Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

Nina said: "Can you help me buy the bunch of soul grass next to me?"

Heath turned his head and quickly saw the material Nina was talking about. It was a bunch of lavender grass with stripes of patterns growing on the blades of the grass.

This is soul grass, a material that restores the power of the soul.

Nina has now been completely transformed into a soul life form, and these materials are of great help in restoring her soul power.

Heath said to himself, "Of course."

After speaking, I bought this soul grass, which itself is not an expensive material, and it cost a total of two high-level magic stones.

Nina said happily: "Thank you, thank you so much."

Heath said: "You're welcome, I promised you before, I will try my best to help you restore your soul power before sending you back, right?"

In fact, after Robert's mediation, Heath's pressure on the Patrick family has become minimal or even completely non-existent, and Nina's previous agreement with him has become dispensable.

However, Heath helped Nina not because of the threat of Patrick's family at the beginning, but because of the land of Arest and Phlan where Nina came from.

As a sorcerer, Hiss is very interested in the Academy of Arest and the Land of Flan...

"Hey, are you finished? Hurry up when you're finished." At this moment, a voice sounded in Heath's ear.

A man appeared in front of the booth. He looked like he was in his forties. He was wearing a shawl, a jazz hat on his head, and a harp on his back. He looked like a minstrel. A grey wizard.

The aisle in front of the carriage was a little narrow, and Heath was just standing in the middle again, which seemed to arouse the man's dissatisfaction for this reason.

"Oh, please."

Heath didn't talk nonsense either, and moved aside.

The man stepped forward and pointed to the banshee tied beside him: "How do you sell this banshee?"

The old witch said, "200 high-level magic stones."

The man said with a look of contempt: "200 high-level magic stones? Why don't you go grab it? 150 high-level magic stones, can you sell them?"

The old witch said angrily: "You are a hundred times more greedy than a vampire. Go to the flea wizard and have a look. I don't have the goods you want to buy here."

The man frowned and said, "180."

The old witch hesitated.

The man persuaded: "180 high-level magic stones, which is quite a lot. Although you have been domesticated as a banshee in the forest, your bloodline is of average purity. You can sell it for this price. Don't be too greedy."

The old witch struggled a bit, and seemed to be ready to agree.

"200 high-level magic stones, I want it!" But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

But I saw a young man walking by not far away.

He was wearing a long gown made of fine linen, holding a golden walking stick in his hand, dressed as a noble gentleman, and was accompanied by several young and beautiful maids.

The young man came to the booth, took out a pocket of magic stones and handed it over: "Here are 200 high-level magic stones."

However, before the old witch could take the pocket, a hand grabbed the young man's wrist. It was the bard who had bid.

The bard said: "Didn't your Excellency see it? I came first."

The corners of the young man's mouth raised a contemptuous arc,

He said arrogantly: "Buy and sell, the one with the highest price will get it. If you can't afford the price, just get out of the way!"

Saying that, he shook off the bard's hand.

The bard was furious: "You are courting death!"

During the speech, a strong mental wave gushed out from his body, and the surrounding elements suddenly became active.

"Yeah! Does anyone want to do something at Laoshu Airport?"

"Where did that young man come from? He was so bold that he even dared to provoke the wanderer Halk. Doesn't he know that guy is a lunatic?"

"There's a good show to watch now!"

Seeing that there is a good show, the surrounding wizards have all gathered here, and the place is surrounded by water in an instant.

Contrary to everyone's good deeds, Heath, who was standing in front of him, took the initiative to walk out, away from the crowd.

There should be a limit to join in the fun. The contradictions at the wizard level are not a joke if they really want to fight. He doesn't want to be affected by the fun.

Seeing that a conflict is inevitable, but at this moment.

"Stop it all for me, do you want to rebel!" A stern shout sounded from a distance.

But I saw a huge white strange bird flying over from a distance.

"Come on guard."

"Cut~ the response is really fast..."

The crowd around here scattered to the side in disappointment.

This is the keeper of the market, one of the guards responsible for maintaining the order of the market. It is a bird creature called 'Rasbolt' in the forest tribe. It belongs to the intelligent species. It has the strength of a medium wizard in adulthood. .

The bard's expression changed slightly, and he quickly put away the anger on his face.

He saluted: "Lord Rasbolt."

Under the premise of not knowing the other party's name, when dealing with forest wizards, they usually call him by their ethnic name to show respect.

The big bird landed on the tree trunk next to it, and a pair of sharp bird claws firmly grasped the tree trunk.

It glanced at the bard first: "So it's Halke?"

After a pause, it continued: "Halk, what are you doing? This is the old tree airport of Alves, all private fights are prohibited, and you don't want to be turned into a mouse and locked in the black tower, then it is best to give it immediately. I'll stop your stupid behavior."

The Alves family is a wizarding family active in this generation and is itself one of the most powerful wizarding families on this side of the West Coast.

The bard pointed at the young man next to him in dissatisfaction and said, "My lord, someone is here to interfere with the order and break the rules!"

Big Bird's eyes fell on the young man.

The young man crooked his mouth: "Cut!~"

While speaking, he took out a badge and handed it out.

After seeing the badge handed out by the young wizard, Heath, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help but be stunned.

'It's such a coincidence...'

At the same time, the big bird said with a strange expression: "Huh? It's Patrick, you are from Patrick!"

Yes, the badge that this young man handed out was the Patrick family badge with which he had a holiday.

The crowd roared.

"I said, it turned out to be from the Patrick family! No wonder it's so tugging..."

"The homeless person is planted this time."

"That's hard to say, that's the lunatic Halke..."

The young man said triumphantly, "Is there any problem?"

Big Bird's attitude has obviously changed: "This... this friend of the Patrick family, although... but this is the market of the Alves family, I hope you can abide by our rules and don't make trouble in the market. ."

The young man said, "I bought my banshee, and the business is the one with the highest price. Is there any problem?"

Big Bird frowned: "This..."

The bard next to him frowned when he saw this: "Lord Rathbult, do you want to be partial?"

Big Bird hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Halk, since you haven't completed the transaction just now, of course others have the right to buy it, is this no problem?"

The bard Halke said: "There must be a first come, first come, right?"

Big Bird thought for a while and said, "Look, no one else has sold it to you yet..."

Halke took out a bag of magic stones and handed them to the old witch on the spot: "Here are 200 high-level magic stones. I want this banshee in the forest."

However, before the old witch took it, a voice sounded again.

The young man next to him sneered: "I will pay 300."