402 Baron's Banquet-3
"Pick it up yourself, pick it up yourself!"
Wutong grinded his teeth, felt that the root of his left tooth was itchy and said: "Anyway, the amount I need in the near future is not large, if I need a large amount at that time, I will come to you to talk to you." β
The reason why I will fight the idea of these things,First, it is a similar alchemy product,The player can't produce it.,Including himself.,Don't talk about anything without a formula.,Although through research,There's a certain chance of cracking the formula.,But that takes time and a lot of experimental funds.,It's not necessarily successful.,So it's not cost-effective to study this kind of low-level alchemy.γEnchanted products.,With that time and financial resources.,It's better to reward yourself with a recipe at a high price.γ
Second, the main purpose of the Sycamore is to establish a good trade relationship with the Cannis family, who have mastered the [Creation of the Dragon Pattern] and the vast majority of alchemists, machine masters, arcane craftsmen and excellent craftsmen in various countries, in order to obtain a certain share of the "arms" trade from the Cannis family, a pan-national "arms dealer".
Third, although the purchasing power of players is limited at present, a large number of player families and player guilds have a strong demand for this kind of high-powered alchemy products, and the corresponding products on the market are almost blank, and if they can be sold in small batches, their profits are still considerable.
The powerful lethal alchemy products and enchanted products are "black goods" in the Principality of Adele, which are not allowed to circulate and be sold to ordinary people. It is the "arms deal" that monopolizes the player market and preemptively occupies the market.
By the time the players can produce their own products, the "Secret Law Store" under his name has already opened up the situation among players, and has accumulated enough prestige and credibility, I believe that he will be able to get the formula and start producing it by himself at that time, and what he has to do now is to borrow the "chicken" of the Cannis family and lay the "egg" of his "Secret Shadow Guild".
Think of the fighting chickens among the hens of the Cannes family. Definitely don't care about these three melons and two dates, right?
"Oh? Your Excellency the Baron still needs a large amount? β
Stark's butler looked at Wutong in some surprise, not knowing what he thought, and after a deep groan, he suddenly said with a smile: "It's not that it's not impossible, but." You should know that if the quantity of offensive and dangerous alchemy and enchantment products exceeds one unit and the quality exceeds Tier 1, we need to report to the official agency of the country where we are located and go through the official review and approval before we can sell them. In addition, according to the laws of the Principality of Andele, lethal alchemy enchantment products. It is strictly forbidden to sell to civilians and unofficially recognized organizations and forces, I wonder what His Excellency the Baron intends to use with such a large amount of alchemy products? Are you going to start a war? β
Hearing this sinister old man's words, Wutong couldn't help but roll his eyes, it is strictly forbidden to sell to civilians?
Where did the alchemy products that circulated in the hands of those mercenaries come from?
Did you run the black market exchange in the underground ruined city to sell it to the army?
Besides, what to buy in quantity more than one unit, quality more than 1 tier. Do you need to report it to the authorities?
Is it possible for an arms dealer to survive on this dangerous continent if he is so impartial and law-abiding, and it will continue for thousands of years?
If everything has to be reported, how can the Cannes family's products be sold and make a dime of money?
Without waiting for Sycamore to speak, Stark suddenly turned the topic on something else. He looked at Wutong for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I heard that His Excellency the Baron has not yet verified his bloodline?" If you don't mind, I'm "...," I mind! Stark! Stay away from my disciples! I'll count three! If you're still with my disciple, I'll put an [Ice Storm] on your head! β
A drop of cold sweat slipped on Stark's butler's head, [Ice Storm]? That's a super-level spell, right? He raised his hands in surrender. Then he slowly turned around, leaned back slightly helplessly, and said to the staff aimed at his nose: "Master Zemmour, the Eluden Holy Fruit Wine airlifted from the Eluden Field can't satisfy you?" β
Old man Zemmour's hands were like using a spear technique, and he stabbed his staff on Stark's big nose, and when he heard the words "chirp, chirp", he seemed to be reminiscing about something, and then said, "No! I'm satisfied! But it would be nice if you could get a little more next time! Well! Remember! Invite me alone next time! With these old guys, I can't rob them! β
Baroness Yolana smiled and stood helplessly beside the old man Zemur: "Your Excellency, if you release a super-level spell in my castle, next time do you plan to drink holy fruit wine in the open air?" β
Zemmour thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be right!" With a sudden expression, he put away his staff and let go of Stark's butler, but he still stared at him with no nose or eyes: "Stark! If you, an old profiteer, intend to deceive my lovely, simple, kind-hearted little elk-like disciple, I'll turn your big eagle hooked nose into granite! I just heard, you seem to be planning to kidnap my disciple? Are you the devil? β
Stark spread his hands innocently, indicating that he didn't: "It's just a trivial little business with your lovely, simple, and kind disciple like a fierce rabbit." β
"Humph! You'd better not lie to me! Oh~ My favorite roasted lamb with yellow konjac sauce, hurry up! My disciple, we have to grab it first, or those ghoul-like guys won't even leave us with a skeleton of bones!" β
Grabbing the dumbfounded, the old man went straight to the cart pushed by a servant dressed as a waiter, on which was a freshly roasted fat lamb on a silver plate, and the lamb was decorated with a large amount of fruit and ingredients.
The old man rushed to the small food cart, first shocked the frightened servants with fierce eyes, and then, like a coyote guarding his prey, he showed a grinning smile at the nobles who also planned to come over to taste the freshly roasted lamb, and then rolled up the big sleeves of the roast robe on his body, grabbed the hind legs of the roast lamb and tore off one and stuffed it to the sycamore, and then dragged the other one like a barbarian, and greeted the sycamore: "Eat, eat, eat!" βγ
Wutong was dumbfounded and looked at the huge leg of mutton in his hand like the mace used by the barbarians, and then looked at the old man with both hands holding the leg of mutton and gnawing on the beard full of oil, that is called a sweat, although he doesn't care much about the opinion of a group of NPCs, but he was watched by a large group of people with surprised eyes, gnawing on a leg of mutton, as if he couldn't open his mouth.
"That young mage, is it so worthy of your attention? Stark? β
Baroness Yolana looked at the old mage who was gnawing on the leg of mutton with a headache, sighed and muttered, "Your Excellency Zemmour has started to perform again, why does he have to act like a Northland barbarian every time?" β
"Hehe, that's what this old madman wants, or rather, he wants Aurora to see."
Stark quietly waved his hand and sent away a few little nobles who tried to lean over and approach, looking at the little mage who was at a loss because of the leg of mutton stuffed into his hand by his teacher: "As for this young mage, Yolana, at what age did you obtain the [Junior Alchemist] qualification?" β
"Uh, 16." The baroness wondered why her butler had suddenly mentioned this. ..., "Then how old do you think this young mage is now?" Stark squinted his triangular eyes and smiled smugly.
Yolana turned her head to look at the young mage who was also starting to gnaw a whole leg of mutton in embarrassment under the teacher's persecution, looked at it suspiciously for a while, and shook her head: "I can't see it, this young mage doesn't seem to be of the Kovarare race, maybe he inherits the [Eastern Regions] bloodline?" As you know, the [Eastern Regions] bloodline race has a hard time telling age, and they look much younger than they really are, which is a real envious bloodline talent! I guess he's 18? Or 20 years old? Oh! Damn it! He can't be older than me, right? 22 years old? β
Stark laughed and shook his head: "It doesn't matter if it's 18, 20, or 22, the important thing is that he now has the professional qualifications of [Junior Alchemist], [Junior Enchanter], [Junior Arcanist], [Junior Appraiser], [Junior Archaeologist], [Intermediate Apothecary], [Intermediate Herbalist], [Intermediate Appraiser], [Intermediate Scholar], [Intermediate Clerk], [Intermediate Scribe]!" β
"In addition, he also has the status of [Junior Doctor] recognized by the Royal Arcane Society, and the status of [Junior Fellow] conferred by the Arcane Council, and he has also passed the [Mage Rank Evaluation] of the Arcane Council, and has been awarded the rank of [Minor Baron] by Royal Andele! The most interesting thing is that he is not yet a member of the royal family, nor does he have any huge power and family background, which means that his title is not inherited! β
Stark stroked his neatly trimmed beard: "These are just what I can find through various channels, no one knows, what abilities he hides have not been discovered!" After all, just a few months ago, he was just an ordinary trialist apprentice. β
"It can't be! How can it be that you are not a member of the royal family, and you are not a member of a huge power and family?"
Baroness Yolana was taken aback and exclaimed, "Although they are all low-level majors, what you just said includes almost all professional items, and the most important thing is that he is still a mage!" Are you sure he's only about 20 years old, not 200? Is he a monster? β
Stark nodded: "I don't believe it either, but these records are all information I got from the Royal Arcane Society, the Arcane Council, the Venane Academy, and the royal family of Andele, and the most interesting thing is that he has only only been certified for a short time, and he hasn't held a coming-of-age ceremony yet!" There was no pedigree verification either"
Baroness Yolana gasped and looked at the oily guy who was gnawing with his teacher with his teacher in disbeliefβ
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