fantasy novels Chapter 53 Purchasing Magic Cores
Chapter 53 Purchasing Magic Cores
Prices in Windrock Town are too high, so House prefers to return to Windchime Town to spend his money.
After spending a day exploring Fengyan Town, enjoying its local delicacies and scenic wonders, and taking care of the remaining belongings of the three people, I earned 2 silver and 12 copper coins.
House embarked on his journey home.
Of course, this time, House took a different approach.
Instead of the shortcut that would only take two days, House chose the same flat route, but a longer one that would take a whole week to traverse.
This road is bustling with people and merchants, and since it is not close to the forest and there are very few monsters around, it can be considered an extremely safe road.
The advantages are obvious, as are the disadvantages.
It took House a full week to finally return to Wind Chime Town.
As the sun sets, the wind chimes hanging on the city walls and eaves sway gently in the evening breeze, their soft tinkling ringing out continuously.
A gentle breeze caressed my cheek, and the cheerful laughter of children drifted from the street corner.
After getting off the carriage, House declined the caravan's small gift and invitation to dinner, and then rushed to the Adventurers' Guild.
He didn't want to wait all night.
The guild only has one magic core in stock, and we can't let someone else get it first.
Hurrying up to the guild hall, House arrived just as Theresa was about to leave work.
Actually, it wouldn't matter if we changed the receptionist, but House prefers to deal with people he knows.
While strengthening relationships, you can also get some recent information about the town.
In contrast to House's anxious demeanor, Miss Theresa remained consistently calm and composed, handling everything with ease.
Perhaps it was because she was about to finish a day's work, or perhaps it was because she had seen a friend she hadn't seen in a long time, but Teresa no longer wore that professional, standard smile.
Instead, there was a very bland laugh.
His tone of voice was as flat as his smile.
"House, it's been a long time."
"Hmm, long time no see, Theresa. Do you still have any magic cores?"
Fearing that the item might be bought by someone else if he was even a step too late, House couldn't wait to ask the question after a brief exchange of pleasantries.
"A magic core?"
Theresa gave House a suspicious look, then turned and went backstage.
A moment later, Theresa returned to the front desk and nodded to House.
Perhaps because the swamp frog is a low-level monster, the quality of the magic core it condenses is too low compared to magic cores of the same level, resulting in few people being willing to buy it as a casting material.
So this magic core, which had been in the guild for more than half a year, finally ended up in House's hands.
Considering the quality of the magic core itself, Theresa kindly offered a reminder to House.
She didn't ask why House suddenly had the money to buy magic cores.
This is not only the professional quality that adventurer receptionists should have, but also the social atmosphere of this continent.
"One giant swamp frog magic core, two portions of soil essence, totaling 1 gold and 60 silver."
As Miss Theresa was speaking, House placed a heavy money bag on the stage.
Then, House took out a gleaming gold coin from between his armor and clothing.
Just as one shouldn't put all their eggs in one basket, House didn't put all his money in one bag either.
He deliberately hid the most precious gold coins in the pocket of his close-fitting clothes, constantly using his body to feel their presence.
Even the most skilled thief cannot steal the gold coins from him silently.
After verifying the amount of money, Theresa led House into the guild's back-end warehouse.
Without waiting long, House successfully obtained the two materials he needed from the old man who guarded the warehouse.
House gazed thoughtfully at the palm-sized, pale blue, yet murky crystal ball in his palm.
"So this is the monster's core."
"Not all monster cores look like this."
An aged voice sounded from beside me.
The old warehouse man, who could read House's thoughts from his face, slowly began to explain the various forms of the monster core to House.
They come in various shapes, including palm-sized circles, fingernail-sized rhombuses, slender strips, and irregular, multifaceted forms...
Some powerful demons even have crystal cores that merge with their hearts; the demon core is the heart, and the heart is the demon core.
The old man in front of him, who appeared to be a professional expert, narrowed his clear eyes and began to ramble on to House.
Out of politeness, House stood quietly to the side, listening attentively.
"...I was fortunate enough to see the magic core of a giant dragon back then. It was big enough to forge a magic core armor."
When the old man mentioned that he had seen the dragon's magic core, House knew that this old man was no ordinary person.
What are dragons?
That creature, once fully grown, possesses strength comparable to the kingdom's strongest adventurer—the kingdom's warrior.
On this continent where spatial pockets exist, those who can witness the dragon's magic core firsthand are either extraordinary individuals or former members of the Adventurers' Guild in the royal capital.
Sure enough, those who can guard the guild warehouse are all extraordinary.
As if confirming House's thoughts, the old man soon began to boast about his past experiences.
He's done odd jobs for warriors, delivered messages for guild leaders, and even caught the queen and minister having an affair...
"cough!"
House coughed lightly, interrupting the old man.
It's not just because House, as an ordinary person, doesn't want to know about things that involve royal privacy and could easily get him into trouble.
Because of this part, the more House listened, the more it felt like a story recorded in the "Kingdom Anecdotes" that circulated in the streets.
Regardless of whether the old man's words were true or false, House saw that it was getting late and that staying any longer would only be a waste of time, so he politely said goodbye to the talkative old man and turned to leave.
But before leaving, the old man called House back.
"Young man, here's a gift for you."
As he spoke, the old man tossed House a small booklet with a few large words displayed on the cover.
Adventurer's General Guide - Kingdom Special Edition
There were a few lines of small print in the corner.
(Supervised by the Adventurers' Guild of the Kingdom of Clement, compiled by the Archives of the Kingdom of Clement, revised in the year 1247 of the Royal Calendar)
Open the homepage.
Foreword:
This guide is exclusively for adventurers of Bronze rank and above and is not for sale to the general public.
table of Contents:
Volume 1: Basic Knowledge for Adventurers...
Volume Two: Monster Details...
Volume 3: Equipment and Supplies Guide...
Volume 4: A Geographical Guide to Continental Adventures...
......
Appendix: Commonly Used Currency and Price Reference in the Kingdom
......
Good guy.
The Adventurer's General Guide - Upgraded Edition!
After quickly glancing through the manual's table of contents, House looked up at the old man again. The old man smiled and said:
"You need a good staff; it will bring you many conveniences."
"And to make a good staff, you need good materials."
"You'll find what you're looking for here at the guild."