Light Flower

"I heard there's a small market in Bulwark Village where many elf hunters sell Magic Herbs and monster materials. Roy, Sabrina, Christine, would any of you like to go out for a stroll?"

Magician Scarlett, holding onto the ropes of the suspended ladder, walked gracefully down from the treehouse opposite.

"Miss Scarlett, I'd like to go take a look," Roy said first.

"I'd like to read a book in my room..." Sabrina declined Magician Scarlett's invitation.

"I also want to browse the small market and see if they sell Golden Thorn Grass here!" Miss Christine said. She changed into a set of ordinary Light Leather Armor, wearing a white shirt underneath, and even wrapped her hair and ears with a headscarf so that she wouldn't look like Silver Moon Elf.

"Let's hurry up and see what's here before Sindji's caravan buys up all the Magic Herbs!"

Miss Scarlett said immediately.

Roy crossed a slightly swaying suspended staircase and followed Miss Scarlett down the spiral staircase on the tree trunk, only to find that the three of them were the only ones going to the small market...

Miss Scarlett seemed to be in high spirits. After asking the Boss for directions to the small market, she left the hotel with Roy and Miss Christine.

There were indeed many Half-Elf in the Bulwark Village, and elves dressed as hunters could be seen everywhere.

Everyone was dressed in leather armor, carrying Forest Bow, and with Willow Leaf Scimitar hanging at their waists; few hunters carried Elf Long Sword...

When these Half-Elf hunters saw Miss Scarlett and Miss Christine, they would stare at them intently, looking them up and down.

This made Miss Scarlett want to cover her face with the hood of her wizard's robe.

"Why are these Half-Elf so rude?" Miss Christine said in a low voice, feeling offended.

"Most of the people living here are probably Half-Elf, so they likely rarely see Silver Moon Elf," Miss Scarlett replied. "Look, aren't they also staring at Roy with strange looks..."

"..."

Roy was speechless.

In fact, he had become accustomed to being scrutinized by the elves with strange looks.

Although he was a Half-Elf, his physical features were no different from those of a human, making him a complete anomaly among elves.

Fortunately, the inn wasn't far from the small market, which was quite lively. Many Half-Elf had set up stalls in the forest clearing, probably because a caravan was coming. The elves were taking out the Magic Herbs and monster materials they had prepared, ready to take them to the caravan for valuation.

Selling herbs and materials to caravans has many advantages. Caravans buy almost anything, and as long as the price is agreed upon, there are no magical materials that cannot be sold.

The downsides are also obvious: the caravans are very aggressive in driving down prices. Unless it's a few rare Magic Herbs or a rare magical beast material like the leather of Lapis Lazuli Beast, they will buy other Magic Herbs and magical beast materials at 70% of the market price.

As expected, Captain Sindji and his caravan set up a stall in the market, selling daily necessities on one side and buying Magic Herbs and magical beast materials on the other. The Pattington Plane is rich in Magic Herbs. As long as you search carefully in the wild, you don't have to go far from the village to find some low-level Magic Herbs. When harvesting these herbs, the hunters will protect part of the roots so that the Magic Herbs can grow back and be harvested again.

Therefore, many stalls in the market here display Magic Herbs of various qualities, fresh, dried, and ground into powder.

Secondly, there are some monster leathers. The most common items sold in the small markets here are Wind Fox leather, venom sacs and fangs of Abdominal Poison Spider, and griffin leather.

Among these, the griffin is a level three magical beast, but its hide can only be sold together with the hide of a level one magical beast, mainly because it is too cheap.

The elves don't like griffin skins, but Bulwark Village is a village that produces a lot of griffins. Although griffins are far more ferocious than dire wolves, in the eyes of the Bulwark Village's Half-Elf hunters, griffins are prey just the same. All they have to do is set up a beautiful trap and wait for the griffins to take the bait.

Hunters won't even appear in the trap area while the griffin is alive.

After setting the trap, they wait patiently until the griffins are too hungry to move inside before attempting to kill them.

Griffins like this have half their leather worn to shreds, and the most valuable thing on their bodies is the magic core that always contains a Magic Crystal Stone; the other materials are not very valuable.

Roy followed Miss Scarlett into the small market, where Miss Christine squatted in front of a stall, asking the stall owner about the price of Magic Herbs.

Miss Scarlett stopped at a stall, squatted down, and found a Magic Herbs with red flower buds among some dried Magic Herbs. Although the herb was only half-dried, Roy could still tell that the leaves of this Magic Herbs were somewhat like aloe vera, with long, pointed leaves covered with sharp serrations on both sides and thick leaves in the middle.

Miss Scarlett brought it to her lips and gently sniffed it.

The stall owner was an elf hunter whose age was hard to guess. He was thin, but his eyes were bright and piercing. When he saw Miss Scarlett pick up the Magic Herbs, he said, "Those are dried Blood Thistle, which contain a mild paralyzing toxin."

Miss Scarlett stared wide-eyed and asked, "How much is this Blood Thistle?"

"You happen to be holding one, and one of these costs thirty Kole," the stall owner said calmly.

Miss Scarlett explained to Christine and Roy, "Blood Thistle, the main ingredient used to make anesthetics."

After saying that, Miss Scarlett looked at Roy and said to him, "Roy, as an Novice Priest, you often deal with patients. Although your Healing Spell are painless, I think you should prepare some anesthetics."

Roy smiled. He was just Novice Priest, and healing the sick was just something he did on the side. He never intended to go down this path to the end.

"I'll take them all!" Miss Scarlett said to the stall owner, pointing to eight Blood Thistle on the stall. "Two hundred Kole."

The stall owner immediately took back one Blood Thistle and placed seven Blood Thistle in front of Miss Scarlett, saying, "Two hundred Kole is all you can buy..."

After some haggling, Miss Scarlett finally managed to buy eight Blood Thistle for 220 Kole.

When the transaction was completed, Miss Christine had already returned from another stall. Miss Scarlett asked curiously, "Christine, what did you buy?"

"Golden Thorn Grass," Christine said simply.

"The transaction was completed so quickly?"

Roy asked curiously, since he hadn't seen the transaction.

"The stall owner quoted a price, which I thought was reasonable, so I bought it!" Miss Christine said calmly.

Golden Thorn Grass, a relatively rare Magic Herbs, is a key ingredient in crafting high-quality Life Potion.

Miss Scarlett inquired about several more Magic Herbs Magic Herbs, exclaiming how cheap they were here, and then went on a buying spree...

Roy, on the other hand, became an onlooker, and the three of them strolled around the small market.

Miss Scarlett probably spent a year's savings to buy the Magic Herbs.

Miss Christine also spent a large sum of money to purchase Golden Thorn Grass.

She didn't seem to haggle much when trading. If she saw a piece of Golden Thorn Grass that she liked, she would ask the stall owner for a price. If the price was right, she would pay on the spot. If the price was not right, she would turn around and leave. She was decisive. Even if the stall owner regretted asking for too high a price and wanted to call Miss Christine back, she would not turn around.

As Roy passed a stall in a corner, he was attracted by a magical grass that looked like an ear of rice growing in a flowerpot.

It's rare to find this kind of magical plant grown in flowerpots on this market. This particular magical plant looked very wilted, with its seven ribbon-like leaves drooping downwards. The soil in the flowerpot was damp and soft, but the magical plant looked like it was about to die.

What caught Roy's eye was the faint, holy light emanating from the magic grass ears, which looked like a layer of white frost.

Roy stopped in his tracks, and the tentacles of the Holy Light Seed within his body quietly extended, drawing in the floating Holy Light Particle around the flowerpot...

"It looks like your magic plant won't live much longer."

Roy's opening remarks nearly made the stall owner faint with anger.

"What do you know? This pot of Light Flower looks like this. It looks wilted during the day, but at night, the wheat ears here will shine like a lamp, illuminating an area about the size of a single bed."

The stall owner quickly explained to Roy.

She then added, "Buying this will save you from buying a magic lamp. Right now, a magic lamp inlaid with moonstone costs four hundred Kole. This Light Flower costs one hundred... no, I'll sell it to you for sixty Kole. Take good care of it when you get home, it might even survive!"

The stall owner's last sentence was the truth.

Roy reached for the purse at his waist, but Magician Scarlett stopped him. "Roy, this Light Flower is about to die. It's not easy to keep alive. Once it dies, the wheat will stop glowing. Although it's Magic Herbs, it has no other value..."

"Who said my Light Flower is going to die? It's just... just too hot today. Take it back and take good care of it, it will definitely get better."

The stall owner angrily yelled at Miss Scarlett.

"Thirty Kole, I'll take them!" Roy said.

"Thirty Kole aren't even enough to cover my costs, I'm not selling it unless you..."

Before the stall owner could finish speaking, Roy turned and left with Miss Scarlett.

The stall owner immediately stepped forward, grabbed Roy, and said with a pained expression:

"Hey, wait a minute, you can take that thirty Kole with you, take it with you!"

Roy pulled out thirty Kole from his wallet and bought the pot of Light Flower, which had already formed a spike of seeds...