Only a few hours pass before I wake up feeling great. The morning sun is just peeking through the windows, and it's clear I've only slept a few hours, but it feels like I've been resting for an entire day.
Even with the use of my Red Hydra's buff in the arena last night, the constant rejuvenation of mana in the air heals up good as new.
Another interesting phenonon I've noticed recently is that the higher my overall mana control increases, the less food and sleep I need to recharge back up to 100%. Although after intense battles I need a long rest, if I'm just going about my daily life without any physically or ntally exerting challenges, I can go almost 3 tis longer without food, water, or sleep than I would have been able to a few months back.
My eyes re-examine the extravagant room, then I hop out of bed and walk out into the hall to make my way down the steps.
The black stairs still glow red under my feet, but the general lighting of the restaurant is much brighter now, slightly lit up by the morning sun.
As my feet hit the bottom step and I walk onto the main floor, a woman's voice echoes through the place.
"I hope you enjoyed your night."
My eyes dart around, but I don't see anyone. In response, I activate my all seeing eye to spot a figure at the far side of the room waiting for to walk closer with no ill intent. So, I continue to make my way past the empty tables and light purple glowing trees.
The concentration of MP in the air is strong, but no where near as intense as it was last night with al the guests here.
Once I'm within 5 ters of the exit, the store owner appears in front of , popping out from behind the closest crimson red bar booth.
Instead of her tight red working dress she wore last night to exaggerate her curves, the woman wears a black one that contrasts even more against her snow-white skin and hair.
"I didn't get to fully introduce myself yesterday. My na is Elen. I watched your match and was very impressed. It looks like there's a new top tier legacy fighter in town; Mr. Fla Emperor."
The corners of her lips curl as she says my fighter na.
My gaze narrows, and I finally get to use appraisal and inspect the woman that disappeared from my sight last night.
A few readings pop up in my mind's eye; [Lv. 344] and [Mana Imbuent][Legendary Grade].
The mystery of how she's able to add buffs to food items, and most likely the trees in this place too, is explained in an instant.
There's nothing too special about this woman, but she's clearly a competent businesswoman and respected by the locals. On top of that, she's interested in , so I'll play along.
I respond.
"Oh yeah? You watched the matches? Do you usually introduce yourself to all your premium custors?"
She takes a slow step forward.
"Not all of them, but you spike my curiosity. I've never had a custor consu more mana than they paid for in a single night. I keep close track of the energy in this establishnt and can't fathom where it's all gone."
Her eyes lock with mine, and she cos to a halt less than a ter from my face.
I let out a sigh, thinking this was going in a different direction.
"So what, you want to pay extra or sothing?"
She smirks.
"No, no. It wasn't much, just the cost of doing business. You're welco back anyti. Just know, we offer many other goods and services here as well that may co in handy for a hunter like you. The two most popular ones would be temporary buff enhancent pills or discreet housing to disappear and heal with no questions asked.
"How much for one of each of your strongest buff enhancent pills? I'd be interested in that, nothing else is necessary right now."
The tension of her elusive arrival and my attempt for a sneaky exit deescalates as I purchase 10 small red pills that boost all stat points by 30% and increase mana absorption rate by 15% for 3 hours. I transfer 5 gold credits over to her wristband and place the pills into my pocket, but underneath my disguise, they go straight into my item storage.
According to Elen, they can't stack; each ti a new one is consud, the 3-hour countdown just resets back up to full.
I'm interested in examining these later and trying to recreate them with my crafting skill, making a quick deal with her here may also but in better faith for future business. It's better to be rembered as the new legacy fighter that is ready to do business than a spoiled young man that cos in paid for by a friend and absorbs as much mana as they can.
I nod and turn to leave after our quick interaction.
"Hey, if the other legacy fighters ask where I've gone off to so early, just tell them I'm off to continue looking for my friends. Maybe I'll show up to the event tonight, but if not, that just ans I've found what I'm looking for."
She gives a nod.
"Of course, I look forward to seeing you again."
"Likewise, maybe I'll see you soon."
At this line, I walk out the door and back into the city within the golden walls.
The first step I take, there's a moving sidewalk nearby, and small golden arrows with shop nas guiding city-goers to any specific place they wish to travel to. As I round a corner, one of the pathways on the opposite side of the street sports a small platinum-colored arrow.
I hop off this one and get on the route that will take to the entrance gate of the platinum walls.
The streets are much quieter right now than they were last night.
Almost no hunters, businessn, or high-class shoppers are on the street at this ti of day. I assu most of them left the city last night to avoid the tax or are sleeping in still from the long night.
Artifacts, gear, and magical items line the shopping windows as I continue to pass them. The price tags range anywhere from 10 to upward of 100 gold. I even scan a few items on the way past to see a few break 100% buffs. However, the pricing is a bit unreasonable. I can easily farm gear like this for free or craft even better gear once I have the raw materials ready and a mont free to relax.
Right now, I only have one thing on my mind; using the money in my balance to make my way into the inner wall. I have just over 12 platinum, it's barely enough to make my way in. Spending exorbitant amounts would not be a good idea even if the gear looks incredible. Which many of them do.
Finally, I make it to the platinum gates and, just like the silver and gold, there are two knights in shimring platinum-colored armor standing in front of it.
I hop off the moving sidewalk and raise my wristband in the air. Imdiately one of the knights steps forward and moves a tablet close to my wrist to scan in.
It goes off a light dinging sound, and the reflection of a green light is visible in the glossy armor of the knight. Simultaneously, the Platinum gate opens slowly behind them and the knight that scanned in steps back into his previous position.
Neither of them say a word as I slowly walk through the open doors.
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