Path of light

Chapter 230 231. Flower of Light

"I heard that there is a small market in the barrier village. There are many elf hunters selling magic herbs and Warcraft materials there. Roy, Sabrina, Christine, do any of you want to go out for a walk?"

Magician Scarlett held on to the rope on the hanging ladder with both hands and walked slowly from the tree house opposite.

"Miss Scarlett, I want to take a look." Roy said first.

"I want to read a book in my room..." Sabrina declined Scarlett Wizard's invitation.

"I also want to go to the small market and see if there are golden thorns for sale here!" Miss Christine said. She put on an ordinary light leather armor, a white shirt underneath, and used a scarf to cover her hair and ears. Wrap it up so it doesn't look like a Silver Moon Elf.

"Let's go quickly. Before Xindji's caravan buys up all the magic herbs here, let's see what's here!"

Miss Scarlett said immediately.

Roy passed through a slightly swaying hanging ladder and followed Miss Scarlett down the winding staircase on the tree trunk. Only then did he realize that only the three of them were going to the small market...

Miss Scarlett seemed to be very interested. She asked the hotel owner about the location of the small market, and then left the hotel with Roy and Miss Christine.

There are indeed many mixed-blood elves in the barrier village, and elves dressed in hunter attire can be seen everywhere.

Everyone wore leather armor, carried forest bows on their backs, and hung willow-leaf scimitars on their waists. Few hunters wore elf swords...

When they see Miss Scarlett and Miss Christine, these mixed elf hunters will look at them unblinkingly, from the top of their heads to the tips of their toes.

It made Miss Scarlett want to cover her face with the hood of the mage's robe.

"Why are the mixed elves here so unreasonable?" Miss Christine felt offended and whispered dissatisfiedly.

"Most of the people living here are probably mixed-blood elves. They may rarely see Silver Moon elves." Miss Scarlett replied: "Look, don't they also stare at Roy with strange eyes..."

"..."

Roy was a little speechless.

In fact, he was used to being looked at strangely by the elves.

Although he is a half-elf, his physical features are the same as those of humans, which makes him a complete alien among elves.

Fortunately, the hotel is not far from the small market, and the market is quite lively. Many mixed-blood elves have set up stalls in the forest clearing. Perhaps because a caravan is coming, the elves have prepared magic herbs and Warcraft materials. Take it out and prepare to send it to the caravan for valuation.

There are many benefits to selling herbs and materials to caravans. The caravans accept almost anything. As long as the price is negotiated, there is no magic material that cannot be sold.

The disadvantages are also obvious. The caravan's price is very low. Unless it is a few in-demand magic herbs or rare Warcraft materials such as glazed beast leather, other magic herbs and Warcraft materials will be purchased at 30% off the market price. .

Sure enough, Captain Sindeji and a group of caravan followers set up stalls in the market. On one side, they sold daily groceries and on the other side, they purchased magical herbs and Warcraft materials. The Partington plane is rich in magical herbs. All you need to do is go to the wild and look for them carefully. , you don’t have to go too far out of the village to find some low-level magic herbs. When collecting these herbs, hunters will protect part of the roots in order to wait for the magic herbs to grow back and collect them again.

Therefore, many stalls in the market here sell some magical herbs, of various qualities, fresh, dried, and ground into powder.

Secondly, there are some Warcraft leathers. The most popular ones in the small market here are wind fox leather, poisonous spider venom sacs and fangs, and griffon leather.

Here, the griffon is a third-level monster, but its leather can only be sold together with the leather of the first-level monster. The main reason is that it is too cheap.

Elves don't like griffin skins, but Barrier Village is a village rich in griffins. Although the attack power of griffins is far more powerful than dire wolves, in the eyes of the mixed-blood elf hunters in Barrier Village, griffins are the most popular in their eyes. They are still prey, just make a beautiful trap and wait for the griffin to take the bait.

Hunters will not even appear in the trap area while the gryphon is alive.

After they set the trap, they would wait patiently for the griffins to step into the trap until they were too hungry to move, and then they would try to kill the griffins.

Half of the leather of a griffon like this will be worn to tatters. The most valuable thing on the body is the magic core with the magic crystal fixed in it. Other materials are not very valuable.

Roy followed Miss Scarlett into the small market. Miss Christine squatted in front of a stall and asked the stall owner about the price of magic herbs.

Miss Scarlett also stopped in front of a stall, squatted down, and found a magic herb with red flower bones among some dried magic herbs. Although the herbs were half dry in the sun, Luo Yi could still tell that the leaves of this magical herb were somewhat like aloe vera, with strip-shaped pointed leaves, both sides covered with sharp serrations, and the leaves were thick in the middle.

Miss Scarlett brought it to her mouth and smelled it gently.

The stall owner was an elf hunter whose age could not be discerned. He was thin but his eyes were bright. When he saw Miss Scarlett picking up the magic herbs, he said: "Those are dried blood thistles, which have a slight odor." Paralyzing toxin.”

Miss Scarlett stared and asked, "How do you sell this blood thistle?"

"What you have in your hand happens to be just one plant. A plant like this costs thirty koler." The stall owner said in a calm tone.

Miss Scarlett introduced to Christine and Roy: "Blood thistle, the main material used to make anesthetics."

After saying that, Miss Scarlett looked at Roy and said to him: "Roy, as a trainee priest, you often deal with patients. Although your treatment is not painful, I think you need to prepare some Anesthetic."

Roy smiled. He was just a trainee priest. He just did it casually by treating diseases and saving people. He never thought about running into darkness on this road.

"I want all of these!" Miss Scarlett pointed to the eight blood thistles on the stall and said to the stall owner: "Two hundred Koles."

The stall owner immediately took back one blood thistle, placed seven blood thistles in front of Miss Scarlett, and said, "For two hundred kolers, you can only buy these..."

After some haggling, Miss Scarlett finally bought eight blood thistles for two hundred and twenty kolers.

When the transaction was completed, Miss Christine had already walked back from another stall. Miss Scarlett asked curiously: "Christine, what did you buy?"

"Golden Thorn." Christine said simply.

"The deal is over so soon?"

Roy asked curiously, he didn't even see the transaction process.

"The stall owner quoted the price, and I thought the price was quite right, so I bought it!" Miss Christine said calmly.

Goldenthorn is a relatively rare magical herb, and it is the main material used to make high-quality life potions.

Miss Scarlett asked about several more magic herbs, and while sighing, ‘The magic herbs here are really cheap’, she bought them in large quantities...

On the contrary, Roy became a spectator, and the three of them walked around the small market.

In order to buy the magic herb, Miss Scarlett probably spent a year's savings.

Miss Christine also spent a large sum of money on golden thorn grass.

She doesn't seem to bargain much when trading. As long as it's a golden thorn plant that she likes, she will ask the stall owner to quote a price. If the price is suitable, she will pay on the spot. If the price is not suitable, she will turn around and leave. Her attitude is decisive, even if the stall owner regrets that the price is too high. , even if I want to call Miss Christine back, she will not look back.

When passing a stall in the corner, Roy was attracted by a magic grass that looked like an ear of rice growing in a flower pot.

There are very few magic weeds grown in flower pots on the market. This one looks very wilted, with almost all of its seven strip-shaped leaves drooping downwards. The soil in the flower pot is moist and soft. But that magic grass seemed to be dying soon.

What caught Roy's attention was the faint sacred light emitting from the ears of magic grass. The light looked like a layer of white frost.

Roy stopped, and the tentacles of the Holy Light Seeds in his body quietly stretched out, absorbing the floating Holy Light particles around the flowerpot...

"It looks like your pot of magic grass won't last long."

The stall owner almost fainted when Roy opened his mouth.

"What do you know? This flower of light is just like this. It looks wilted during the day. But at night, the ears of wheat here will bloom like a table lamp, which can probably illuminate a single bed. Big place.”

The stall owner quickly introduced to Roy.

Then he added: "If you buy it, you won't have to buy a magic desk lamp. Now a magic desk lamp inlaid with moonstone on the market costs 400 kolers. This pot of flowers of light costs 100... No, you want 60 Kohler, I will sell it to you, take good care of it when you go back, maybe it can still survive!"

The stall owner's last sentence was telling the truth.

Roy reached for the money bag at his waist, but was stopped by Scarlett Magic: "Roy, this flower of light is about to die. It is not easy to feed it. Once it dies, the wheat will not grow." It shines again. Although this thing is a magic herb, it has no other value at all..."

"Although my Flower of Light is going to die, it's just...it's just too hot today. Take it back and take good care of it, and it will definitely get better."

The stall owner shouted angrily at Miss Scarlett.

"Thirty kohl, I want it!" Roy said.

"Thirty kolers is not enough capital. It is impossible for me to sell it unless you can..."

Before the stall owner finished speaking, Roy turned and left with Miss Scarlett.

The stall owner immediately stepped forward, grabbed Roy, and said with a bitter look on his face:

"Hey, wait a minute, take it away at thirty kolers, take it away!"

Roy took out thirty kolers from his wallet and bought this pot of flower of light that had grown into a spike of seeds...