Insufficient Purity. "But Anvis, can you tell us what you need these Cursed Ores for?"
On the other side, after agreeing to Anvis's request, Pekala could not help but ask out of curiosity.
Though Claire appeared rather indifferent beside her, her two slightly twitching pointed ears showed that she was equally interested in the answer.
The curse effects of Cursed Metal sounded terrifying, but to people of their standing, they were actually quite ordinary.
As long as one's physical constitution reached the level of a Fourth Rank Professional, they could completely resist the Cursed Force Fields of low- and mid-rank ores.
Thus, most Cursed Ore transactions involved low-rank adventurers purchasing them as materials to assist with body tempering.
Some combat Professionals of common birth, unable to afford other body-tempering resources, would even specifically venture into the mines of the Cursed Land and use the Cursed Force Fields there to temper their bodies.
But compared to other methods of body tempering, the effects of using curses were extremely limited.
Moreover, curses caused considerable harm to the body and required a long period of recuperation afterward. Professionals with stronger backgrounds simply disdained such methods.
"I'm afraid, ladies, that I can only tell you it concerns one of my private magical experiments. As for the experiment's specifics, please forgive me, but I cannot disclose them."
In response to Pekala's question, Anvis merely smiled and shook his head. He did not answer directly, casually brushing the matter aside. This left the two Girls, brimming with curiosity, somewhat disappointed.
"No, I'm sorry. Pekala was presumptuous."
Although somewhat regretful, Pekala only showed an apologetic expression and politely apologized for her inappropriate question.
"Ring, ring—"
A soft Crystal chime rang out. As it happened, the dining time the three had reserved was about to end.
Taking the