[Your relationship level with Hairtoe dropped from Strangers to Ruffian!]
“Huh?” Leonel was confused. He did know about the relationship level of NPCs because Ren explained it to him before, but he didn’t know nor care about the gravity of such things.
“Ruffian?” Leonel muttered.
He looked at Ren and tilted his head with a flower sprouting over it and a wolfish smile on his lips. “Ren, I think the ugly gno doesn’t like .”
Ren smacked his hand over his face, and he imdiately pushed Leonel back to the Fairy when Hairtoe was about to wrestle Leonel to the ground.
“Leo, why don’t you look at the items here while I speak with Hairtoe? I need to have my subclass first.”
“Fine. Fine,” Leonel said without a care and went over to the Fairy. Rubbing his hands together, he said, “Show
what you’ve got.”
The Fairy bead, cheeks full and lips pouty. “Here you go!”
‖ C L A S S L E S S
M E R C H A N T ‖
?? I T E M S
● Elixir (100 000 gil)
–– the highly sought-after Miracle Elixir!
–– restore HP and MP to full
● Full HP Potion (5 000 gil)
–– restore HP to full
● Full MP Potion (10 000 gil)
–– restore MP to full
● Panacea (5 000 gil)
–– heals all status effect
?? W E A P O N
● Excalibur (4 700 000 gil)
–– a one-handed sword that only true knights may wield.
–– STR
47
?? A R M O R (4 000 000 gil)
● Platinum Armor
–– a silvery armor that is a sight to behold
–– DEF
40
?? S H I E L D
● Platinum Shield (2 000 000 gil)
–– a silvery shield that is a sight to behold.
–– HP
20 000, DEF
20
?? A C C E S S O R I E S
● Fairy Shoes (2 000 000 gil)
–– this set of winged shoes will fly you wherever you want to go
–– ignore terrain restrictions
–– DEF
4, AGI
10
● Platinum Gauntlets (500 000 gil)
–– its silvery shine is a sight to behold
–– HP
10 000, DEF
10
● Queen Fairies Plu (40 000 000 gil)
–– a fallen feather from the Queen of Fairies.
–– SUMMON, Titania, the Queen of Fairies
‖ E N D ‖
“Whoa! What the heck?! What’s up with all these zeros? They’re all fucking expensive!” Leonel checked his 2 435 gil before looking at the Fairy with a gaping mouth. “Who the heck could afford this?”
No one. Ren thought.
The items the Classless rchant sells were mid to late-ga items, so of course, the ludicrous price tag. And the items changed, matching the race and class to the player inspecting their wares.
However, having those items early on would surely catapult you to the top. Too bad that by the ti the in-ga currency was introduced, the Classless rchant was already roaming the whole ARCADIA and would take extre LCK to reencounter them.
Even Ren, the head of the information gathering departnt, didn’t know where they would appear next.
In the past, when the in-ga currency was taking effect, those who did encounter them early in the ga suffered hair loss from frustration. Because they t at random, most didn’t bring enough money for their items, and it was forever the regret of their lives.
If they only acquired those items, they’d surely be one of the tops in rankings in the middle and later part of the ga.
Ren left Leonel with the Fairy and walked towards Hairtoe.
“Is that ugly dwarf your friend?” Hairtoe asked the mont he saw Ren in his line of sight.
Ren could say ‘no’ because he was afraid his relationship level with Hairtoe would plumt to Ruffian, and he wouldn’t give him the Arcanist Subclass.
But . . .
“Yes,” answered Ren without a hint of regret. He owed too much to Leonel to ignore him again.
He’d rather take the strenuous quest to beco an Arcanist than pretend that he and Leonel didn’t know each other all for the sake of a ga.
Hairtoe’s face wrinkled into a frown. “Tell him never to set foot in front of , or I’ll cut his beard with my ‘large pointy nose.’ HMP!”
Augh . . . Ren was glad that there wasn’t a drop in their relationship level, but Hairtoe was like Leonel. They’re both immature and short!
“Hmm . . . I see that you’re still a mortal.” Hairtoe rubbed his pointy chin and looked at Ren up and down.
Finally, Ren thought.
Hairtoe’s face grew solemn as he sat straight on the driver’s seat and leaned towards Ren before speaking with a grating voice.
“Allow
to tell a tale, adventurer.”
Here were go. Ren didn’t want to skip and risk his relationship dropping and lose this once-in-a-lifeti opportunity to get the Arcanist Subclass this early ga.
Actually, if a player with an already existing subclass approached Hairtoe, the latter would just snob the forr and pretend to sleep in the driver’s seat of his wagon.
“My na is Hairtoe, and I was a gno adventure myself, like you lad. One day I stumbled across an interesting magical item during my career as a rcenary.”
“Didn’t you say you’re an adventurer?” Ren cut in.
“Shush! Let
finish first.”
Ren pursed his lips tight.
Hairtoe coughed before he continued, “As I was saying. I was a gno treasure hunter. Finding lost forgotten relics was my ga.”
Augh . . .
“Behold, this is the Lost Necklace of the Gods!” Hairtoe said and showed Ren the necklace on his neck.
“This would allow ordinary mortals like you into the path of Godhood!”
I doubt it. Ren thought, though his face was still listening to Hairtoe’s nonsense seriously.
“I had traveled across villages, towns, cities, kingdoms, realms and had aided many beings like you into the path of Gods. Now . . . it’s your turn, adventurer. Are you ready to beco a God?”
Augh . . . that line was so cheesy, but Ren still managed to nod his head. He couldn’t even speak from the hives erupting on his skin, and it wasn’t brought about by his soon-to-be subclass, that was for sure.
Hairtoe nodded.” Hmm . . . very good. Then place your hand over the crystal and call upon your heart’s desire!”
My desire is money. Ren thought and placed his palms over Hairtoe’s necklace.
–– others fear the unknown, but you embraced it. Death is your ally, and everything rots are within your grasp.
–– ti is but a number, and you mold it in the palm of your hands.
–– past, present, future. None of that matters in your eyes of all-knowing.
–– the brain is your weapon, and knowledge is your power.
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