Early the next morning, Kester changed into a thick earth light armor and went out. After all, there is a high possibility of a crisis, and he must be well prepared. A piece of thick soil and light armor alone seems to be a little insufficient. Kester's plan is to turn the two Serrated Wurm's teeth into barely usable off-hand weapons by tomorrow's arrival. Therefore, the acquisition of two magic cores is an imminent matter for him.

"Woohoo." Silverwing screamed from top of Kester's head.

"Why don't you go to the people of the Amethyst Goose and ask for equipment?" Kester patiently replied, "Finkmarfa and Susan are also my friends, and if you borrow something from a friend, you always have to pay it back, so it's better to build two pieces of equipment yourself." ”

"Woohoo!" White Feather kicked Silver Wing down and stopped on top of Kester's head.

"No, I don't force handouts!" Kester said resolutely: "Everything I have, I want to get with my own hands!" ”

"Whew!" Silverwing rushed at White Feather in a rage, and the eagles were scrambling over Kester's head.

Kester didn't have to think about it to know that his hairstyle had definitely become a realistic version of a bird's nest, and he smiled bitterly: "White Feather Silver Wing, you better go back to my shoulder, if this continues, my hair will be pulled out by you sooner or later." ”

"Woooo The twin eagles ignored Kester's words and played around with themselves.

"That's it! Otherwise, don't even think about breakfast! Kester had no choice but to offer a killer idea: "Go get the ingredients first and then have breakfast, unless you all want to go hungry!" ”

"Whew!" This was even more incontemporary, and the White Feather Silver Wing jumped back to Kester's shoulders at once.

Kester had his hands free to straighten his hair, and then he took the direction and walked towards the mercenary union. Kester vaguely remembers that there was a place similar to a trading market next to the mercenary guild in Lyle. In fact, this is also a very common phenomenon, mercenaries will occasionally have some additional materials or equipment left behind to trade after delivering the mission. As a result, a market was created near the mercenary union branch.

When Kester entered the market, there were not many people, and the stalls were not full. Most of the stalls here are lone mercenaries or agents of mercenary groups, who need to pay a small amount of money per hour to the owners of the market, and they also have to pay a little transaction tax every time they trade. However, due to the small fees and the high transaction rate here, these additional costs are endured by most of the mercenaries who set up stalls.

It was the first time Kester had entered such a market, and he looked around curiously, and the stalls jumped into his eyes.

"I've walked by and taken a look~ Is there a need for gerbil skin?" A slightly obscene voice shouted, "Gerbil skin, soaked in grease, is the best material for gloves!" ”

On the other side, a giant threw the corpse of the demonic beast on his shoulder to the ground, and shouted in a deep voice: "Long-haired wolf 15 silver coins, you need to take a look." ”

There was also a sleepy-eyed night elf yawning and shouting, which also attracted the attention of many people: "Wind spirit crystal, 20 gold coins base price, if you can't afford it, I can also cut it and sell it separately." ”

After a short period of novelty, Kester still hasn't lost sight of his original purpose: to buy two magic cores. After all, that's the most important thing right now.

There are not many stalls selling magic cores, magic cores are a hot commodity, and the supply is not sufficient, Kester walked around for a while before finding a small stall selling magic cores.

The owner of the stall was a rare sea tribe in the desert, and when Kester found the stall, he was haggling with a buyer.

"The core of the ironback beetle? Are you kidding me! That kind of thing has a magic core? "The buyer's voice is exceptionally high-pitched.

"Didn't I know the Ironback Beetle didn't have a magic core?" The Sea Clan seller picked his teeth: "Believe it or not, I only sell it because of the special price, and I will take it if I want 50 silver coins." ”

"The devil bought you!" The buyer walked to the side angrily: "Even if the ironback beetle has a magic core, it is only 30 silver coins to the sky, why don't you grab it!" ”

"Let's go, don't send it!" The magic core is a relatively easy material to sell, and the sea tribe is not afraid that no other buyers will come to patronize it. He shrugged his shoulders and waved at the back of the previous buyer, losing interest in continuing the conversation.

"Can you show me the core of the ironback beetle you mentioned?" Seeing that the previous buyer had walked away, Kester stepped forward quickly: "I also remember that the ironback beetle does not have a magic core. Due to the previous speculation, Kester was particularly interested in the news of the ironback beetle, and suddenly heard that there was a magic core of the ironback beetle, so he naturally would not miss the news.

The Sea Clan seller glanced at Kester, and didn't say anything: "Well, that's it, you take it yourself." ”

Kester nodded, picking up the silver core the size of a thumbnail. At first glance, it doesn't seem to be any different from other cores. But the careful Kester found that on the surface of this magic core, some faint divine patterns appeared and disappeared from time to time. The character of the god pattern itself is very small, and if it weren't for Kester's knowledge that this is the magic core of the ironback beetle, and if he looked closely, it would be really easy to ignore the past.

"Where did you get this core?" Kester looked up and asked, "I've heard that the ironback beetles around here all seem to be extinct. ”

"If you want to buy it, you can buy it, why don't you buy it and ask so much?" The Sea Clan seller is obviously not a good-natured person.

"It's 1 gold coin." Kester handed over the money very simply: "I want this magic core, give me two more 4th-order wind system magic cores"

The other party was so refreshing, but it caught the Sea Clan seller off guard, he was stunned for a moment, but then the essence of the merchant was also exposed: "The fourth-order demon core costs 30 silver coins each, and your money is not enough." ”

Fortunately, Kester is no longer the ignorant boy he was at the beginning, he rolled his eyes: "The fourth-order demon core is generally only 20 silver coins, and the wind type demon core is not rare, I gave you enough money." ”

Seeing that the other party was not a fat sheep to be slaughtered, the Sea Clan seller was slightly disappointed, but his face did not change: "Okay, then it will be cheaper for you." As he spoke, he handed over two turquoise demon cores, and Kester checked slightly, and there was no doubt that they were fourth-order wind system demon cores.

"By the way, you haven't told me the origin of the ironback beetle core." Kester reminded.

"There's still some twists and turns in this story," the Sea Clan seller said slowly, as he aimed his eyes at Kester's purse.

Secretly scolding the profiteer, Kester had no choice but to hand over another 1 silver coin: "Oh, don't be too greedy, say it quickly." ”

The Sea Clan seller immediately smiled, he took the silver coin, and recounted, "I encountered a great migration of ironback beetles due east of Lyle City before. It's really strange to say, these iron-backed beetles are crazy, they come all over the world, catch what they eat, and they don't even have bones left. Luckily, there was a small river nearby, and I dived into the river and escaped unharmed. ”

"Ironback beetle migration?" Kester's heart sank: "Then how did this magic core come from?" ”

"No, when I came out of the river, there was an ironback beetle lying on the ground, and it really scared me a lot. Seriously, I'm no match for a fourth-order demonic beast, but the ironback beetle seems to have been seriously injured in some way, and the shell has cracked, so I moved a stone from afar and smashed it desperately, smashing it to death. ”

"Poof, this is too bloody! Stone to death a fourth-order pinnacle demonic beast known for its defensive power?! "Kester was thundered.

"Yes, I found this magic core in this ironback beetle." The sea seller said.

"This luck—" Kester was speechless.

"Thank God Almighty Father!" The Sea Clan seller folded his hands in prayer, but he soon revealed his true nature: "Please God give me another piece of wealth, and I will use it to honor you!" ”

"Just like him, it's good to earn 1 amethyst coin and be willing to take out 1 copper coin to honor Father and God." Kester's heart was full of malice. But he didn't bother to care about this profiteer, anyway, the materials and news had already been obtained, and it was time to go back and build a weapon and ponder the weird magic core.

However, it turned out that visiting the exchange was still easy to chop off, and just as Kester was about to leave, a pair of feather boots from the stall at the door caught his eye.

"Flying boots made of feathers of the Feng clan, the price is negotiable!" The seller is a Whitewing Bloodliner.

Like other races, the Bloodlines have their own unique branches. But similar to the Heyi Clan, the Blood Clan is also a dominant force, and almost all of them are in the world of the Brown Wing Blood Clan. The White-Winged Bloodline and the Black-Winged Bloodline, just like the fallen angels in the Winged Clan, belong to a minority.

"How do you sell these boots?" Kester asked with interest.

"2 gold coins, you can discuss it a little, after all, it is the feather of the Feng clan, and it is too cheap." The Whitewing Bloodclan replied.

Kester naturally doesn't have so much money left, but he also knows that this is far from the other party's reserve price: "I want 1 gold coin, if it is really the feather of the Feng clan, I am afraid that 2 amethyst coins are far from enough." ”

"Little brother, you're too ruthless to lower the price like this." The White Wing Blood Clan looked embarrassed: "Of course, this has nothing to do with the pure-blooded phoenix clan, it is also made of the feathers of the seventh-order demonic beast Four-Winged Yafeng, and 1 gold coin is too low." ”

Kester knew that there was a play as soon as he saw the other party's expression, and he was moved, and said: "Although the material is indeed expensive, after all, only simple agility samurai will use such equipment, and most of the current samurai will not only increase their speed, so its value is actually not that great." ”

In a word! The White Wing Blood Clan also felt quite painful after getting this double feather boot, if it fell into the hands of someone who cared, the value of this feather boot was only afraid that it would be more than 3 gold coins, but unfortunately there were too few warriors in the agile route, and the feather boots were delayed for a few months, but no one bought them. Kester's words pierced his weakness, and the expression of the White Wing Blood Clan instantly collapsed: "Okay, okay, can't you sell you?" Money is brought. ”

"Then thank you, I wish the boss a prosperous business!"