter)