Half-elf Notebook

Of course, only members who need to sell items will leave their address with William.

"Please try to be respectful when you see Mr. Doyle later, Miss Ina."

He fished out a medal sewn on an exquisite silk ribbon, in gold and silver, with a long sword and a gold star embedded in the sword.

After interrupting the waiter who was about to come forward, William gave a warning and then explained:

"He is an excellent potion mixer, a wizard of a higher rank than I am."

"He is the seller of the sixth-level magic beast. He is also the founder of the mutual aid association with me."

"But he is also an old gentleman who cares about his juniors. As long as we show enough respect, I believe he is willing to make some concessions in the price of the potion transaction."

"Okay, we're here."

As they were talking, William had already led the two of them to the outer corridor, in front of the third room from the beginning.

He reached out to knock on the door.

"William boy? Is anyone interested in my old man's trading items, or do you want to buy them?"

Suddenly appearing in her mind, like the voice of a conversation beside her, Ina couldn't help but tremble all over.

She was very familiar with this feeling.

Because I had a similar experience last night.

After looking around, Ina was able to confirm that the owner of the voice was using the same level of skills as Shu Xi.

——Telepathy.

Compared to Ina, the other two people who were more knowledgeable and experienced were obviously much calmer.

At this time, the door opened.

The light from the corridor illuminates the shadows inside the room, but the strange thing is that the person behind the door is not the owner of the room.

But an empty space.

The three of them walked into the room.

For Ina William, it is nothing compared to the mental telepathy that invades a person's mind and even interferes with spells.

Using mind to control substances is commonplace.

The room is not small overall, about the size of a normal living room.

A double bed is placed at the innermost part, fitting against the inside of the wall, and the only two bay windows provide sufficient light.

Perhaps in order to improve the style, the hotel owner not only pasted the oiled wooden boards to the same height as the ceiling.

A set of sofas and coffee tables were specially placed in the room for meeting guests.

A middle-aged man with white hair, light golden eyes and deep gaze was sitting on a sofa on one side.

With a faint smile, he looked at the three people who entered the room.

"Is this an 'old' gentleman?"

This was Ina's first thought.

"Sorry, I'm used to opening the door this way. Come and sit down. I believe you are more interested in the transaction item itself than the etiquette of meeting."

Without saying anything to the three of them, the middle-aged man spoke in a slightly vicissitudes of life tone.

"Never mind, Mr. Doyle."

William bowed very gentlemanly, while Ina and Alice bowed slightly.

Ina did not forget William's reminder that most of the time a wizard was worthy of her respect.

The three of them sat on the other side opposite the middle-aged man. The reception sofa was long enough so that people didn't feel crowded.

There was a quantity of black tea on the tea table equal to the number of people.

And the tea had already been brewed before they entered the door.

He knew of our arrival when he was outside the door, no, he knew of our arrival when he was at the counter downstairs!

Ina, who had been observing the middle-aged man's movements since she entered the door, thought so.

"This is the buyer who wants to trade the 'Spiritual Overflow' magic potion, Miss Ina West."

William introduced:

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Bender."

Ina, who had seen and written down the middle-aged man's full name in her notes, said so.

At the same time, she also made eye contact with the half-elf for the first time.

In those deep golden eyes that were as calm as the surface of a lake, for a moment Ina could not see a trace of emotion or feeling in them.

It's like facing a mirror, all you see is your own reflection.

"I am also honored. A little fellow who has the strength of a junior high-level magician at the age of fifteen or sixteen."

"I think you will be able to reach the upper limit of your innate magic power as a high-level magician before you are twenty years old. You are really a young man with a terrifying talent."

Doyle stretched out his hand and chuckled:

"And just call me Doyle, or Mr. Doyle."

He knows about me, this should be the first time we meet... Mr. William, have you told other members of the mutual aid group about my situation?

If William was such a person, he wouldn't have to introduce me to Miss Alice, who was closer to him, because she should have known about me long ago...

Ina, who was shaking hands with the other party, was shocked and several thoughts emerged.

Doyle, who was sitting opposite her, didn't seem to want to explain, so Ina had to suppress her curiosity.

As for her own secrets, she didn't care much.

Because how much interest can a wizard have in a high-level magician with no background?

Ina's only worry was that the other party would use this opportunity to raise the price of the transaction item.

If the price of a single bottle increases by more than ten percent from the list price, I will pass on it.

"This is the 'Spiritual Overflow' potion you need."

Doyle wiped the table, and with the faint light of magic, more than a dozen bottles filled with clear, transparent liquid suddenly appeared.

If it weren't for the glass, Ina could still feel the trace amount of magic seeping out.

She thought Doyle had taken out a dozen bottles of water…

At the same time, William confirmed that there was no problem with the potion, nodded to the white-haired girl, and waited for Ina to make a bid.

"Thirty-eight gold coins a bottle, Mr. Doyle, that's the price I want."

Ina immediately said in a deep voice.

This is an absolutely reasonable price.

Two gold coins won't really affect the seller's profits that badly.

According to the selling price of magic scrolls in the association, the market price and the purchase price have a profit of about 20% to 70%.

The processing fee that the producer earns from the purchase price accounts for about 30%.

If magic scrolls were sold as commodities, Doyle, the maker and seller, would have at least 50% of the profit.

The market price of potions is generally lower than that of magic scrolls.

The difficulty of modulation should not be higher than that of making a magic scroll.

But Ina still has reason to believe that there is more than 30% profit in it.

Of course, Ina also left room for the half-elf to raise the price back to the original price, or even to a higher price.

If Doyle wanted to take advantage of her opportunity to make some money, Ina would have no choice but to buy from Shu Xi instead.

Although I don’t know the price or inventory there, the effect there is real.

Doyle was silent for a moment, then said with a smile, with a slightly unexpected tone:

"You are richer than I thought, Miss Ina. I thought we would start with twenty gold coins and make the deal at thirty-four or thirty-five."

"You just gave me a price I couldn't refuse."

This...Yina didn't know how to describe how good she felt for a moment.

Because of worry and over-consideration, she actually forgot the basis of the transaction - testing the other party's bottom line for the deal.