"This magic device belongs to the latter category. It should be a special product created by a magician more than four hundred years ago by chance. It's unique, and even with the current technology, it's impossible to replicate it. It's no wonder you want me to repair it."
After Gagarin finished analyzing the Magic Device, he carefully inspected the damaged parts. "Huh? It released a large amount of heat in a short period of time and melted most of its structure. Hmm, this kind of power should be a Tier 5 Spell. Wait, that's not right. This isn't a Tier 5 Spell. The energy produced by a Tier 5 Spell's explosion wouldn't be this chaotic. Could it be a combination of low-level spells? This is interesting. A group of Magicians released low-level spells at the same time and mixed them together to create an explosion. Unless it's on a battlefield, this kind of situation is rarely seen. "
"As expected of Master Gagarin. Your deduction is the same as the two Magisters of my family. They did a lot of calculations to reach this conclusion," the young noble praised.
"Everyone has their own specialties." The old Magician took off his glasses and did not claim credit. "This Magic Device is not easy to repair. Most of its structure has been destroyed. Moreover, it was created a long time ago."
The young noble immediately became nervous. "How is it? Even you can't repair it?"
Gagarin raised his head and looked at the young noble meaningfully. "You seem to care a lot about this Magic Device."
In fact, the young noble also realized that he was wrong when he said those words. However, there was no way he could take them back. He could only remain silent.
Gagarin did not intend to continue asking. Instead, he changed the topic back to the Magic Device's repair. "Your luck is not bad. The core structure has been preserved. Based on this foundation, I can try to restore it. I can't guarantee success, but I should have a seventy percent chance of success."
"That's great. Then let's talk about the remuneration … I've heard of your rates. Apart from the materials used in the restoration, you'll also charge half of the magic device's value as a commission."
The young nobleman paused for a moment. "The materials used to make this magic device are very common, and it will only take a dozen or so gold coins to completely repair it. The value of the magic device itself is also very limited. Although, as you said, this is a unique magic device, the value of a functional magic device is also very limited. We have estimated that this magic device is currently worth less than a thousand gold coins in the market, and taking half of that would be five hundred gold coins. Of course, considering the difficulty of repairing it, we are willing to pay you thirteen hundred gold coins this time."
"I didn't expect you to be so calculative." The old magician quietly listened to the end of the conversation and declined to comment. "Then why don't I give you an account as well? Although I don't know which big family you come from, I can see that your family really needs this magitek right now. And I happen to be the only person in this world who can repair this magitek, so I think you should show a bit more sincerity."
"How much do you want?" The young nobleman's heart gave birth to a bad premonition. This old man was much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. Gagarin was more like a businessman than a magician who only cared about experiments and research. The young nobleman only hated himself for not doing his homework before coming here and appearing too eager. This allowed the other party to take the initiative in this negotiation, and now he could only be led by the nose.
The old magician thought for a moment before stretching out three fingers. "I think thirty thousand is a more reasonable number."
The young nobleman's face changed. "Master Gagarin, are you joking? This price is already enough to buy a top-quality magic device, I don't see what's reasonable about it. "
Gagarin revealed a sly smile like a fox. "Is that so? If you think it's outrageous, you can choose not to repair it. I can't force you." The old magician said as he put the half of the compass back into the box, closed the lid, and pushed it back in front of the young nobleman.
The young nobleman was furious. He got up and was about to leave, but Gagarin didn't care at all. He just sat there and didn't stop him. So the young nobleman could only suppress the anger in his heart and sat back in his seat. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Ten thousand. We have shown our sincerity. Now it's your turn."
Gagarin shook his head. "You seem to have misunderstood something. I'm not negotiating with you. Thirty thousand gold coins, I won't do anything less."
The young nobleman sneered. "Master Gagarin, isn't your appetite a bit too big? You're already so old, yet you eat so much, aren't you afraid of choking?"
"The older a person is, the more they cherish every mouthful of rice in their bowl. And I believe that my appetite is nothing compared to what you have to do." The old magician pointed out.
The young nobleman fell into silence again. Gagarin wasn't in a hurry and continued to drink his tea.
After a while, the young nobleman spoke again. "If, I mean if we agree to this price, how long will it take you to repair it?"
"If it's fast, fourteen or fifteen days. If it's slow, twenty-six or seven days. In short, you'll get the result within a month." Gagarin put down the teacup. "And if, and I mean if, you finally decide to let me repair it, then according to the rules, you'll have to pay me half of the deposit in advance. And if I can't repair it in the end, the money won't be refunded. So you should actually be glad that the money is enough. In order to get the remaining fifteen thousand gold coins, I don't want to be too stingy."
"Hmph, you'd better fix this magic device. Otherwise, we'll find a way to make you spit out the fifteen thousand gold coins you ate." The young nobleman snorted coldly and was no longer in the mood to eat. He didn't bring so much cash with him this time, and it was not easy to raise such a large sum of money in a hurry. Moreover, the old fox in front of him was someone who wouldn't release the hawk without seeing the rabbit. In order to let the old fox start working earlier, the young nobleman could only pinch his nose and raise the money.
He got up and paid the bill. When he walked to the door, he deliberately looked at someone not far away. Archmage was flirting with a hot waitress, who giggled from time to time. The young nobleman confirmed that the waitress should not have heard their conversation just now, so he pushed the door open and left with a contemptuous look.
When the young nobleman walked out of the restaurant, Rob took out a silver coin from his pocket and handed it to the waitress. "Thank you this time."
The waitress took the money and asked curiously, "How is it? Have you won the bet with your friend? Do you need me to cooperate with you? Well, I can consider letting you kiss my face. Isn't that safer? Hehe. "
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