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Chapter 152

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The white pigeon flapped its wings and flew up. It swooped down and swallowed the two magic crystals that were a quarter of its size. It then returned to the branch and flapped its wings again. Another white fruit appeared on the branch and flew to Angele.

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Five days later, in the early morning, a small gray carriage blended in with the traffic leaving the city, heading towards Marua Harbor.

He looked at the records on the parchment for a long time. Almost 90% of the magic artifacts came from the Six Ring High Tower. There were different types of enchanted items, and they were of different levels.

The man had a bitter smile on his face. "Master, you know how valuable enchanted items are to us. As mortals, the only way to obtain enchanted items is to trade with wizards. The ring you mentioned is a broken one. Dice is a 3-star assassin, so he can only have an enchanted item of this level. If you want the details, you'll have to wait for a few more days … "

Angele sat down by the counter and picked up the glass. He sniffed the wine and took a sip. Blue light flashed in front of his eyes.

'Agility Burst Ring (broken). Quantity: 1. Exchange item: 2.1 tons of gold, 45 high-level slaves, 3 Saro Flowers, sapphires … Trading date: January 19, 1531. '

Angele was excited. He knew there was something wrong with the ring. It was definitely not a simple Agility Burst Ring. The feeling of being able to stop everything was probably related to the concept gear. It could even stop a knight's movement and kill him without him being able to fight back. The power of the ring was unbelievable.

The man led Angele to a small door on the side of the counter.

Angele had always wanted to create enchanted items, but he did not have the knowledge to do so. He could only create enchanted items from natural materials, such as the Glowing Heart.

The seaside in the outskirts of Marua.

Angele looked at the record.

The man had a respectful expression on his face as soon as he entered the room. He closed the door behind him.

"Of course. Do you want to take a look at the list? I'm sure you'll be satisfied, "the man said. "I'm the person in charge of this branch. I've been waiting for you for more than ten days. Everything is …"

The lightning rune technique he exchanged with Benedict was only an enchantment spell. The effect could only last for a certain period of time, and it also consumed spiritual power and magic power to release it. Moreover, the lightning runes that he had felt were quite powerful back then were somewhat useless now.

"I believe you have a compensation plan?" he asked directly.

The goatskin parchment was filled with the transaction records and sources of the magic items.

A pub called Flinburne's.

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"It doesn't matter. Money is not a problem."

At the bottom of a black stone cliff, a small, grayish-brown wooden house sat quietly.

Angele held the book in his hand and read it quickly. Finally, he found a record.

He swept his gaze across the entire tavern, picked up the wine glass, and drained it in one gulp without batting an eyelid. Then, he gently placed it on the table.

Three years later …

A few months later, he returned to Marua Harbor, but he did not inform anyone. Instead, he found a place along the desolate coastline, hired someone to build a small wooden hut, and moved in. They would wait outside the city for the next arrival of the Prospect.

A sourness mixed with a faint fragrance and sweetness flowed into his mouth.

"Then please come with me." The burly man shrugged. "Sally! Come with me. "He yelled at a beautiful woman who was serving a cup of wine.

Two magic stones fell into the middle of the lake.

There were many reasons for this. One of them was the meditation technique. Wizards needed another advanced meditation technique. Also, Angele suspected that the Willpower Rune meditation technique from Ramsoda College was incomplete.

The bright sunlight shined on the beach, creating a golden glow. Waves of seawater washed up the beach and quickly receded.

* PA *

Angele caught it with his bare hands.

Beautiful young men and women in revealing outfits were walking around the tables. Laughter, bragging, and cursing could be heard incessantly. The entire tavern was noisy.

"I'll come back in four days." Angele stood up.

There was a long list of densely packed exchange materials on it. The value of this ring was indeed too high for mortals.

Angele sat in the carriage with a yellow goatskin in hand. He was reading it quietly.

"Master Angele, we know why you're here. I'm sorry, we were just following orders from Dice. "He lowered his head and spoke politely.

"Alright, the deal is done. Just pretend I never came here." He smiled and walked to the entrance of the canyon.

"Here's your Coren Fruit Wine!" A muscular man with a flattop haircut spoke in a light tone. He picked up a white cloth from the table and wiped the wine off his hands. There was a ferocious black bull's head tattooed on his right arm. Sitting behind the bar counter, he was like a small mountain, extremely oppressive.

High-grade Magic Tools could even achieve an instantaneous and automatic effect. Carrying it on one's body for a long time was equivalent to having an innate spell. Most of the enchanted items were sold by light wizards.

Angele found a chair and sat down.

According to his estimation, Angele's mentality would reach 40 when he reached the Liquid stage. If he could maintain this speed, he would be able to break through in about ten years. However, the problem was that even if the side effect of the potion was gone, the growth rate was still slowing down. Although it was much faster than before, according to Zero's statistics, the growth rate was still slowing down.

Large and small glass bottles and jars were placed everywhere. Inside the glass containers, there were green and blue liquids and powders. There were also white skeletons and colorful plants on the table. The whole wooden hut was in a mess.

'Making enchanted items is classified as advanced information in the school. I didn't sign the contract, so I can't learn it. This light wizard organization produced so many enchanted items, it's obvious that they are very advanced in this field. He could also find an organization there to sign an agreement and gather more knowledge. I can't return to Lennon City in Ramsoda right now. '

"How many days?" Angele asked.

The carriage did not stop at all. Angele hired a coachman this time, so he did not have to worry about the rest of the journey.

* BAM *

Behind the door was a small room with dim yellow light. There were several colorful oil paintings hanging on the wall. It was quiet inside.

"Alright." The girl nodded in his direction, passed the wine tray to the others, and walked towards them.

Angele entered the city and headed to the location Omicade told him. It was the branch of the assassin organization, the Dark Emblem.

Langen was just an ordinary, bustling little town. It didn't even have walls. There was only a gray fortress built in the dense forest outside of the city, guarded by soldiers. The lord of this place was a knight named Terras. He was a relatively famous civilian knight lord in the Andes Alliance, but this fame might also be due to his knightly beliefs.

Angele thought for a while and took out two high-quality magic stones. He threw them into the air.

Behind the counter, the muscular man with a bull's head looked at Angele.

He turned around and glanced at the interior of the house.

Behind the wooden hut was a large forest and in front of it was a yellow beach.

"Give me the information about Dice," Angele interrupted. "I heard that your organization gets enchanted items from time to time, right? I really liked that thing from Deus back then. I need to know where you got it. "

A glass filled with light yellow amber liquor was placed heavily on the bar counter. Some of the wine splashed out of the glass, and the aroma of the fruit permeated the air.

Angele stood by the window of the wooden hut and watched the waves hit the beach. The sound of the water was loud.

Only when the sun gradually turned red did he straighten his body and withdraw his hands.

"Nice taste. It would be perfect if there was a way to remove the astringent taste," Angele commented as he put down the glass.

He was also waiting for the compensation from the Dark Emblem to arrive. He needed to purify his mentality. His mentality was stagnant at the moment.

'Deal from: Wizard Beimf (Six Ring High Tower).'

This Magus organisation lived up to its name of being the strongest light Magus organisation in the vicinity. Angele had heard that most of the light Magi were not good at fighting. They were more inclined towards different fields and techniques, and when they were in danger, they would rely on low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and even higher-grade magic equipment!

Angele had a plan in his mind. According to the books, one had to accumulate a lot of basic knowledge to craft enchanted items and it would consume a lot of resources. However, an enchanted item would be a great help to him. It would be a great help to him in battles.

Angele was sitting by the counter, wearing a tight brown leather armor suit. There was a metal bow and quiver on his back, and he was releasing a strong energy wave. It seemed like he was a typical mercenary archer.

He was wearing a gray robe and was staring at the window for a while with his hands on the wooden table.

A dispirited gray-robed wandering poet sat by the window of the tavern, playing a wood-colored cell-like instrument by himself. The music that could be considered pleasant to the ear made the surroundings even noisier.

The light in the tavern was dim. There were more than ten brown wooden tables and there were some customers sitting by them.

"It's been three years …" Angele sighed. "I've been staying here for three years. I've been analyzing the materials and extracting the hallucinogenic components. I've used them on myself to purify my mentality. Now, the aftereffects are more or less gone. "

"It'll cost me a lot of money to order the wine from the owner."

* * *

"The wine is good. Is the owner here? I want to order some fruit wine from him, "Angele questioned in a light tone.

Angele had been meditating for a long time during the past three years. However, his progress was slow. His mentality was still around 23, and it was increasing by 1 point every year. This was the result of the acceleration after the aftereffects of the drug were gradually removed.

"The Six Ring High Tower again." Angele's brow furrowed. "I didn't expect to find the enchanted items from Ramsoda University there."

There was a bald man with a knife, a bearded man with silver rings piercing through his nose and mouth, a mercenary with a dark red stench of blood on his body, a drunkard who reeked of alcohol, and so on.

"You know what you're looking for." The man raised his thumb and smiled.

This was one of the reasons why Angele came here.

Angele left the Knight's Faith Canyon and entered the Blue Root City.

"At least four days."

It was one of the most valuable items that the Dark Emblem wanted to compensate Angele for the loss of the enchanted items.

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