After all that fuss, the sunlight on the beach was no longer warm. The sun hung low in the west. Listening to the young apprentice, the old man touched the ring on his finger and fell silent again. After a long while, he said, "I don't have a Manual of Bodily Health, but a Manual of Quickness of Action will be available after midnight tonight. When do you want to trade?"
Du Pont glanced at Lavoisier, only to find that guy had covered his entire face. After thinking it over, he gritted his teeth and said, "For wizards, Dexterity and Constitution aren't primary attributes. I'd be losing out in a one-for-one trade. You'll have to add more!"
Angie was so shocked her little mouth stayed open for quite a while. Even Dorothy could no longer laugh. The old man, however, remained calm. "Du Pont, you are one of The Lady's people, so of course that's no problem. But I can compensate you with at most two rare items. What do you want?"
Rather than make a request, Du Pont took out the Necromantic Staff. "I got this staff after killing a cultist while adventuring today. I don't really understand what it means, but there were words on it about a blasphemous ritual taking place there, and that the Gate of Flesh would surely open during the seventh lunar eclipse."
"Oh?" The old man straightened at those words. He looked at Lavoisier, only to see him pretending to sleep, then gave Dorothy a look.
The priestess stepped forward and took the staff. One glance was enough for her to understand. Walking over to the old man, she said softly, "They are servants of the Ghoul King. Lately, there have also been occasional reports of assassins under Lady of the Night. Now