Chapter 1473: Chapter 451 Mythical Creatures·Elental Elf_3 Chapter 1473: Chapter 451 Mythical Creatures·Elental Elf_3 One has to say, snakes have their own paths, and rats have their own tracks.
These local snakes who mingled in Giant Spirit City had information that was sotis more accurate than that of the information rchants.
It wasn’t just intelligence they possessed, but also a certain intuition for treasure.
The speculation by the man with the goat beard, even Leonard Churchill had to admit, seed completely plausible upon hearing it.
The man with the goat beard continued his endless chatter: “And definitely, not many people know about this piece of information…”
Sack interrupted him directly and asked, “Where’s Scar?”
The man with the goat beard replied, “He should be in the Black Market at this ti. He has a stall there…”
Sack, without beating around the bush, said, “Show .”
…
Giant Spirit City also had its Black Market.
It was located in one of the city’s sewer channels.
Like other Black Markets Leonard Churchill knew of, this place was mostly involved in selling illegal goods or things that couldn’t stand the light of day.
For instance, Hallucinogenic Potions that Royal Academy students were permitted to use during ordinary days, high-end rchandise produced by noble workshops not sold among the commoner tier, wicked Spell materials, items of a prohibited and secretive nature, and also stolen loot…
This was the paradise of fugitives, thieves, assassins, conspirators, and Dark Warlocks.
Before long, Sack and his party changed into different clothes and were led by the man with the goat beard to the Black Market.
Of course, one couldn’t bring too many people to the Black Market.
Apart from the concealed experts providing protection, Young Master Sack only brought Leonard Churchill and Serli with him.
After all, in such an environnt, he needed soone with a quick wit.
Leonard Churchill’s performance in the previous assassination attempt had earned Sack’s recognition of his wisdom.
And Serli, being of the Lizard Race, was naturally well-inford.
They were more suitable than the other prospective knights.
It was clearly Young Master Sack’s first ti at such a Black Market, and he was not quite accustod to the vile stench wafting through the sewer pipes.
Nevertheless, he endured the discomfort and followed the lead down into the depths of the earth.
At so point, the sewer directly emptied into the Underground Dark River, where a small marketplace existed in the dark.
It sowhat resembled the market in Eastern Wasteland Extre Thieves City, where mushroom-like small houses were built upon the Rock Wall.
Upon closer inspection, there were small boats going back and forth on the river’s surface, as well as nurous wooden stilt houses of considerable scale.
In the Black Market, everyone was draped in cloaks, secretive and mysterious.
This made Young Master Sack frown deeply.
The man with the goat beard seed quite familiar with the workings of the Black Market, deftly leading Leonard Churchill and his company along the slippery wooden pathways on the rock face.
Soon, they arrived at a small shop illuminated by a dark red Magic Lamp.
Lifting the black cloth curtain, they found themselves in a small room cramd with goods, where a bald man with a ferocious scar on his face was organizing items behind the counter.
Upon the visitors’ entry, Scarface recognized the man with the goat beard at first glance and smiled, “Yuri, what brings you by?”
As he spoke, he discreetly took in the newcors, instantly noting the noble aura of Sack standing amidst them.
The man with the goat beard didn’t state their purpose directly but instead said, “Scarface, I’ve brought a big client to you. This young master is looking for sothing genuinely top-notch.”
The shops in the Black Market generally had their preferred categories of goods for sale, and it was normal for them to refer business to one another.
One side would get a cut, the other side would make money, and everyone would be happy.
Scarface also perked up: “Oh, what is the client looking for?”
Sack didn’t speak; instead, it was the man with the goat beard who responded on his behalf: “I hear you’ve got an ‘Elental Elf’ in your shop; this young master would like to take a look.”
“Oh?”
Upon hearing this, a hint of caution flashed in Scarface’s eyes; he addressed the man with the goat beard: “You’re quite well-inford, knowing about that…”
It was definitely not sothing outsiders would know, and not many within the Black Market could even guess it.
Scarface, understanding the respect the man with the goat beard showed Sack, was assessing the true origins of his visitors.
However, denial was out of the question; business that ca to the door was not to be refused.
“Lucky for you, I have just two Elves left…”
Saying this, Scarface retrieved a birdcage covered with a black cloth from under the counter.
Upon lifting the cloth to reveal the contents, two diminutive figures beca visible inside.
…
“Really, Elental Elves?!”
Leonard Churchill’s eyes were instantly captivated upon seeing the two tiny creatures in the birdcage, and he couldn’t help but sigh, “The Southern Continent is indeed richly endowed with resources, to have such mythical creatures…”
The two little ones looked almost identical to humans, however, they were only the size of a thumb.
And on their backs, they had wings like those of a dragonfly, transparent.
To the naked eye, they seed like pure Elents coalescing, beautiful colors of magic light spilling out under the lamp light.
Let it be known, these were mythical creatures.
Prior to this, Leonard had only read about such high-order species in classic books.
Yes!
They belonged to the sa category as Great Dragons, high-order life forms!
They were favored children of the Elents, the spirits of nature.
They possessed an extraordinary affinity with the Elents.
The classic books Leonard had looked over even ntioned that so Magicians liked to nurture these Elves as their pets.
Because such Spirit Pets were imnsely helpful to Extraordinary n in understanding the Elents!
But that was in Ancient Tis!
At least in the Eastern Wasteland and the Old Continent, records of Elental Elves’ existence had not been seen for tens of thousands of years.
Leonard hadn’t expected to see a living specin in Giant Spirit City.
…
Young Master Sack eyed the Elental Elves, his gaze sharpening slightly, “What’s the price?”
Scarface replied, “If you want them, one hundred thousand gold coins each, take them and go…You should know, these Elves are extrely rare, and although they’re in their youth, they’re indeed very hard to co by…”
One hundred thousand gold coins was by no ans cheap.
But if one could purchase a mythical creature like the Elental Elves, this price was absolutely a bargain, akin to buying gold at the price of cabbages.
Leonard knew why they ca so cheap.
Because Goat-beard had explained before that these were Elves in their juvenile stage.
Raising them and helping them grow wasn’t easy.
Elental Elves’ growth did not depend on ti, but on Elents and ntal Power!
To have the Elves beco Companion Spirit Pets, they needed to be willing to sign a symbiotic contract;
And after signing, they needed a large amount of ntal Power and Elental consumption to grow.
That ant a significant use of Magic Cores.
Elental Magic Cores were still manageable, but ntal Power Magic Cores were incredibly expensive, and there wasn’t enough supply on the market.
Such costs, even the nobility could hardly afford.
With any slight carelessness, or if one failed to et their growth needs, they would die.
“Delicate,” “Gold-devouring,” “Fragile”… These were the reasons for the low price.
It could be said, the chances of these creatures surviving to adulthood were extrely low.
They were being sold for just one hundred thousand because of this reason.
Only nobles would spend such a large sum of money on these things. In their eyes, they were rely ornantal pets.
If they could be easily raised, the price of these creatures would certainly be no less than a Pureblood Dragon Egg!
However, as Leonard watched, his heart was tempted.
Others might not be able to raise them, but he surely could!
Not to ntion that he wasn’t short of money, he could buy as many Elental Magic Cores as needed.
And the “Moon,” that Disaster Object, was a natural body of ntal Power radiation. The ntal Power issued by Leonard each day was more than enough to nurture an Elf!
If he truly could cultivate it to maturity, wouldn’t that be a great asset?
Whether the news of the Emperor’s Relics was true or false, Leonard found himself liking the Elental Elves more and more.
anwhile.
Young Master Sack, aware that Elental Elves were difficult to raise, still waved his hand magnanimously, “I’ll take them!”
Hearing the custor’s straightforward decision, the shop owner Scarface hung a professional smile and said, “Alright then!”
But in his heart, rather than being happy, he was instead filled with worry.
He guessed that the custor’s intention was not solely for the Elves.
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