Under the black robe, Connor secretly narrowed his eyes as he tried to figure out the meaning behind Ballejo's words.
After a short while, after some thought, Connor decided that he couldn't compromise. He extended his hand to Ballejo and said gloomily, "Give me the item!"
Seeing that the black-clothed man in front of him wasn't going according to his plan and that the negotiation would collapse if he bargained, Ballejo felt troubled. What he said was right. The price of a level one offensive magic artifact in Loen's black market had been raised to a hundred gold pounds. However, due to the scarcity of alchemists, a magic artifact was still hard to come by. The actual transaction price would increase by 5% to 30% depending on the ability of the magic artifact.
However, although the shadow dagger was an offensive magic artifact, its ability to cause wounds that were difficult to heal wasn't very powerful. The premium was at most 5%! The price that the black-clothed man wanted was 120 gold pounds. It was 15 gold pounds more than the price that Ballejo had in mind which was 105 gold pounds! This wasn't a small number. After all, an adult worker in the North District would only earn a salary of one gold pound after working twelve hours a day and only taking two days off a month!
Under normal circumstances, the shrewd Ballejo might find it a pity with such a huge difference in price, but he would still reluctantly part with it!
However, it was different now. An important figure to Ballejo had requested Ballejo to obtain a magic artifact for him, and it was an urgent request! Ballejo was currently vexed over this matter. After all, even in the black market, a magic artifact was something that could only be encountered by chance and not sought after. Usually, it wouldn't be available on the market, and once it appeared, it would be quickly bought by others. Therefore, Ballejo naturally didn't have a stockpile of such items.
"Your Excellency, 110 gold pounds. I believe that even if Your Excellency were to sell this shadow dagger on the black market, no one would be able to pay a penny more than me!" Tightly hugging the small wooden box containing the shadow dagger, Vallejo clenched his teeth and said a price that was five pounds higher than the price he had in mind.
Hearing Vallejo raise the price, Connor subconsciously wanted to shout 'deal'. Although the price was 120 gold pounds, in fact, Connor felt that he could sell it for 100 gold pounds. Connor calculated in his mind. Since Vallejo could raise the price by 10 gold pounds, it shouldn't be impossible for him to raise it by another 10 gold pounds, right?
"Give it to me! One hundred and twenty gold pounds, I won't sell it for anything less! " Connor's hoarse voice carried a trace of coldness. In order to show his determination, Connor took a step forward.
Although this step wasn't big, it was only about 50 centimeters forward, but in Vallejo's heart, it wasn't simple at all! Vallejo interpreted it as a threat. As long as he didn't return the Shadow Dagger to him, this mysterious black-robed man would attack him without hesitation!
Despite feeling threatened, Vallejo wasn't afraid. Since the dagger was in his hands, he naturally wasn't prepared to return it to this black-robed man! Therefore, the question he was facing now was whether he should risk it all with this mysterious man for 10 gold pounds!
Vallejo quickly came up with an answer to this question. He took a deep breath and fished out his wallet. He fished out a total of 120 guineas and a name card before placing them on the ground. Then, he took a few steps back.
"Sire, you win! This is the money you asked for. 120 gold pounds, not a single cent less. As for this business card, it contains my contact information. Vallejo is looking forward to our next transaction! " Although his decision caused him to lose money, Vallejo didn't appear dispirited. He maintained a calm expression and maintained a smile on his face.
Although Connor was astonished by Vallejo's smile, his hands didn't slow down. With a shake of his black robe, a gust of wind rose and the money and business card on the ground naturally fell into Connor's pocket.
"If sire doesn't have any other matters, Vallejo will take his leave!" After being messed with by the black-robed man, Vallejo naturally lost interest in eating. Now, his mind was filled with thoughts of how to hand over the Shadow Dagger he just obtained to that important figure!
After hesitating for a moment, Connor finally decided to ask a question that he had wanted to ask for a long time, but didn't have the chance to. "Mister Vallejo, can you tell me the location of the Loen black market?"
As soon as his voice fell, Connor noticed that Vallejo, who was standing opposite him, was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze. Although he noticed this, Connor didn't have any intention of explaining.
In fact, what Connor really wanted to ask was the location where the Loen black Magi secretly gathered. However, after much hesitation, Connor didn't directly ask this question because it was too sensitive. However, Connor believed that as long as he found the black market, he would definitely find clues regarding the Magi there.
"Find Charles at Papa Morgan's tavern!" After saying this, Vallejo didn't hesitate as he hugged the small wooden box containing the Shadow Dagger and walked out of the private room.
After Vallejo left, Connor, who had obtained the money and the information about the black market, stayed in the private room for a while before slipping away.
As he was worried that Vallejo would send a 'tail' to follow him, Connor didn't directly return to his apartment at East Borough's Lander Street. Instead, after removing his disguise, he sat on a public carriage and wandered aimlessly around Loen. After making sure that no one was following him, Connor returned to his apartment with a peace of mind.
Lying on the soft bed, Connor counted the gold pounds that emitted the unique ink smell of banknotes. He was extremely satisfied!
Damn, being an alchemist is really profitable. After working hard for an entire night, I only managed to sell a Shadow Dagger and earned 120 gold pounds. That's thirty times the profit! Goddammit, even robbing a bank wouldn't be as profitable as this! Yes, knowledge is wealth indeed. The ancients were truly not me! Thinking of how pleased he was, Connor couldn't help but laugh.
After feeling happy, Connor couldn't help but think about what he should do next. With the 120 gold pounds that he obtained from selling the Shadow Dagger, he was now extremely well-off. It was time for him to purchase some raw materials. In the past few days, Connor had also learned how to refine a few other magic artifacts from 'Reyes Alchemy'. His heart was itching to try, but he didn't have the money to purchase the raw materials. Now that he had the money, it was naturally time for him to take action.
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