"Divination?" Muria's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your Highness Muria, I won't predict anything from you, it's too risky. I'm just divining what kind of state you will be in five hundred years from now. The black-robed merchant laughed.

"Why are you talking so vaguely? You just say that divination will make me die in an accident in the future. ”

"Hey, hey. Under the hood of the black-robed merchant, there was a burst of neutral laughter that could not distinguish between men and women. Then, under Muria's gaze, his delicate black silk gloved hand pulled out a crystal ball with a mysterious luster, chanting an inexplicable incantation.

A strange aura appeared around the black-robed merchant, and around him, time seemed to become disordered, and in the crystal ball in his hand, there were also chaotic images, mountains, forests, rivers, giants, golden dragons, cities......

All kinds of images flash on the crystal ball, and in the end, the images are frozen on a pair of eyes, a pair of dazzling golden eyes, with the majesty of the high, and the vicissitudes of the years, there seems to be a faint tiredness.

Then, the crystal ball exploded, and it exploded so thoroughly that it turned into a pile of powder finer than sand, and the black-robed merchant seemed to have expected it, and set up a defense in advance, so that not a single grain of crystal sand burst out.

"That's five hundred years from now, my eyes?"

"Yes, Your Highness Muria. The black-robed merchant put away the crystal powder in his hand, "If you want to pay for this little guest, the price you need to pay is to promise to do it once in five hundred years, without violating your own safety and ideals." ”

"Such lenient conditions?" Murria raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, he remembered that the condition that this hidden guy had given Remilia was to make three unconditional attempts after five hundred years.

"Of course, your future is more valuable. The black-robed merchant who had soothed Muria's future said in a respectful tone, as a soothsayer, he seemed to have seen something else.

It was interesting to pay for your future as a purchase, and Muria asked herself a little doubt: "Can you be sure that your divination is infallible?

"Your Highness Muria, no soothsayer will be sure that his divination will happen in the future. The future is changing all the time. The black-robed merchant explained aloud, "The result of my divination is just a prediction of some possibility of what will happen in the future. ”

"In other words, five hundred years later, I may not be alive, and there is a possibility of accidental death?"

"Your Highness Muria, please don't say that, even if I don't divination, I can guess the result. With your background, in the world of Erathia, I really can't imagine any accident that could have killed you. ”

"Well, can you change the way of trading?" Muria pondered for a moment and asked aloud, "I don't want to overdraft my future and trade with elemental crystals, is it okay?"

"Of course, no. The black-robed merchant replied to Muria in a firm tone, "Your Highness, please take a look, which of the goods I sell can be bought with elemental crystals in the outside world?

"I don't think so. Muria was expressionless.

"Your Highness, you have encountered and traded with Stallone, the disgraceful merchant of our plane. ”

"Shame on the Plane Merchant?" the corners of Muria's mouth twitched, this title was really chic.

"That's right, it's the only one in our industry who sells his goods at the price of elemental crystals. ”

"Then you plane merchants sell goods just like you, and make customers pay for the future?"

"Bartering is possible, and there are other forms of payment, and each plane merchant can sell goods the way they like. And if you want to buy my goods, you have to make a promise to do it when I come to your door in the future. ”

"This kind of trading method is like gambling, aren't you afraid of losing money?" Muria was a little curious, "If someone buys a commodity from you at the cost of selling once in three hundred years, but he dies in an accident within three hundred years, won't the promise be null and void, and you won't lose all your money?"

"Your Highness, our guests are all like you, favored by fate, and the mortality rate is lower than the probability of the fall of the gods, so this is not a gamble, but an investment that will not lose money, I only need to wait for a while, and I can reap at least a few times the profit. ”

"Isn't there a situation like what I said, and the one favored by fate will not die?"

"Of course, there is no such thing as a thing that will not fall. It's just that the survival rate of those favored by fate is very high. ”

"That's reasonable. Muria nodded.

"Your Royal Highness, do you still have to pay for the goods on behalf of Princess Remilia?"

"Hmm. Muria looked at the scarlet spear on the stall, "I promise you that in five hundred years, I will strike once without going against my ideals and without endangering my life." ”

"The deal is established!" In the hands of the black-robed merchant, something was extracted from Muria's body and condensed into a pale golden dragon scale.

"What is this?" Muria, who felt as if she was missing something the moment she spoke, frowned and looked at the black-robed merchant, her face not very friendly.

"It's just a voucher, and it won't do you any harm, Your Highness Muria, don't be impatient. The black-robed merchant explained.

"Really?"

"You can take a look. The black-robed merchant was very interested in handing the dragon scales in his hand to Muria and let him inspect them.

Muria took the scales and played with them, it seemed to be an energy condensation with the terms of the contract, but for Muria, there were almost no constraints, it was really just a credential, so that he could see the scales in the future and remember the promise he made today.

"Will you sell this voucher as a commodity?" Murria tossed the scales back to the black-robed merchant.

"There's nothing you can't sell as long as it's priced right. The black-robed merchant replied.

"Well, then, you are worthy of the name of a merchant. Muria looked down at the black-robed merchant with a calm face, "You can sell this voucher as a commodity, but I don't want some messy guys to use it to sell me in the future." ”

"Your Highness, please rest assured of this. The black-robed merchant bowed his head slightly, "If someone comes to you with this voucher in the future, then it must be a good creature." ”

"It's better to be like that. ”