Once More at the Magic Caster's Guild, Are You from the Slane Theocracy?
The bustling Central Square.
As Tang Zheng walked down the street, many pedestrians noticed the Lesser Barghest and voluntarily made way for him.
Tang Zheng didn't care about the middle-aged man's question from inside the Adventurer's Guild.
When he took out the two Bone Chains of the Barghest to sell, he already anticipated that someone would guess that he had entered the Great Forest of Tob.
However, no matter how much speculation there is
No one in the Adventurer's Guild could believe that the turmoil in the Great Forest of Tob was caused by humans.
after all.
The mere disappearance of a large number of monster corpses is something that humans in New World without the concept of a spatial backpack like Item Box could not even imagine.
If there are no traces, the premise of the speculation cannot be established.
"Vice President of the Magic Caster's Guild" Belore Vanov Grigory Bert Jin.
"Just hearing that name tells you he's not someone you can easily get along with."
Tang Zheng sighed, "I wonder if the Magic Caster's Guild has any magical tools for translating text."
It was nearly noon.
Tang Zheng decided to find a lively tavern, order some food, and also take advantage of the various rumors circulating there.
Find out if anything has happened recently.
He had noticed the atmosphere inside "Ye Lantier" long ago; it wasn't much different from the atmosphere a month ago, but the behavior of the city's guards clearly indicated that something had indeed happened.
In such a situation, there is a very high probability that something has been blocked by higher authorities.
If that's the case, then there's no point in him buying information from the Adventurer's Guild; it's more worthwhile to rely on rumors.
However!
Until leaving the tavern, aside from having a lunch that was finally no longer the simple food they had in the forest, they gained nothing.
The Magic Caster's Guild.
Ding-dong~
The dark brown door opened automatically.
Tang Zheng entered the guild with practiced ease, but it was still quite deserted compared to the Adventurer's Guild.
The two staff members at the front desk were different from the last time I visited.
The young Magic Caster was still there, but the middle-aged Magic Caster had been replaced by another young Magic Caster wearing a light blue robe.
"No wonder the magic item that detects monsters reacted; I thought it was broken."
"It's Barghest, and Barghest pup?"
A lively and surprised voice came from the Magic Caster in the light blue robe.
Upon seeing Tang Zheng enter, the two spellcasters focused all their attention on the Lesser Barghest, their expressions filled with astonishment.
soon.
Another young Magic Caster dressed in a black robe, upon seeing Tang Zheng's appearance, remembered that he was the person who had purchased Magic Scroll a month ago.
After all, he had only seen that pure black hair once before, and the impression it left was undeniably deep.
Should we still buy Magic Scroll?
The black-robed Magic Caster spoke.
"This time it's not that. I want to buy a magical item." Tang Zheng walked to the counter and spoke gently in a soft voice.
Most of the Magic Scroll sold in the Magic Guild are for auxiliary purposes, and Tang Zheng has no interest in them at the moment.
The only thing that mattered to him was the Household Magic that could raise his rank.
However, there are certain problems with upgrading Household Magic, and given the limited skill points available at the moment, Tang Zheng has no plans to purchase it.
Magic items?
Both the black-robed Magic Caster and the blue-robed Magic Caster showed surprise Central City their eyes.
Magical items are extremely expensive.
Judging from Tang Zheng's current attire alone, they did not think he was a wealthy person.
"Are there any magical items that can translate text?" Tang Zheng asked again.
"Translate text?"
"Who would make such a useless magical item!"
"Besides, even if magical items are amazing, they can't do everything!"
The blue-robed Magic Caster suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly.
The young man in the black robe quickly tugged at the blue-robed Magic Caster's sleeve before apologetically saying to Tang Zheng, "I'm sorry, we don't have the kind of magical item you're looking for here."
Tang Zheng glanced at the excited blue-robed Magic Caster and nodded calmly.
It wasn't unexpected.
He remembered that Sebas, one of the Guardian the Great Tomb of Nazarick, possessed a pair of glasses-like magical artifacts that could translate text.
It seems to be Advanced Tier item.
Of the magical artifacts created by humans in this world, Tang Zheng wasn't particularly interested in many.
"Oh, right."
Tang Zheng's tone shifted, as if he had remembered something. He pulled a piece of white paper from his pocket, which had a faint sheen and looked very resilient, and began to speak:
"Excuse me, do you accept magical materials like this paper here?"
The pristine white paper, held atop a cylindrical tube radiating Everlasting Light, faintly shimmered with a subtle, pale white magical glow.
The two, one initially appearing displeased and the other sporting a professional smile with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, were immediately drawn to the papers in Tang Zheng's hand.
How many do you have?
"We want them all!"
The young blue-robed Magic Caster suddenly leaned forward, his expression somewhat excited. He snatched the paper from Tang Zheng's hand without any hesitation, examining it carefully while quickly speaking.
kindness?
Tang Zheng's eyes flashed, somewhat taken aback.
According to the information obtained from the "Item Appraisal" test, this paper, made with second- Tier Magic, can preserve the text written on it for up to a hundred years.
Perhaps it is indeed quite precious.
However, the blue-robed Magic Caster in front of him shouldn't have been so agitated.
"Fully compliant with standards."
The blue-robed Magic Caster looked up from the white paper, glanced at his companion beside him, nodded vigorously, and spoke in a low voice.
The black-robed youth's expression of surprise deepened.
"I remember you're a magic caster from the Divine System, right?" The black-robed youth turned to look at Tang Zheng.
"That's right." Tang Zheng.
"Who made this paper? I'm sorry, we currently need a large quantity of this paper. If the manufacturer is willing, we can purchase it at a price of 10 sheets for 1 silver coin."
The young man in the black robe spoke earnestly.
The Second-Tier Papermaking can produce 700 sheets. Based on this price, you can easily obtain 70 silver coins by consuming a little magic power, which is equivalent to 5 gold and 5 silver.
Tang Zheng was somewhat surprised.
If you produce some every day for a month, your income alone can reach over 160 gold coins, easily achieving financial freedom.
"That's not necessary, I made it myself." Tang Zheng waved his hand.
"You?"
The young man in black robes was taken aback.
Even the blue-robed Magic Caster who had been studying the paper looked up at Tang Zheng.
"Impossible!"
Of the two, the black-robed man in green, who had always appeared more composed, suddenly let out a somewhat shrill voice.
"You clearly purchased Zero-Tier 'Papermaking Technique' scroll here a month ago."
"If you have mastered the art of papermaking, why would you spend money to buy it!" The young man in the black robe was extremely agitated.
That arrogance and hostility were clearly visible.
Tang Zheng's gaze turned cold, and the chilling aura of someone who had been slaughtering Goblin and monsters in the jungle for a month emerged. His hair hadn't been combed for a month, and his eyes, which had been half-covering his eyelids, were now visible.
"Is there a problem?"
He looked at the black-robed youth with an emotionless gaze and said coldly.
"You, you..."
The young man in black robes shuddered, feeling a strange chill run down his neck, and couldn't help but take a step back.
Immediately afterwards.
"Do you know where this is!" The young man in black robes realized the embarrassing state he had just made, and his expression twisted with embarrassment and anger.
"Enough!"
The blue-robed Magic Caster, who had just been somewhat annoyed with Tang Zheng because of the magical item issue, now spoke seriously.
"Albert, were you telling the truth just now?" The blue-robed Magic Caster looked earnestly at the black-robed youth.
"What? Really?"
The young man in black robes was caught off guard by the sudden question and didn't react.
"I see."
The blue-robed Magic Caster turned to Tang Zheng, "Please wait a moment, sir."
After saying that.
He then hurriedly ran towards the stairs of the Magic Caster's Guild.
In an instant.
Only the black-robed youth and Tang Zheng remained in the entire hall.
The atmosphere became somewhat eerie.
The young man in black robes turned slightly pale, then turned his head away, no longer looking at Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng became increasingly curious.
It seems that the "papermaking technique" hides secrets he is unaware of.
It didn't take long.
Two footsteps echoed on the stairs.
The blue-robed Magic Caster followed cautiously behind an old man dressed in a gray magic robe who looked rather plain.
Upon closer inspection, one can see that the gray magic robe has many patches, clearly indicating that it is not a magical item.
The old man had gray hair, a blank expression, and wrinkles on his face that resembled creases on a book page; his entire face was taut.
They give off an impression of being not only difficult to get along with, but also extremely rigid.
"Teacher."
Upon seeing the old man appear, the young man in black robes hurriedly stepped forward to offer him assistance.
The old man simply swung his arm, ignoring the young man in black robes. Despite his advanced age, his steps were surprisingly powerful.
The other person first glanced at the papers on the counter, then looked up at Tang Zheng.
"Are you from the Slane Theocracy?"
The old man's voice was cold as he half-closed his eyes and looked at Tang Zheng's black hair.