’Now let’s start breaking the market.’
With that, Ignotus began to hit one shop after another.
His first ’bad intention’ was to abuse this place as much as he could!
Using his Beholding Eyes, he searched for whatever Divine Relic that had been sitting on display for weeks, the items that rchants had yet to fully understand.
Most weren’t anything good, truly, but eventually he found sothing.
A stall that sold what looked like a cracked silver coin.
"Ten silver; it might be useless, but it’s still a Divine Relic."
Ignotus flipped it, stared through it, and put ten silver coins in the rchant’s hand.
"Yeah. I’ll take it."
The rchant quickly put the coins in his pouch, afraid that Ignotus would take them back.
"You realize this thing enhances any fortune spell cast within its radius, right?"
Sothing that he certainly wouldn’t~.
"...What?"
Leaving the poor rchant in a daze, he walked ten paces to the next stall and tossed the sa Divine Relic on the counter.
"I’m selling this for one gold."
The rchant blinked.
"W–wait—who’d buy—"
Divine chains materialized from above, latching onto Ignotus.
"I swear a Rune Oath that this Divine Relic, Coin of Luck, amplifies a bearer’s Fortune spells."
The man’s eyes went wide as the chains disappeared.
"Sold!"
And just like that, profit was made.
’I’ll be so rich by the end of this~.’
Next, Ignotus found a bronze mirror with faint etchings along the rim.
The vendor said it could reflect one light spell away from the user.
That was cute.
It was actually capable of returning any Elent directed at it, as long as the user bore that sa Elent as a Rune.
He bought it for thirty silver and sold it for sixty.
The markup wasn’t as high as he’d like, but that was to be expected.
Even though they had hidden or extra functions, most of these Divine Relics weren’t all that good, the cooldown and required conditions making it too botherso to be actually useful.
Still, he continued, and it gave him an addictive rush, even better than the system’s Ordination-up screens.
No doubt if it were anyone else, they would’ve lost themselves in this.
Thankfully, Ignotus had a lot more self-control than the normal man.
He wouldn’t spend nearly the entire day doing this, right?
...right?
’Wrong.’
Ignotus went at it until there were no more stalls to check out.
He would get them all!
A snail that could channel whispers over long distances and into a specific area?
He bought it for thirty, bought another for the sa price, and was about to sell them as a set for ninety, only to change his mind and pocket them into his inventory.
Both snails could talk directly to each other.
It was much like phones on the Second Stratum he was used to, only wireless and mobile.
Ignotus had to keep them.
But that was an uncommon sight.
Because, well, most of those he sold were like the Lantern of Eos.
A small, soot-stained lamp that one old rchant claid was "too dim to be worth lighting."
What he didn’t know was that the lantern’s fla grew brighter the more its bearer wanted it to be dimr, much like Lykos, a Divine Relic that embodied his personality to the letter.
When Ignotus lit it, and the entire stall turned daylight white, the poor man nearly fainted.
He paid two silver coins for it and sold it for fifty.
Many others that he found after that, even with the knowledge his Beholding Eyes provided, still wouldn’t be normally bought, but Ignotus bought them anyway. He already had a few buyers lined up, as many were loudly searching for a Relic with a particular use and requirents.
By evening, the market had gone absolutely mad.
Prices constantly fluctuated; rchants who thought themselves smart tried to copy his moves, while buyers hunted for "the man with the Eyes," wanting the help of the one who could see through their Divine Relics better than the Divine Forgers themselves.
And sowhere in the chaos, Ignotus stood, watching the panic spread.
He’d done it; he’d broken the market.
’You realize...’
Eris giggled a little.
’That by tomorrow, the prices will mostly reset, right?’
’That’s fine.’
Ignotus stretched with a satisfied yawn.
’It’s not my goal to crash it indefinitely.’
She humd.
’Only until you get your money, hm?’
His grin widened.
’You got ... it’s called entrepreneurship, you know?’
Eris didn’t know, and it seed like She didn’t want to know.
’Sure. You’ve done well, but I don’t think they’d allow you to do it again.’
Ignotus nodded in agreent.
’Yeah, like those two Houses in the land war. I’m sure that from now on, these rchants will better research their Divine Relics, maybe even drop by a proper Divine Forger.’
She chuckled at his words and repeated earlier ones:
’Bad intentions pave better roads.’
Sothing that had him laugh out loud.
Though not for too long, as he was suddenly interrupted.
Ding!
’Hm?’
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║NEW SOUL GLYPH ACQUIRED!║
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[Trade God’s Disciple.]
[Description: The bearer carries the whisper of the Trade God. When facing those of a lower Class, their will bends subtly toward generosity, compelling them to offer a finer deal, gift, or concession within their ans.]
[Requirents: Receive rcury’s Favor.]
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Ignotus stared at the glowing text before exhaling another laugh.
’Yeah. That makes sense.’
It wasn’t too surprising that he’d gotten this Soul Glyph.
Much like Son of Lelantos and Trickster, he achieved a feat worthy enough to acquire it.
There was no doubt that his Soul Glyph Rule Breaker helped with this in so way, or perhaps it was the truth he saw.
Otherwise, everyone in the realm would’ve gotten many a Soul Glyph as he did, or at least one or two on average, but that didn’t matter to him, at least not right now.
The requirents confird to him sothing obvious.
’My kin are watching even when beyond life.’
Indeed, as Eris said, the Lower Gods, though most were considered dead, had so part of Themselves remain, and those ’parts’ liked to stay around Ignotus, finding him a hot commodity to invest in.
’Perhaps the realm has finally seen your value.’
His Goddess’s voice sounded truly amused.
’Even the God of Trade Himself has blessed your scams.’
"Scams?"
Ignotus revealed his pouch from his inventory, jingling with coins.
"No, no, no, as I said, it’s entrepreneurship."
Though he didn’t count them, he was sure that it was at least more than seven gold.
If seven gold didn’t sound like a lot, then one would only need to lower the material.
One tier made it seven hundred silver, while another made it...
’Seven thousand bronze coins.’
Wasn’t it only a few days ago that he had only a couple of coppers to his na?
’Oh, how ti flies~.’
Ignotus looked up at the golden sky above the city, still buzzing with the day’s chaos.
’Next, we buy that ring.’
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