March 14, Year 163.
Mistblade walked down the street carrying a paper bag full of bread.
Ever since she had struck a deal with Sunchaser, her financial situation had improved considerably. Every seven days, Sunchaser would appear outside her bedroom window and hand her three magical items to copy.
Each time, she could earn 150 gold coins. Sometimes, when Sunchaser was in a good mood and too lazy to count, she would simply grab a large handful and toss them onto her table. At those times, she could earn at least 200 gold coins.
The only thing that left her somewhat regretful and saddened was that she had never seen Xunge again.
Whenever she asked about Xunge, Sunchaser's expression was always impossible for her to read.
Sometimes Sunchaser would suddenly laugh as though she had thought of something amusing. Sometimes she would click her tongue impatiently. Other times, she would look irritated and refuse to speak, and occasionally she would even let out a derisive snort.
The last time Sunchaser came to see her, Mistblade had gathered her courage and asked Sunchaser to let Xunge attend school. She was willing to pay Xunge's tuition.
The elf's gaze had been so complicated then that Mistblade could not understand it at all. She seemed surprised, baffled, and perhaps even a little amused?
But Sunchaser simply did not understand how generous and kind Xunge was...
There had been a note hidden inside that Game Console, containing the recipe and brewing method for a Minor Healing Potion.
On the market, that potion recipe was worth more than 500 gold coins.
That alone made her willing to support Xunge's schooling.
She could save at least 400 gold coins every month. She had already saved 1,020 gold coins, and there were still more than three months