Klein's gaze swept across the room and he saw the person asking about Ox Teeth Peony.
The other person was less than a meter away from him, dressed in a black suit, wearing a matching top hat, holding a silver-rimmed cane, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses; he had a very refined demeanor.
"Yes, do you need it? This small jar contains 3 Soli." The stall owner was wearing a dark robe with a mystical feel.
The man with light blond sideburns and bespectacled, a refined-looking man, thought for a moment and said:
"Could you make it cheaper? I need to buy other materials, like these white-edged the Sun petals."
The stall owner thought for a few seconds and answered reluctantly:
"Two Soli and six pence, I doubt you'll find a cheaper price anywhere else."
Seeing that the man with the gold-rimmed glasses had not only bought Ox Teeth Peony but also white-edged the Sun and other materials, Klein suddenly realized that he might have been overthinking things.
However, he still cautiously tapped his brow twice and scanned the other person with his Spirit Vision.
No problem, you're in good health and in a good mood, sir, keep it up... Klein looked away, turned around, and looked back at the stall selling homemade amulets.
In his pupils, each amulet was clearly visible, some made of pure silver, some of iron, and some of gold.
However, among these amulets, only two or three possess a faint aura color, such as crimson, pale white, or golden yellow.
This indicates that they have begun to possess Spirituality, suggesting that these amulets have some effect!
Just now, Klein observed very carefully and confirmed that the stall owner who made the amulets had some knowledge of occultism:
His choice of different sources of power for different incantations was Error, and the corresponding materials he determined for each source of power were also perfectly accurate.
Of course, even a simple occult enthusiast will inevitably overlook something. Klein discovered that the stall owner didn't quite understand incantations themselves. Simply translating the prayer according to Hermes grammar doesn't make it an incantation. Incantations must conform to a certain format and have unique rules.
Another problem is that the stall owners made varying degrees of Error when choosing appropriate symbolic representations for the incantations and the "source of power," resulting in only two or three out of dozens of amulets being completely correct and emitting a "faint glow."
As for the extent of the effect of these two or three items, Klein could only say that something is better than nothing.
A truly effective amulet requires the maker to unleash their Spirituality from the tip of the knife during the process of carving incantations and symbols!
For better results, Ritualistic Magic must be used.
These two things are almost impossible for anyone but Beyonder to accomplish.
Klein tapped his brow thoughtfully, then tapped the upper left corner of the stall twice with his black cane, saying:
How much are these two items?
He wasn't asking about the amulets that already possessed an aura and color, but rather about the unfinished products—those that only had the shape and hadn't yet been engraved with incantations or symbolic symbols.
For Klein, there was absolutely no need to buy those items with weak effects; his goal was to turn the semi-finished products into genuine amulets.
Hmm, make a Calamity amulet for Benson and Melissa each... I can use the materials provided by the Nighthawks for my own... Hmm, have I been corrupted by Old Neil? I feel no guilt at all thinking about this kind of thing... Klein watched the stall owner pick up the two unfinished silver amulets, his thoughts wandering.
One of the two silver amulets is long and narrow with an openwork center, surrounded by clusters of Angel feathers. The carving is exquisite and very beautiful. The other is simple and plain, with almost no extra embellishments or patterns. It consists of a vertical line symbolizing night with a circle representing crimson inlaid on it.
As someone who prioritizes aesthetics, Klein fell in love with them at first sight.
"This one is 6 Soli." The stall owner, a taciturn middle-aged man, pointed to the more exquisite piece and said.
He paused, then stroked the simple garment:
"This is 5 Soli and 3 pence."
"This is too expensive. In fact, they're far from being amulets." Klein, who was constantly influenced by Benson and Melissa, had begun to get used to bargaining.
After some verbal arguing, he bought the two silver ornaments for 5 Soli and 6 pence and 4 Soli and 9 pence respectively.
Well, for now, it can only be considered silver jewelry... Klein thought to himself.
The 10 Soli and 3 pence were deducted from the 5 pounds he had finally received as Divination Club's allowance.
Just as Klein took the two pieces of silver jewelry, put them in his pocket, and was about to browse other stalls, he suddenly heard a soft, youthful voice:
"Sir, why don't you buy a ready-made amulet?"
Klein turned his head and saw that the person asking the question was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing a pale yellow dress with a lot of lace and was holding a veiled hat with ribbons in her hand.
"Because I plan to make my own amulets, you know, that's every occult enthusiast's Wishes," Klein replied tactfully.
He didn't want the stall owner to think he was trying to steal business, although he had considered whether he should use this "skill" to earn some extra money in the future.
The girl had long, naturally curly brown hair and an adorable baby face. She looked at Klein with her light blue eyes and asked earnestly:
"May I ask you for advice on choosing a talisman? Um, a friend brought me here. I've been here a few times and I'm very interested in the occult, but I don't know much about it. Um, my friend will be turning sixteen soon, and I want to choose a talisman for her as a surprise, so I didn't ask her to come with me... I did ask her for advice beforehand, but I can't remember many key points."
Klein smiled politely and said:
"So what kind of amulet do you want to choose? One to ward off Calamity? One to protect from illness? One to bring good fortune? Different requirements correspond to different sources of power, that is, different deities, and different deities correspond to different stars, and different stars correspond to different materials."
"For example, spells to ward off Calamity certainly belong to the Empress of Misfortune and Horror, the Evernight Goddess. And as enthusiasts of the occult, we all know that the Evernight Goddess is symbolized by the Moon, and the metal corresponding to the Moon is pure silver."
"Therefore, if we wish to avoid Calamity, it is best to choose a silver amulet with corresponding incantations."
Furthermore, the language of the incantation must be correct, the format must be correct, and the corresponding symbols, numerical representations, and spell markers of the " Empress of Misfortune and Horror " must be correct, as well as their relative positions... But that's too complicated, there's no need to explain it to you... Klein silently added in his mind.
The girl's eyes lit up as she listened, and she asked with considerable confusion:
"As a follower of the goddess, is it permissible to wear amulets of other deities?"
"No problem, the gods won't care about such a small matter," Klein reassured him.
His "no problem" refers to the wearer, but the maker must be careful. If a follower of the Lord of Storms makes an amulet of the Eternal Blazing Sun, he will most likely receive a lot of malice.
Of course, this refers to the kind that requires Ritualistic Magic to create; other types don't need to be considered.
The girl visibly breathed a sigh of relief:
"I hope it's a talisman to bless her with good health. Which deity should I choose? The Eternal Blazing Sun, the Earth Mother, or the God of Knowledge and Wisdom?"
"Both the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Earth Mother are fine. The former corresponds to the Sun, and the latter is symbolized by the Brown Star," Klein said with a smile. " The Sun is made of gold, and the Brown Star is made of lead. I suggest choosing the Sun, but I don't know if you've brought enough money."
He made this suggestion because one of the three amulets that initially possess spiritual power is a health amulet from the Sun realm.
"This isn't..." The girl paused abruptly, glancing warily at the silently waiting stall owner.
She thought for a moment, then asked:
"Once the materials are identified, how do we distinguish the incantations and symbolic symbols?"
"Do you know Hermes?" Klein countered.
"We've only known each other for a short time," the girl replied somewhat shyly.
"Then I'll help you choose," Klein said, pointing to the golden health amulet with his cane. "There's nothing wrong with it, neither the incantation nor the symbolism."
The girl lifted her skirt, half-squatted down, and picked up the health amulet with sunlight-like patterns on the edge. She felt its warm touch, and her body seemed to relax.
"Thank you, thank you so much." She stood up again and bowed gratefully.
Klein laughed and said:
"The rest is up to you two to communicate; I have other matters to attend to."
As he spoke, he glanced at the stall owner and noticed that the man's gaze was very strange, as if he was hesitating about whether to give him a kickback.
With a chuckle to himself, Klein ignored the matter and leisurely toured the entire underground trading market, but found no truly extraordinary materials.
At this moment, Old Neil came out after paying the bill, carrying a dark wooden box in his hand.
Seeing Klein's puzzled look, he pointed to another room at the far end and said:
"If you want to buy or sell extraordinary materials, go there. After all, nobody wants anyone to know what extraordinary items they've bought."
"Understood." Klein nodded as if deep in thought.
He had no immediate need to go there, so he walked out of the underground trading market with Old Neil.
How much do these Elven Flower cost?
Suddenly, a questioning voice reached Klein's ears.
Elven Flower... This is also an ingredient in the " Spectator " Potion recipe... Klein's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced to the side, seeing the refined gentleman with gold-rimmed glasses again.
"What's wrong?" Old Neil asked, slightly puzzled.
"It's nothing." Klein looked away.
Although he was a prospective member of the Nighthawks squad, he did not believe that all Beyonder had to be absorbed and imprisoned. He thought it should be determined on a case-by-case basis. Among them, the " Spectator " were definitely the type that posed no threat to society, the kingdom, or the world, and the possibility of Sequence 9 going out of control was also very low.
After leaving the Evil Dragon Bar, Klein and Old Neil took a public carriage away from the Dock Borough, then parted ways in the North Borough to return to their respective homes.
The public carriage entered Daffodil Street and stopped at the roadside. Klein was about to get off when he suddenly saw a young lady in a gray and white dress preparing to get on.
This lady has smooth black hair, a round face, and long, narrow eyes. Her individual features are not particularly outstanding, but together they create a gentle and sweet look.
Klein noticed her not because of her beauty, but because he noticed her body was trembling slightly, abnormally.
"Miss, are you feeling unwell?" Klein asked, intending to do a good deed.
The young woman shook her head violently:
"No, I... I'm just too tired."
At this point, the people getting off the bus behind him started urging him to hurry, so Klein had no choice but to leave first.
Once he had regained his footing, he began to pay attention to what had just happened. He pinched the space between his eyebrows twice to make sure the young lady was really alright.
If the other person does have a serious illness that is about to flare up, he will help take them to the hospital.
With his " Spirit Vision " activated, Klein turned around, preparing to look at the gentle and sweet young lady.