Old John observed Shard's expression:
"This is truly a fine item. If it weren't for the fact that you were introduced by Luisa and her crew, I wouldn't have proposed this trade."
Shard was very tempted, but he kept his composure:
"And the price? Or should I say, the side effects? It can't just be that Ash Water is hard to swallow, can it?"
"Side effects? Oh, there's not much."
Old John spoke lightly:
"Just so intense spiritual contamination. The stronger the transcendent ability branded, the more severe the contamination when drinking the water. But if one can endure it at that mont, then there won't be any major issues. Detective, what do you think, want to make the exchange?"
Shard was least afraid of spiritual contamination. In his Divine Afterglow State, he could even face Saints directly, and the contamination trait of a Relic was certainly not comparable to that of a real Deity.
"Although the 'Witch's Reproduction Paper' is quite good, obviously mine is of greater value. Immortality with a cost is still immortality."
Shard knocked on the counter.
"Of course it's not a one-for-one trade. Two pieces of reproduction paper for one of your finger bones."
The old man's face was filled with a smile, he believed Shard would not refuse.
"Alright, I'll think it over a bit more."
"What's there to think over? You want to add more money? Oh, young man, I really am not making a profit off you this ti."
"No, no, no."
Shard shook his head:
"This item isn't mine to begin with. If I choose to exchange, and the other party doesn't want the 'Witch's Reproduction Paper,' where am I supposed to compensate thousands of Gold Pounds?"
He took out his wallet and paid the money for the Ti Key, putting the exquisite wooden box back into his pocket.
"Then you get back to
as soon as possible. Business here is good, I can't hold onto it for too long for you."
"I'll co back in an hour."
Shard said, and Old John waved him off, picking up a newspaper from beside him with boredom:
"Make it quick then. If you want a commission, feel free to introduce your friends to my place, Old John's Pawnshop has everything!"
He still didn't forget to pitch his business.
"You do business with the True God Church too?"
"No, I don't deal with anything related to the True God Church."
"That's a pity."
Shard's original plan was to report to MI6 right after leaving the Pawnshop. But it was still early, and there was no rule that he had to report in the morning, so he spent money again to take a carriage to the address Miss Beyas left him the night before.
As expected, on Monday morning, Miss Beath, who had legitimate work, was indeed not at ho. After Shard knocked on the door, the landlady who answered eyed him as if he were a thief, refusing to divulge Miss Beyas' whereabouts.
But thinking about it, Shard knew that if Miss Beyas was not out on a task, she was surely at the Blackstone Security Company's base. He knew the location of the security company, but what he was concerned about was whether it was appropriate for him, a Correspondence Circle Mage, to directly intrude on the True God Church's base.
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"But since I'm bound to beco more deeply involved with Miss Beath in the future, it's inevitable that I'll have to get close to that security company. It's just a matter of ti..."
He checked the items he was carrying with him and hid the "Spear of Kindness
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