Wizard Earl

Chapter 57 Black Market

Connor, hidden beneath his black robe, narrowed his eyes, trying to decipher the meaning behind Vallejo's words.

After a moment's thought, Connor decided he couldn't compromise. He reached out to Vallejo and said grimly, "Give me the thing!"

Seeing that the man in black in front of him was not following the usual pattern and that he was about to break off the negotiation as soon as he tried to bargain, Vallejo felt a sense of unease. He was right. The price of offensive level 1 enchanted items in the black market of Rune had been inflated to 100 gold pounds. However, because alchemists were so rare, enchanted items were still hard to come by. The actual transaction price could be 5% to 30% higher depending on the enchanted item's abilities.

However, although the Shadow Dagger is an offensive enchanted item, its ability—causing wounds that are difficult to heal—is not actually that powerful. Even with the premium, it's only about 5% more expensive! The black-robed man's asking price of 120 gold pounds was 15 gold pounds more than Vallejo's desired price of 105 gold pounds! That's no small sum. Keep in mind that in the North District, an adult worker toils twelve hours a day, with only two days off a month, earning just one gold pound!

Under normal circumstances, a shrewd Vallejo might feel a little regretful about the price difference, but he would have reluctantly given up on the deal!

But things are different now. A very important figure to Vallejo has asked him to get him a magical item, and he needs it urgently! Vallejo is currently troubled by this matter. After all, even on the black market, magical items are rare and hard to come by. They are not usually available on the market, and once they appear, they are quickly bought up. Therefore, Vallejo naturally has no stock of such items.

"Sir, one hundred and ten gold pounds! I believe that even if you took this Shadow Dagger to the black market, no one would offer you a penny more than me!" Clutching the small wooden box containing the Shadow Dagger tightly, Vallejo gritted his teeth and quoted a price five gold pounds more than he had in mind.

Upon hearing Vallejo raise the price, Connor instinctively wanted to shout "Deal!" Although the asking price was 120 gold pounds, Connor actually thought he could sell it for 100 gold pounds. Connor started to think, "That old bastard Vallejo, if he can raise the price by 10 gold pounds, then it's probably not impossible for him to raise it by another 10 gold pounds."

"Give it to me! One hundred and twenty gold pounds, I won't sell it for a penny less!" Connor's hoarse voice carried a hint of coldness. To show his determination, Connor took a step forward.

Although this step was small, only moving forward about fifty centimeters, it was anything but simple for Vallejo! Vallejo interpreted it as a threat; if he didn't return the Shadow Dagger, this incredibly mysterious man in black robes would not hesitate to attack him!

Feeling threatened, Vallejo wasn't afraid. Now that the item was in his hands, he naturally wasn't going to return it to the man in black! So, his current dilemma was whether or not to risk everything for ten gold pounds against this mysterious fellow!

Vallejo quickly found the answer to this question. He took a deep breath, pulled out his wallet from his pocket, took out a total of 120 gold pounds and a business card, placed them on the ground, and then took a few steps back.

"Sir, you've won! Here's the exact amount you asked for: 120 gold pounds. And this is my business card with my contact information. Vallejo looks forward to our next deal!" Although his decision resulted in a loss, Vallejo didn't appear discouraged. His face remained composed, and he still maintained a smile.

Although somewhat surprised by Vallejo's smile, Connor's hands moved quickly. With a flick of his black robe, a gust of wind rose, and the banknotes and business cards placed on the ground naturally fell into Connor's pocket.

"If you have nothing else to say, Vallejo will take his leave!" After being teased by the man in black, Vallejo naturally lost his appetite. Now, all he could think about was how to hand over the Shadow Dagger he had just acquired to that important person so he could report back!

After hesitating for a moment, Connor finally decided to ask a question he had wanted to ask for a long time but never had the chance: "Mr. Vallejo, could you tell me the location of the Rune Black Market?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Connor noticed that Vallejo, who was standing opposite him, was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze. Connor noticed this, but he did not offer any explanation.

What Connor really wanted to ask was about the place where the dark wizards of Rune secretly gathered, but after much hesitation, he didn't ask directly because the question was too sensitive. However, Connor believed that once he found the black market, he would definitely find clues about the wizards there.

"I'm looking for Charles at Old Man Morgan's tavern!" After saying this, Vallejo did not hesitate at all. Holding the small wooden box containing the Shadow Dagger, he turned around and walked straight out of the private room.

Vallejo left, and Connor, who had gotten the money and black market information he wanted, lingered in the private room before quietly slipping away.

Fearing that Vallejo followers might be tailing him, Connor did not return directly to his apartment on Land Street in the East District. Instead, after removing his disguise, he took a public carriage and wandered aimlessly around Loen for a few hours. Only after confirming that no one was following him did Connor return to his apartment with peace of mind.

Lying on the soft bed, counting the gold pounds that still smelled of ink, Connor felt incredibly satisfied!

Damn, alchemists really make money! I worked all night and sold a Shadow Dagger, earning 120 gold pounds – a whopping 30 times the profit! Holy crap, even robbing a bank probably doesn't bring in that much money! Yeah, knowledge truly is wealth; the ancients were right! Thinking of this, Connor couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After his initial excitement, Connor began to ponder his next move. With the 120 gold pounds he had earned from selling the Shadow Dagger, he was now quite well-off and it was time to purchase some raw materials. In the past few days, Connor had also learned several other methods for crafting enchanted items from "Reyes Alchemy," and he was itching to try them out, but he had been hampered by a lack of funds to buy the materials. Now that he had the money, it was time to take action.

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