I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 74 Buy, buy, buy

He took out his short sword, made a small cut on his fingertip, smeared the blood on the hilt, and maintained it with his mental power. Soon, a line of words appeared before his eyes.

[The war bond will take effect after one hour of maintaining awareness.]

Lost in thought, DuPont passed by one stall after another and soon spotted an item that interested him.

Bodyweight Belt
Grade: Rare

Attribute: Constitution +2
Note: This rough, dented belt made from the skin of an aquatic troll increases your Constitution by 2 points, up to a maximum of 24.

How much does this cost?

The stall owner also covered his face, glanced at him when he asked, and continued to flip through the books in his hands: "800 gold, no bargaining."

DuPont took out his money pouch: "800 gold is fine, but with so much money, could you include a free gift?"

"Oh?" The shopkeeper looked up. "What do you want?"

“This one.” DuPont picked up a dull, broken sphere from the stall. The owner shook his head after looking at it: “No, this is priceless.”

“Fuck priceless.” DuPont scoffed, pointing to the scroll beside him. “How about two first-ring magic scrolls? Or one second-ring one?”

The boss still shook his head. At this moment, DuPont took out a bag of gold coins, then took out the bag of gold coins he had obtained from the Sincere Transaction, and began to collect the gold coins in front of the masked boss.

The clinking of gold coins produced a slightly dull sound, but this sound drew the attention of several shop owners to the stall: such a pleasant sound, who is about to open their shop?

Seeing DuPont's expression, the boss also became restless. At this moment, DuPont put the extra gold coins into an old money bag and casually stuffed them into his spatial bag: "Sigh, if it can't be done, then let's not do it..."

Seeing that DuPont was about to take the money and leave, the boss got anxious, stood up, grabbed DuPont's arm, picked up the round ball, and said with a fawning look in his eyes: "Boss, what are you saying? You just want a gift, right? This is yours for the taking."

"Alright then." DuPont put away the sphere, then handed over the money and the goods, fastening the belt to his waist.

DuPont sold a necklace that only gave him +3 points to Constitution for 4800 gold, and then used the remainder to buy a belt that gave him +2 Constitution. DuPont was in an exceptionally good mood.

Of course, the most powerful aspect of the health pendant is that even if a person is so weak that their constitution is only 6 points, they can still have the powerful ability of 19 points of constitution after wearing it. But for him, it is useless and far less cost-effective than this thing.

The 3000 gold coins that were just sold were all spent immediately, leaving me with only the 430 gold coins from selling the ring and my previous savings. After deducting today's expenses, I still have 441 gold coins left.

I have 17 days left to pay off my debts, which is a relatively safe time. I can pay off the money by copying the documents myself.

The gift he asked his boss to give him wasn't anything particularly good.

[The Broken Clay Golem Core]

If this thing were intact, it would be worth over a hundred gold coins, but the most valuable gem, which is the core of the magic storage, has been damaged, leaving only the rune array that is still relatively intact on the outside.

In this magical world where detection magic and appraisal skills abound, finding a bargain is quite difficult.

However, DuPont, being a civil engineer with golem studies as a mandatory course, actually knows how to repair this core. He also possesses a magical gem, making repairing the existing one much simpler than creating a new one from scratch. Even if he fails, it's still good practice. After finishing these current tasks, he can consider trying to build a clay golem.

Moving forward, there are still many valuable items, such as an intelligence headband that grants +2 intelligence, up to a maximum of 24, but it costs 1000 gold coins. DuPont tried it out and found that it didn't really boost his learning speed or experience gain, but it did boost intelligence and knowledge checks.

It seems there's a significant gap between innate attribute values ​​and the improvement from this kind of magical equipment. The next level still requires adding intelligence, but it's unclear how to improve it after level 20.

DuPont also saw the Agility Gloves, which can instantly boost Agility to 19 simply by wearing them, and cost 3600 gold coins.

The price was fair enough, but the +4 Agility belt next to it cost 4000, which surprised DuPont.

"Can a belt and gloves be the same?" The shopkeeper seemed indifferent and explained impatiently, "Although agility gloves are also useful, most people who really need agility attribute have an agility of around 16, so the price of these gloves is naturally lower."

If I hadn't read the book on agility, buying these gloves would have been a huge improvement, but for now, I can only admire them from afar.

In addition, there was another item that interested DuPont: the War Arcane Wand. This thing was about half a meter long, made of oak, and was inexpensive but had extraordinary effects.

War Arcane Wand
Quality: Rare

Note: When you cast a damaging spell, your spell power will be amplified, increasing spell damage by one.

Price: 800 gold coins
It may not seem powerful, but as long as you use this wand to cast a spell, the damage will be increased by 1. And it's not a full damage increase; the damage of each segment of the spell is increased separately.

For example, the normal damage of a magic missile is 2-5 points, and three missiles are launched, but after using this magic, the damage of each missile will become 3-6.

If the expected damage of the magic missile is 9 points, then the expected damage of this wand becomes 12 points, which is a one-third increase.

It can also be used on segmented spells like Dagger Cloud and Fiery Ray, but it's unclear whether the damage of Fireball is considered an overall increase or just a single point increase.

I'll buy one when I have some spare money later.

And so DuPont arrived at the very end of the shop and finally saw these people from the desert.

The owner here is a woman wearing a veil and a gorgeous robe. Her long brown hair is tied into small braids that fall freely. The edges of her almond-shaped eyes are outlined with malachite powder, and her nose is high and narrow. A ruby ​​nose stud hangs on her left nostril, reflecting a dark light like a drop of blood in the candlelight.

He looks somewhat like a Middle Easterner.

However, it was the people who looked like bodyguards beside her that caught DuPont's attention. They were a monk in a long robe and a man carrying a long sword, and they were drinking. Their Eastern faces and familiar attire made DuPont feel a sense of familiarity.

"Monks and warriors?"

“Yes and no, Harua people.” The speaker spoke in perfect Mandarin; it was the female shopkeeper behind the counter: “To be precise, this is a Drunken Fist monk, and the man next to him is called a swordsman where we come from.”

DuPont's pupils contracted: "A swordsman?"

"Yes, they use some unique sword techniques to win battles, making them much stronger than ordinary warriors. They're somewhat similar to your arcane warriors, a distinctive profession among the people of the Far East." The shopkeeper raised an eyebrow, took a puff from his pipe, and exhaled a small ring of smoke. "What's up, young man? Would you like to spar with them?"

(End of this chapter)