Sean's eyes glanced in Benson's direction, only to see him nod slightly, and immediately knew that the price was not outrageous.

"Okay, I promise you. Sean nodded cautiously and said, "How many first-level demon cores do you have in your hands?"

Witt's eyes changed slightly, he looked at the only five second-level magic scrolls on the ground, and suddenly asked, "Little brother, do you have any other second-level magic scrolls in your hands?"

"Yes. ”

"How much?"

"Sixteen. ”

"Where?"

"Home. Sean paused and said, "I can bring it tomorrow." ”

A hint of joy flashed in Witt's eyes, and he said, "Okay, I'll give you eight first-level wild demon cores." ”

Benson's brow furrowed slightly, but once he thought that these second-level magic scrolls belonged to Sean, he no longer objected. It's just that it's very strange why Sean is so fond of wild magic cores, if it were him, he would rather have some magic materials for second-level magic beasts, and then he could make more scrolls.

"Wait a minute. ”

Suddenly, a handsome and tall man walked out of the side, who had been watching like everyone else, until Sean said that he had sixteen magic scrolls in his hand.

Witt's face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "Friend, don't you know the rules?"

At a trade fair, if the two parties are bargaining, unless before the end, or when the seller refuses and wants to bid openly, others cannot easily open their mouths, otherwise this is a very offensive thing.

The man smiled slightly embarrassedly and said, "Master Witt, contemptible Ryder, I urgently need a batch of second-level offensive magic scrolls recently, so please forgive me." ”

Witt's eyes became more and more dissatisfied, and his voice became more and more cold: "Master Ryder, have you really thought it through?"

"Yes. Seeing that Witt didn't accept his apology in the slightest, Ryder couldn't help but look slightly gloomy and hardened his attitude.

A hint of murder flashed in Witt's eyes, but he immediately suppressed it and asked, "How much do you have?"

"Ten first-level demon cores. Ryder said solemnly.

Witt snorted coldly, looked at the other party deeply, turned around and left.

Sean looked at Ryder quite worriedly, this mage only has a strength of about five levels, and Witt obviously has a great reputation here, and his own strength has reached about eight levels, Ryder offended him for a few magic scrolls, but he is afraid that he may not be able to get benefits.

Sure enough, Ryder's face changed instantly, and he stepped forward and whispered: "Little brother, Witt is a well-known one among the free apprentice-level mages, if it weren't for my urgent need for a magic scroll, I wouldn't have offended him." I must leave now or be followed by his men. If you're interested in exchanging, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow at the Ellis Inn at Louise Castle. ”

Sean nodded slightly, if he was allowed to get along with Ryder, he was afraid that he would also make such a choice.

Ryder smiled with relief and said, "Little brother, it's decided, don't let anyone else know." With that, he turned and entered the crowd, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing his agile and somewhat excessive figure, Sean faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Sean, what's wrong with you?" asked Benson.

"Nothing. Sean put aside the gloom in his heart, since this person asked him to meet in Louis Castle, then there should be no problem.

Although Witt had left, the magic scrolls in their hands were real things, and after lowering the price, they were all sold quickly.

Among them, although the second-level magic scroll is much more expensive, it is the best seller, and almost as soon as it is taken out, it is snatched up. In particular, the second-level offensive magic scroll was simply in short supply in terms of the price of five hedrons, and more than three apprentice mages had already asked him if they were still in stock.

If it weren't for Ryder's promise, Sean would have had the urge to sell off all the scrolls in the Magic Tower.

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After returning that day, the two of them already had dozens of low-level energy crystals on hand.

In the world of magic, this energy crystal is equivalent to the Clay currency in the world of ordinary people. The only difference, however, is that Cray currencies are a symbol of wealth, and they are nothing more than precious metals in their own right. But the energy hedron is a consumable item for magicians.

Almost all magic items require energy consumption, whether it is the magic dagger that Sean repaired before, or the magic lamp in the magic tower, without these energy crystals, all magic items would become a kind of decoration.

Of course, it is also possible to use the Core as a power unit to provide magical energy. It's just that the energy in the magic core can be directly absorbed by the magicians and used to restore spiritual power. So as long as possible, no idiot would use the core as the driving force behind the provision of magic items.

The grade of the hedron is the same as that of Clay, and it is also divided into five grades, most of the hedron are low, intermediate and high, and the top ones are the dark gold spar and the purple gold crystal.

The value of these two spars is already equivalent to the magic core of a mid-to-high-level Warcraft, and it is also a rare spar in the spar series that can be absorbed by magicians like the magic core. Of course, such a spar is very rare, almost like a high-level magic core, it is something that can be encountered but not sought.

Sean and Benson were busy for a long time, and the spars they got were of course low-grade spars. However, for the two apprentices who only had one hedron per month, it was already a lot of wealth.

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