Black Hearted Mage

Chapter 224 Selling Stolen Goods

After looting the castle of Delta, Caesars headed north contentedly, his destination being the towering, extremely steep Cold Wind Mountains. During this journey, he also planned to visit the Duchess's tomb.

Following Caesars was a plump puppy. The puppy's short fur felt very smooth, like silky satin, but surprisingly, the puppy was able to move freely among the thorny vines without leaving even a tiny scratch on its fat body.

Time passed quickly, and just after noon, the greedy puppy felt hungry again. It circled around Caesars tightly, whimpering as if expressing its hunger and desire.

"Dead dog, what do you want to eat?" Faced with the puppy who kept acting coquettishly and cutely, Caesars asked helplessly.

Hearing Caesars' question, the puppy quickly stretched out its short and powerful front paws and drew a circle on the hard sandstone ground.

Seeing the circle, Caesars understood instantly: "Oh, so you want an omelet! Now the question is, do you want an omelet made with salamander eggs or fire salamander eggs?"

At this moment, the puppy, who had been quietly waiting for an answer, seemed to understand what Caesars said and clapped its front paws vigorously. Without a doubt, it had chosen the salamander's eggs.

After getting the answer, Caesars retrieved all the ingredients for the omelet from his space ring, along with charcoal for the fire and a heavy iron wok. However, just as Caesars was about to begin cooking, the puppy nearby made a surprising move—it pulled out a large, comfortable sofa and laboriously pushed it over to Caesars' side. Immediately afterwards, the clever pup repeated the same trick, producing another sofa. Then, without hesitation, it leaped onto it, poised and steady, awaiting the feast that was about to begin.

While Caesars was busy making omelets, the spy chief also walked from the entrance of the underground corridor by the sea to the living room of Delta Castle.

"Carlos, this place has been looted by bandits too! I wanted to see how the magic door was opened, but the giant magic steel door was gone. The priest's tomb was smashed to pieces, leaving nothing but a few bones. The Delta Castle was once a good place, but all the seats and benches were taken away, and even the castle gate was torn down. Caesars was really ruthless, there's nothing left!"

Old Quinn looked at the empty castle and said with some complaint.

"Quinn, you forgot to mention two places. The food in the cellar has been taken away, and the bronze sculptures in the castle garden are gone!" The spy chief added helplessly.

"That guy must be crazy because he's poor. The bronze statue is worth only a few gold coins!"

Old Quinn had seen it all this time. A great magician would not let go of anything worth even a few gold coins.

At dusk, Caesars walked along the Frostwind Mountains and arrived at the Duchess's mausoleum. Old Ethan had already told him that he could not enter the mausoleum. The surrounding protective magic circle was already of the highest level, and any magician who entered would be dead.

When the puppy looked at the Duchess's mausoleum, it trembled and lay on the ground, which was seen by Kesasmin.

"You idiot, are you afraid of the protective array?"

The puppy whined and shook its head.

"Are you afraid of statues?"

The puppy whimpered and put its head to the ground, not even daring to look at the statue.

"That's Master Caesar's ancestor, the great lord of the Abyss of Destruction—Raven Rodriguez Shadow!"

As Caesars spoke loudly, he quickly stretched out his hands and tightly grasped the plump puppy. He took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body instantly surged. A pair of dark elemental wings suddenly unfolded behind him. With a gust of wind whistling past, he rushed into the blue sky like an arrow from a bow.

As he soared through the air, Caesars cast a sharp gaze westward. He knew that not much further in that direction would reveal the fast-flowing Coldwater River. If he chose to skirt the river, the distance would increase by over twenty miles. Flying would consume some magic power, but it was much faster than walking.

The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight fell on the bustling city of Huofeng City, several rather peculiar stalls suddenly appeared on the wide square in the city.

Under a sturdy, tall, and lush flame maple tree, people were surprised to find a fat, dark red dog lazily lying on a comfortable sofa. What was even more surprising was that this fat dog actually started a business - it was selling a variety of exquisite flame maple furniture.

Another stall nearby also attracted the curious gazes of many passersby. It turned out to be guarded by three fearsome golden-eyed black snakes. Coiled together, they protected the dazzling array of goods on display: dazzling gold, exquisitely crafted porcelain, gleaming silver, a wide variety of pots, pans, and exquisite tableware—literally, everything you could possibly want.

Between the two strange stalls was Kaesus's. Compared to the other two, the items here were even more unique and precious. In Kaesus's stall, neatly arranged pieces of demon steel were displayed; several lifelike, beautifully carved bronze statues were also displayed; there were also many beautifully bound books containing endless knowledge, paintings, and even the magnificent clothing worn by the nobility.

The spy chief, wearing black leather armor, came hurriedly in a carriage.

"Kaisas, magic steel is the empire's war reserve material and cannot be sold here!"

"Lord Carlos, if you want to buy magic steel, take it. If you don't, I'll put it away first. Don't scare me with war resources. There are many people selling magic steel swords in the square!"

Caesars glanced at the spy chief and said with some dissatisfaction.

"You have too much magic steel here!"

"Master Carlos, this is not my fault. The door to the underground corridor is too big!"

"Kaesas, where are the things in the magic pool?" Old Quinn asked anxiously.

"The elders of the Crater took it away. Old Quinn, that thing is too hot to handle. No matter who has it, the elders will take it back personally. He's not as easy to talk to as I am. He will definitely take action directly!"

After hearing what Caesars said, Old Quinn was like a deflated ball and no longer had the interest to ask further questions.

"Kaisas, the Roland Empire is buying magic steel at market price!"

The spy chief knew that if he did not purchase Caesar's magic steel, he would most likely sell it somewhere else. Magic steel was an important strategic resource, and by then it would be out of the control of the Roland Empire.

"Master Carlos, thank you very much. Please find someone to weigh it quickly. The magic steel should weigh hundreds of thousands of pounds!"

Seeing the spy chief nod, Old Quinn took out the communication stone and said a few words.

Ten minutes later, a dozen large carts pulled by four horses arrived, accompanied by a group of armored city guards. They began weighing the fragments of magic steel, while Old Quinn sat nearby, recording the weights. Even if the Roland Empire purchased the magic steel and stored it in its warehouse, it wouldn't allow anyone else to buy it.

An hour later, the city guards were exhausted, gasping for air with their mouths open. The magic steel had been weighed, and Old Quinn's forehead throbbed at the number. It would take two boxes of magic crystals to buy all the magic steel.

"Caesars, these flame maple furniture, gold and silver wares, porcelain, and old clothes can't be sold!" Old Quinn reminded from the side.

"Want to take the magic copper? I still have two to three thousand kilograms of magic copper here, and I've also dismantled the protective magic circle of Delta Castle!"

When the spy chief heard this, he raised his head and closed his eyes. The majestic and ancient castle was ruined, the gate was removed, and the magic circle was also destroyed.

The spy chief left behind more than ten boxes of magic crystals and took away magic steel, magic copper, and magic gems. The puppy saw that there was not much left in Kaisas's stall, and it immediately whined.

"Don't worry, you idiot! I saw a caravan of merchants from the North arriving the day before yesterday. They're going to buy up all the fire maple furniture. Those big merchants from the North love this stuff the most!"

The Northerner tribes in the eastern Northland Prairie not only raised large numbers of wild cattle and gathered herbs, but also mined various ores, including magic crystals. In Fire Maple City's underground black market, the Northerners were a formidable force that could not be underestimated.

Shortly after the spy chief left, tall figures in fur robes began to appear in the square. Northerners love colorful robes, so their fur robes are printed. In Fire Maple City's alchemical dye trade, Northerners are the largest buyers.

The unusual stalls in the square quickly attracted the attention of the Northerners. There were over twenty Northerners, men and women, young and old, who appeared to be from a large tribe.

"Fire maple furniture!"

Six or seven burly northerners quickly walked to the stall guarded by the puppy. Women and children surrounded the stall guarded by the golden-eyed black demon snake. Several elderly northerners saw the storage ring on Kaisas's stall.

"Your storage ring only sells for 80,000 gold coins?" an old man from the north asked with some confusion.

"Eighty thousand gold coins, or the equivalent amount of magic crystals!"

The storage rings that Caesars had previously sold were all priced at 75,000 gold coins, but he specifically raised the price when he saw the Northerners were selling them. The Magic Guild's storage rings were priced at 100,000 gold coins, and the maximum discount was 5,000 gold coins.

"Magician, your flame maple furniture wasn't stolen, was it?"

A middle-aged man from the north was so attracted by the products that he was ready to buy a few to take back home.

"Steal? I stole this from a noble's castle. It's Delta Castle, east of Fire Maple City, separated from your tribe by the Frostwind Mountain!"

"You know we are from the Blackrock Tribe!"

The old men in the north were a little surprised. They thought that Kaisas knew about their tribe.

"I heard the great shaman, Trum, talk about the Five Colored Stone Tribe, but now there are only two tribes left. The Black Tribe's animal skin robes are mainly black, and the Frost Stone Tribe likes to use white!" Kaisas said slowly as he recalled.

"I remember now, you've been to the Northern Plateau, and you were standing with the Great Ogre Shaman. The statue of the Ogre ancestor has now been restored to its original state, and we all went to the Ogre tribe to pay our respects!" A middle-aged Northerner recognized Kaisas.

"It's time to fill the big rift in the highlands. Several years have passed in the blink of an eye!" Kaisas said with a smile.

When these northerners looked at Kaisas, their eyes revealed a kind of intimacy and warmth, as if he were a long-lost relative. This emotional transmission made them become particularly generous when purchasing items.

Less than half an hour had passed, but surprisingly, the three stalls, once brimming with goods, had already been snapped up by the enthusiastic northerners. Caesars was no less impressive, having generously purchased a full five hundred slaughtered grassland cattle. These robust cattle were known for their exceptionally chewy texture, with virtually no fat, making them a rare delicacy.

The people of the northern tribes had traveled thousands of miles to Fire Maple City. Their purpose was not only to purchase fresh fruits and vegetables for the winter, but more importantly, to make full preparations for the coming cold winter. As the temperature gradually dropped, winter was drawing near.

According to the news from the people of the North, the highly respected and powerful Great Shaman of the Ogre Tribe has already issued a warning to the entire Northland Plateau and the vast grassland: this winter will be hit by a rare severe cold wave.

On this sunny and slightly warm afternoon, Caesars successfully rented a spacious and sturdy carriage. Otherwise, it would be too crowded with three golden-eyed black snakes and a fat dog.

With the crisp sound of the whip in the driver's hand, the wheels slowly turned, taking Caesars on his return journey - towards the distant Violet City.

Hawkeye's spy chief received the latest news. He believed that not only had Kaisas sold all the items he couldn't sell, but he had also exchanged all the magic crystals on the black market. This directly led to a rise in the price of magic crystals in Fire Maple City, and it would not fall until at least next spring.

A huge wooden box was delivered to the castle of Duke Solomon. It was made of the roughest wood and nailed with many iron nails.

"Who sent the box?"

The old duke, dressed in a gorgeous robe, sat on the sofa, looked at the large wooden box carried in by the guards, and asked the butler.

"Your Excellency the Duke, it was sent by the Cavill family!" the butler replied.

"It must be Caesars, Deron, open the box!"

Duke Solomon was a little curious. Caesars actually gave him a gift, and put it in such a large wooden box. The armored guard leader took great pains to dismantle the large wooden box.

"Your Excellency, this is a set of heavy plate armor. It's actually the gilded plate armor of the Grand Knight of the Church of Saint Laurent. It looks like new!"

Following Delon's exclamation, Duke Solomon also walked forward and looked at the golden cross emblem on the breastplate.