On the north side of the square, a small courtyard behind a very luxurious shop, pù, is the location of the famous black market in the city of clouds.

In Tori's introduction, the background of this black market is quite unusual, because this black market not only openly sells all kinds of prohibited items, but even items of unknown origin are not refused, and it is said that it can also undertake the search and collection of customized items.

It's just that according to the rules of the black market, any disputes can only be resolved outside the black market, and if you dare to make trouble in the black market, the consequences are quite severe.

So Raymond, who covered his face, entered the black market under the guidance of little Tori and came to the huge exhibition hall hidden underground.

A variety of resources are grouped into display cases, and behind the counter are young waiters in crisp uniforms, smiling and respectful, who explain in detail when consulted.

And some coolly dressed, young and beautiful maids are also quietly shuttling in the exhibition hall, delivering the required drinks or drinks to the guests, providing meticulous service.

Raymond, who entered the exhibition hall, was led by a steward with a goatee, and began to browse the items in the exhibition hall.

Although the variety of clearly marked resources far exceeds those shops in the square, the quality is uneven, and there are some storage zài that belong to the altered products, which are obviously used to trap people.

After entering the black market, little Tori, who didn't dare to speak again, seemed to have completed his task, but looked around curiously, but maintained due etiquette, and looked a little scared.

However, the goatee who was in charge of receiving Raymond did not only have a keen sense of the quality of the goods in these display cases, but also obviously had no interest in buying them, so he no longer introduced the altered items, but left little Tori in place. Raymond led him past several rows of display cases to the west corridor of the exhibition hall and invited him into the VIP area.

"My lord, please forgive me for those clumsy tricks...... said with an apologetic expression and a bowed goatee after laughing at himself. "Many treasures are stored in the VIP area, please come with me......"

Raymond, who was already a little disappointed before, laughed slightly after the goatee led the way. "As long as it's really good, don't be afraid that you won't be able to sell it......"

"Yes, yes, real buyers need genuine goods, and the set-up in the showroom will only be disappointing......"

Like the goatee, who was resentful of the artifacts being displayed, was full of grumbling and grumbling as he led Raymond through the hidden corridor into the underground.

Originally, the black market was extremely compliant. There will be no altered goods at all, but because of the request of the current management, some such altered items are placed in the exhibition hall, nominally to screen the buyer's vision and strength, but in fact it is a failure in the feeling of a goatee.

Just when the cloister sees the end. As the waiter guarding the door pushed the door open, the goatee hurriedly whispered a plea. "Your Excellency. These are just whining. Don't take it personally......"

Raymond, who didn't quite understand what the goatee was trying to say, was noncommittal, but after he was led into a separate room at the end of the corridor, he finally felt the extraordinary nature of this black market.

In the luxurious rooms that I passed by before, there were obviously stores of magic projection facilities, not only could you check the various resources and artifacts that were currently waiting to be sold. It also = has a stealthy effect, and there is a small auction house in the deepest part of the black market, where various items are auctioned regularly.

After being welcomed into the room, the goatee regained its previous respectful posture. After activating the projection of the spell, he handed over control to Raymond.

All kinds of resources, the level is very different, and the number is also more or less, obviously not led by a stable supply channel.

It's just that after a cursory inspection, Raymond gave up the search for resource-type goods and browsed some strange goods for sale on the black market.

Broken weapons, old books, unrecognizable objects......

The oddities of these odd items, which vary greatly in price, appear to have traces of age, and many of them are labeled as coming from a ruin, or even directly as the items of a fallen wizard.

Seeing that Raymond looked very serious when he looked at these goods, the goatee standing aside hurriedly introduced them. "You can only inspect these items here, you can't return them or make a claim as long as you leave, and the payment must be settled on the spot......"

Quickly skimming through the odd artifacts that were marked or not, even though the goatee's statement was understandable, Raymond refuted it with a smile. "Then if you just bought something here and it was robbed outside the door, does it have nothing to do with the black market?"

"Your Excellency, you're laughing...... Although these rules have been enforced, no buyer has ever been ...... in the city."

Righteous words gave a firm veto, but Raymond in the goatee's eyes looked like he was smiling, and the goatee was a little confused, but he quickly lowered his voice and muttered. "My lord, there is absolutely no risk in the city, but it is difficult to say after you go out...... But if you need it, you can hire some guards in the city of clouds, and the security will be greatly improved......"

Although his expression was sincere, his gaze was a little evasive, and Raymond, who knew in his heart that if he hired a guard, he would probably become more and more dangerous, and he did not try to pierce his desire, waved his hand and began to calm down to inspect the strange artifacts for sale.

Hundreds of artifacts whose value cannot be accurately assessed, the price ranges from dozens of low-grade magic stones to thousands of high-grade magic stones, but the more detailed the description, the lower the price, and those artifacts that seem to be inconspicuous and do not have any annotations are often priced at tens of thousands of low-grade magic stones.

Just by observing the projection of the spell, he can only see a shape and annotation, and Raymond, who had no desire to buy it before, finally chose a few artifacts and asked the goatee to send someone to send the real thing.

He had been looking at it casually, but in the end, he chose a product with a total price of thousands of high-grade magic stones, which made the goatee a little shocked.

After a moment's distraction, the goatee twisted his affection, bowed and retreated, and left Raymond in the room to wait.

The young and beautiful maids brought in all kinds of wine and delicacies, whether pure, charming, or hot, but they couldn't stir Raymond's mood, and they left very disappointed one by one.

It's just that the goatee who left the room was not able to return to Raymond's room in time after completing the preparation of goods, but was called to a secret room.

The goatee, who had been ushered into the room by the guards, saw little Tori standing by the door in great trepidation as soon as he entered, but his gaze was only a glance, and he quickly lowered his head, and hurried to the center of the room to bow to the man in the shadows in the corner.

"What's that man's origins?"

The low, slightly hoarse voice sounded like the sound of sharp metal rubbing, and little Tori, who was covering his ears, was blinded and fainted.

The goatee, who maintained his respectful posture, lowered his eyes and looked at the carpet at his feet, bowed back. "This person can't judge the strength of his breath, but his eyes are extremely sharp, and the altered goods in the front exhibition hall can't be concealed at all, and he feels like a high-level pharmacist......"

The man lying on his back in an old chaise longue with his back to the door let out a soft mutter, followed by a muttering sound as if to himself. "Apothecary...... All he chooses are valuables, you should take a good look at them, and if you can make a deal, you should go for a promotion sooner......" (To be continued......