Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 335 Holy Light Priestess

When Wayne entered, the bookstore owner did not display any humble or obsequious attitude.

As a mage, even just a mage apprentice, one would receive much respect from nobles in terms of social status. Most nobles couldn't even afford to hire a mage to work for them.

The title of "magic master" is well-deserved.

The old man first carefully examined Wayne, then spoke very politely:

"Sir, I don't know you. It seems you are a new guest."

"My name is Murray, you can call me Old Murray, welcome to my bookstore."

Wayne was slightly taken aback. The bookstore was called Klein Bookstore, but the owner was called Murray. That was a bit strange.

However, he didn't take these minor matters to heart. After walking a few steps to the counter, Wayne lowered his voice and answered politely:

"Hello, boss. As far as I know, your bookstore is the largest in Stormwind, so I want to come here to buy some books that I need. The quantity is quite large. I wonder if you have any in stock?"

The old monk frowned slightly and said:

"My esteemed guest, please do not doubt the strength of our bookstore. This bookstore was inherited from my grandfather, a high-ranking mage who graduated from Dalaran. He has a rich collection, and our family has a stable supply channel in Dalaran."

"As long as the book you need is famous enough and the author is willing to sell it, we can find a way to help you find it."

Wayne chuckled inwardly upon hearing this. It seemed the old man had a lot of confidence in him; perhaps Klein was his grandfather's name.

So, after thinking for a moment, without paying attention to the stares of the people around him, he took out a bag of gold coins—about two hundred Azerothian gold coins—from his spatial bracelet, placed it on the table, and then said:

"Boss, a noble friend of mine wants to build a family library and needs to purchase a large number of books to store in it."

"This is a deposit. Could you please provide me with a complete reading list, preferably covering astronomy, geography, history, literature, and all kinds of knowledge, as long as it is useful knowledge recognized by scholars?"

"I will discuss the specific price with you again in two days. You need to provide a complete list of books and corresponding prices. The more comprehensive the range of books, the better. The price ceiling is approximately 10,000 gold coins."

"Of course, you're just one of the suppliers in this deal; I've also contacted several other bookstores in the city."

"In the end, who gets this order depends on the price you offer and the book list you provide; which one satisfies me."

The old mage, Murray, was stunned by what he heard, and his mind went blank for a moment.

An order of around 10,000 gold coins—such a large sum—is equivalent to several years' worth of revenue for his bookstore.

Although gold coins in Azeroth have considerable purchasing power, in this era, gnome inventors have invented the printing press. Advances in printing technology have made books no longer as unattainable as handwritten copies were in the past.

The price of an ordinary book is roughly between twenty silver coins and one gold coin, and an order of ten thousand gold coins is enough to buy tens of thousands of books.

The old mage swallowed hard, his expression shifting from indifferent to slightly obsequious, looking at Wayne as if he were a god of wealth.

It's true that mages are rich, but to improve their strength, mages need many times more money than other professions. A single experiment can easily burn through dozens or even hundreds of gold coins. A large part of the reason why many mage apprentices are unable to advance is because they lack money.

"Yes, sir, I will try my best to meet your request."

"Please rest assured, our Klein Bookstore is the most reputable bookstore in Stormwind City. In the entire Stormwind Kingdom, we are probably the only ones who can meet your requirements to the greatest extent possible."

"By the way, may I ask your name?"

Wayne was used to old Murray's change in attitude; he had seen too many situations like this since achieving financial freedom.

Of the millions of people in the world, those who are not swayed by money are one in a million.

"Just call me Wayne, Mr. Murray."

"I rarely come to Stormwind, and this is the first time I've bought books here."

"But as you can see, I'm not the kind of person who nitpicks. As long as your service satisfies me, we might have the opportunity to continue working together in the future."

Upon hearing this news, the old master became even more excited. To be honest, compared to other highly profitable industries, opening a bookstore was not particularly lucrative. If it weren't for his lack of social skills and the fact that this was an old shop left by his grandfather, Old Murray wouldn't have stayed in this business.

"Okay, sir."

"Please rest assured, I, Old Murray, am a straightforward person, and I have many connections in Dalaran. I can get you secret books that you absolutely cannot find in other bookstores. Even spellbooks, I have ways to buy them."

Perhaps because he had never encountered such a big deal before, Old Murray seemed quite delighted, drawing frequent glances from his other regular customers who were buying books in his shop, all seemingly curious about what had happened.

The young lady who was a priestess of the Holy Light possessed physical abilities beyond those of ordinary people. In addition, since Old Murray and Wayne did not conceal their voices, the young lady, who heard the entire conversation, couldn't help but look at Wayne with surprise and curiosity.

She was clearly surprised, never expecting to run into the legendary tycoon who spends a fortune in the bookstore.

………………

Having just left Klein's Bookstore, Wayne was about to wander around Stormwind City, looking for a place where he could get pet badges.

After walking only a dozen meters, a beautiful and melodious voice suddenly came from behind.

"Excuse me, sir, could you please wait a moment?"

"I have something I'd like to talk to you about."

Wayne turned around upon hearing this and saw that the person who had called him was the pastor from the bookstore.

This is a tall, beautiful woman with radiant blonde hair. She is not very old, probably just over twenty. The slightly thin priest's robe she wears outlines a soft, feminine curve.

"May I ask what's the matter, madam pastor?"

The female priest walked up to Wayne, first making a gesture resembling a blessing of holy light, before speaking:

"May the Holy Light bless you, sir."

"My name is Paltris, and I am a priest at the Cathedral of Holy Light."

"Just now in the bookstore, I overheard you saying you wanted to buy a lot of books."

That's why I'm bothering you; I want to discuss something with you.

(End of this chapter)