"The convener of the party, 'Giant' Ozil, was a well-known pirate in the past, and is now the behind-the-scenes owner of the Fragrant Leaf Bar." Danitz turned his body slightly and lowered his voice to introduce to Klein.

He had already said it in the morning, but he was afraid that Gehrman Sparrow could not get on the number and would blame himself afterwards.

It's really a sad thing for a secret to be grasped... Danis sighed in his heart.

Klein nodded invisibly, and quietly watched other people's transactions.

Potion formulas such as "Warrior", "Sailor", and "Secret Peer" appeared here, but no one bought them, and the expectant sellers were disappointed again and again.

Danitz glanced at Gehrman Sparrow's expressionless face, leaned closer, and introduced in a low voice: "There is no notary at this party, no powerful fortune-teller, and the authenticity of the potion formula cannot be guaranteed. It�s too easy to counterfeit, and even if someone recognizes the recipe as counterfeit, there�s no way to penalize the seller because he, too, could be a victim.�

I know... This is one of the reasons why potion formulas cannot be widely spread... Klein put down his crossed right leg, leaned forward slightly, and said in a moderate voice: "I need the remnant spirituality of the ancient wraith. "

He didn't mention auxiliary materials such as the eyes of the six-winged gargoyle and the spring water from the golden spring of Sonia, because he was worried that others would guess that he was a "faceless man" and was about to be promoted to a "master of secret puppet".

��When he was in Tingen City, Klein relied on the matching of auxiliary materials to accurately suspect that Daxter Guderian was a quasi-"spectator", thus figuring out his identity as a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society.

It is impossible to deduce more from the residual spirituality of the ancient wraith alone, because many rituals in the realm of the dead will be used.

Although Klein didn't put on a disguise, he still had the caution he should have.

The room was quiet for two seconds, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "How much do you need?"

really have? Klein controlled his expression, not letting his joy show.

He looked sideways at the speaker and found that it was a man in his thirties with obvious local ancestry.

The other party's complexion is bronze, but there is a kind of dullness caused by long-term malnutrition or lack of sunlight. His face is thin, his cheekbones are protruding, his eyes are sunken, and there are more white than black.

"A small bottle." Klein took out a small metal bottle as an example.

The thin and gloomy man was silent for a while and said, "500 pounds."

It's reasonable... Klein wanted to bargain, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Danitz sitting next to him.

I am Gehrman Sparrow, a cold and crazy adventurer... Klein repeated this sentence three times in his heart, took a breath quietly, nodded calmly and said, "Okay."

He took out the thick stack of cash he had prepared in advance, and counted out a huge sum of 500 pounds.

The man with frighteningly white eyes took out a glass test tube from his pocket, threw it casually, and threw it at Klein: "After one year, the spirituality will be completely lost."

He is not afraid that the other party will not be able to catch it, because even if it breaks, it will not affect the material itself, it is just a matter of changing the container.

Klein raised his right hand and accurately grasped the glass test tube. He saw phosphorescent dots floating inside, and when they touched the inner wall of the glass, they would expand strangely and turn into a face with blurred facial features. Open your mouth and scream silently.

It's true... Klein nodded secretly, handed over the thick 500 pounds in cash to the waiter who approached, and he passed it on to the seller.

Deals continued, mostly aborted and a few successful.

Towards the end, the party caller, "Giant Man" Ozil smiled and said, "I have a request."

As he spoke, he took out a photo from the inner pocket of his clothes: "The reward for finding the person above is 1,000 pounds, or the equivalent of common Extraordinary materials. Remember, you can't hurt her."

1000 pounds? This can drive most adventurers crazy... I don't know who they are looking for, but they are paid such a high reward... Klein was not surprised to see that everyone present expressed their willingness to give it a try.

The photos began to be passed in a counterclockwise order, and arrived in Klein's hands a few minutes later.

He glanced at it casually, and a little surprise suddenly appeared in his heart. JrNovels.com