In the darkroom without light, a pair of black cats with bewitching blue eyes are licking their fur.

The door was pushed open.

"Why are you sticking so tightly, a little later."

"Too... It's so dark! But... I'm certainly not afraid! Hmph, I am a citizen of the sun god, how can I be afraid, afraid of the darkness? Ah, you let me pull! ”

"Oh, that's weird, the workshop enchantment....."

The black cat looked up in displeasure, and a childlike human voice came out of the cat's mouth:

"Followers of the Sun and Hogwarts students are not welcome here, get out."

As soon as the words fell, Harry and the liner vanished from the darkness.

The two of them saw a flower, and the person was teleported out of the store.

When I looked at the door again, it was as if the nameless magic shop was covered in a thick fog, and no matter how much I concentrated, I couldn't focus on the door.

"Cognitive interference...."

Harry exclaimed, "There is a workshop that completely isolates the light element, I have never heard of such a person in Akneez." ”

Liner looked around blankly: "What about Stinky Peter?" ”

"It's still in the store, let's get back, don't block the door of other people's shops, the great magician inside doesn't like us."

Many of the Great Wizards had extremely strange tempers, and Harry didn't think so, Hogwarts was even more weird than that.

Since they were open for business, they didn't drive Peter away, so they waited for him to come out.

In-store.

The black cat licks its paws.

"If you said last time that you bought medicine to save that girl from the Church of Light, I definitely wouldn't sell it to you."

Peter looked at the dark blue vertical pupils and asked suspiciously:

"How do you know I saved her? .....Boss, do you have a grudge against the Church of Light? ”

The black cat was noncommittal and yawned.

"What do you want to buy?"

Peter took out the Inscriptionless Lantern he had obtained from the Demon King.

"I'll show you something first."

The last time I bought a fish tank and potions at this shop, although the price was not cheap for Peter at the time, he had a vague feeling.

The shopkeeper seems to be nice to him?

Harry was then questioned and given a detailed description of the potion and the reaction of the liner after drinking it. Harry said it was impossible to sell it for fifteen gold coins, and that this potion didn't even have five or six hundred gold coins, and he didn't even think to touch the cap.

Because the magicians who can refine this potion are all professor-level figures at Hogwarts.

You must know that at that time, the liner was almost going to see the sun god, and he slept in wet clothes under the heavy snow, and put Peter's hometown to the extent that he could let the doctor publish a SCI after he was saved.

Reminiscent of the description given to him by the shopkeeper:

"As long as you don't die, I'll save you."

The liner was barefoot in the snow, and when he took it back to the hotel to take a shower, his feet were covered with frostbite.

But when I stepped on Peter's face last night, there was no chilblain, and it was all right, and the skin was as tender as a baby.

After inquiring about the Adventurers' Guild, Peter learned that this mysterious magic item shop had been open for more than a thousand years.

It is said to have been passed down from generation to generation, but because the store is too small to be famous, it is only known to the locals of Aknaiz.

The lantern had been shown to Harry, who said that he didn't see any magical features, and that it was supposed to be an antiquity.

Unfortunately, archaeology is not Harry's forte, and he can't recognize the specific origin.

Antiquities are things that preceded the Shenyun Era.

The system will only introduce in the clouds, and will not teach how to use it. But since it's a lantern, it's always used to light it, so Peter brought it to the boss who specializes in magic props, and maybe he could get to know it.

When the lantern was taken out, there was no movement in the darkness.

Dark blue pupils suddenly appeared in front of Peter's eyes.

"it!"

He was startled, and a light struck overhead, illuminating the Silent Lantern and the mysterious Blue-Eyed Boss.

This is actually a black cat.

Very ordinary-sized, with an elegant red bow tie around his neck, stepping on a high table, looking down at the old lantern in Peter's hand.

"This thing ......," the black cat said solemnly, "where did it come from?" ”

"I sent it with a phone bill."

“？”

"Do you know where this thing came from?"

Peter's tens of thousands of hours of game time, even the steps at the entrance of the Demon King City have a few floors clearly, but he has no impression of this thing.

The black cat did not speak, but raised its paw to signal Peter to put the lantern on the table.

Peter did so.

When the base came into contact with the tabletop, there was a crisp bronze knock.

The black cat paced around the lantern, its tail up and down, and before it knew it, it was wearing a monocular glasses on its left eye.

It's been a long time.

The black cat with glasses looked up and said to Peter:

"It's just an antique, there's nothing special about it."

"Oh, that's ....."

Peter cursed inwardly.

Dog JB system, return me Tia inverted mold!!

"But I can buy it for three thousand gold coins."

"Huh? How much? ”

Brother System, I just spoke a little louder, you should be a fart.

"Three thousand."

The black cat added: "Gold coins." ”

Another lamp fell beside Peter, this time on a long table, and the gold coins were piled up, reflecting the side of Peter's face directly in gold.

3,000 gold coins, I can buy a house in the back hills.

Peter was stunned by the golden light for a long time, and then asked vigilantly, "Since you said that this thing is useless, why do you still buy it?" ”

"Collection."

The black cat jumped off the table, the lights went out, and the store fell silent again in the dull darkness.

"The history of this lamp...... It's even older than the ashes. ”

"Wood ash?"

"It doesn't matter. It's really useless, it's just a lamp that can't be traced back to the ages. ”

"If you are willing to sell, I can pay 5,000 gold coins, which is the final bid. If you don't want to sell, forget it. ”

Antiquities are indeed highly collectible.

There is no shortage of antiquities in the world that fetch sky-high prices every year, and this one in Peter's hand is probably also this kind of thing with high research and collection value.

Peter thought for a moment, and instead of agreeing first, he asked:

"Boss Cat, if I want to light this lamp, do you have any way?"

"You light it up?"

There was a hint of surprise in the black cat's voice.

"Do you know what this is?"

"Antiquities."

"Then you dare to order?"

"Dare."

That's the confidence the system gives me!

Peter thought that since the lantern was a reward from the Demon King, it was definitely a bit useful, and it would not be a flammable or explosive substance if it was lit first.

If it's really an ordinary lamp, it's not too late to sell it.

What? Maybe it's a token that is important to the Demon King?

you off, I, Peter, will never have anything to do with that domestic violence girl, and meeting is a crusade! Strike hard!

The black cat was silent for a moment.

"I advise you not to do this, those who try to restore the glory of antiquities have died for more than a thousand years. But if you're not afraid of inviting ominous ......"

"Then you can find fuel for this lamp, and then fill it in, and turn the fire fold on the base..... If only it could still be bright. ”

"Do you have any fuel?"

"No, if there is, it will not be sold." The black cat jumped into the darkness, "I don't want to die of karma buried in history. ”

Peter understood and put the lantern away.

Let Porter GPT go and look up the books.

"Get out if there's nothing else to do."

Peter suddenly smiled flatteringly———

"What about the last 15 gold potions, do you still sell them?"

"What, sick again?"

"No, if you want to buy something, buy a 50-bottle ..... first"

With a whoosh, Peter was also kicked out of the darkness by the boss.

The black cat walked into the corner of the store, curled up in a ball, and then took a nap.

Immediately, a low, hoarse voice rang out from the darkness behind Peter's position.

"Is he a brave man?"

The black cat glanced up at Batman, and the cat's mouth raised a hint of an interesting smile:

"What do you think?"