A few minutes later, the convoy set off again.
Felix's horse had died, but the carriage only carried two people and no goods, so abandoning the carriage and walking wasn't an issue, especially with Xia Ya accompanying them.
They were summoned by Burkeville to Astan City to handle a batch of "important goods."
Yes, it was Yveline's spoils of war.
Burkeville, like parents asking for a child's New Year money, told Mia, "I'll handle it for you first, just let know if you need money," and smoothly acquired that batch of ancient and dieval magical equipnt.
The priestess girl believed it without question.
In the world of Illusory Realm, civilization is constantly refreshed and restarted by Synlos, so modern people don't necessarily have the deep accumulation of ancient ones.
So when a weapon gets old and is labeled as dieval or ancient, regardless of its strength, it's definitely expensive.
Most of Yveline's spoils were such antiques, so they could at least sell for half a year's tax revenue in Astan City. Burkeville was planning to make a big splash this ti.
He wanted to hold a tender.
Felix and ndelssohn represented the Sun Elf rchants, with Felix handling trade negotiations and ndelssohn responsible for appraisal and pricing. The two were a team, competing against representatives from other large trading companies.
Lef's four-person team was still following along. Although Lef was no longer a rcenary, she had developed a strong interest in Xia Ya, sticking close to him and asking questions like a little tail.
The key to leaving the Starter Village was to gain enough reputation. Lef was born around South Sea Town, and logically, she should have participated in a counterattack against the seafood people's invasion to gain enough reputation...
But she didn't.
Lef just completed the beginner's guide tasks and left the village.
She simply saved the wounded.
By making potions, cleaning wounds, and bandaging, she shuttled between the front line and the rear, saving ten people to complete the task.
From Xia Ya's perspective, it would take less than five minutes to finish.
But she spent two days and nights, personally bandaging every wounded soldier in an entire team by the seaside. The soldiers affectionately called her the "battlefield angel."
She was like the Illusory Realm's version of Nightingale, quickly maxing out her reputation and then becoming a rcenary, smoothly receiving a task to leave the village.
Xia Ya sighed deeply.
Players are indeed a formidable species.
He stored away Krulu's corpse, which would be useful back in the city.
They encountered a few more waves of monsters along the way, all easily dealt with by Xia Ya.
But sothing felt strange.
How to put it, his last serious battle was at the end of the 177th cycle, a fierce fight with Synlos (barely hanging on).
Now suddenly facing such low-level battles felt a bit uncomfortable.
But his discomfort seed astonishingly impressive to the NPCs.
Felix and ndelssohn, having seen the world, could recognize levels as if they had built-in identification skills. Thus, Xia Ya was regarded as a being of level thirty or forty, praised to the skies with words never repeated.
In contrast, Lef's words were more pleasant.
"Amazing!"
"Aweso!"
"Xia Ya is invincible!"
Simple and pure.
...
As the sun was setting, they arrived at Astan City.
"Master Xia Ya, I truly regret having to part ways with you here, but I have important duties that I must attend to."
If these words ca from a cute girl, Xia Ya would definitely say, "No problem, we can et again later."
But it was Felix who said them.
"Get lost, quickly."
The ruder Xia Ya was, the more comfortable Felix felt, as if Xia Ya's rudeness was a sign of respect.
"Right away, right away, Master Xia Ya. May I ask, what do you plan to do with your spoils?"
"Sell them."
"Oh, oh, in that case, you can co to the Dawnlight Trading Company's auction house anyti. Just ntion my na, and you'll receive the most distinguished treatnt!"
"Got it, now get lost."
"Yes, yes, I'm leaving now!"
Turning around, Felix started bossing the rcenaries around.
"You three stupid pigs, hurry up and get out of Master Xia Ya's sight!"
Brusolo's rcenaries, having completed their task, didn't care about his attitude. The older man with a big beard stepped forward, pushing Felix aside, and the fat rchant dared not say a word.
The big bearded man walked straight up to Xia Ya and pounded his chest three tis.
"Thank you, stranger."
Xia Ya returned the gesture, saying, "May the Seven Saints protect you, and may the departed rest in peace."
Among the NPCs in Illusory Realm, there's a saying: "An elf's promise is as precious as a dragon's treasure, but in front of Brusolo's rcenaries, everything pales in comparison."
He had once hired Brusolo's rcenaries with a large sum of money to attack Synlos's lair, and they fought to the last man without a single deserter.
In the BAD ENDING of the eleventh cycle, these rcenaries held out longer than the United Holy Nation's army.
They were truly respectable people.
All the NPCs left, and Lef looked pitifully at Xia Ya.
Xia Ya ignored her, walked into a clothing store, bought a cloak, and then headed to a secluded corner.
The next second, when Xia Ya reappeared, there was another person beside him.
"Huh!? A-a-a magic trick?" Lef exclaid.
"Want to grab a drink?" Xia Ya asked her.
Lef cautiously took half a step back.
"What do you want?"
Xia Ya looked her up and down, then shook his head.
"Never mind."
"…"
Lef stood there in a daze for several seconds.
"I-I-I didn't an it that way!"
"Then what do you want?" Xia Ya asked.
"I... I don't want anything either!"
Xia Ya: "…???"
Lef burst into giggles as soon as she spoke.
"So amusing..." she muttered softly.
This kid seed like she had never told a dirty joke before.
Xia Ya: "Ti is precious. Either we chat, or I'm leaving. The world is big, and we might et again if fate allows."
"I... I have sothing to say, but... but..."
Lef stamred for a long ti before finally squeezing out a sentence:
"Can I... can I thank you offline? My mom says you should thank people when they help you, but the system took all my money, and I don't have anything else... Can I buy you a cup of tea with milk?"
Xia Ya was a bit stunned. Aren't you afraid of being tricked into eating Hot Spicy Soup with such naivety?
"Sorry, it's not convenient for ."
"Ah... oh... then, bye-bye... thank you! I'll find another way to thank you next ti!"
With that, Lef logged off.
—Offline...
Xia Ya muttered the word, suddenly feeling curious.
—What do I look like offline... a skeleton with long, dirty hair and tubes sticking out? I haven't logged out for so long; I must look like Old Man Tong...
"So, you like this type of girl?" the Dark Elf asked.
"No, I like big-chested ones."
"Oh, oh, I see, you're after the cow priestess, aren't you!"
She seed to have suddenly grasped the essence of the issue.
"She's just a kid, co on, do I look like that kind of pervert?" Xia Ya couldn't help but ask.
In all honesty, his behavior had been quite normal, right?
Yveline scrutinized him carefully.
"I think you do. You'd definitely make a move on her."
"Then congratulations, you guessed right."
"Hah... is that so..."
The Dark Elf's smile was hidden under the cloak, her eyes gleaming with excitent.
[Yveline's favorability towards you has increased.]
Tsk, as expected of a follower of Synlos.
The Dark Elf was imagining things that would make any child lose control.
But that wasn't important.
Xia Ya took her hand.
Yveline initially resisted slightly, but soon went along with it.
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