"Show me your best weapon," Aldred said.
Avre took a deep breath before she nodded and led them to the deepest floor.
When she pushed open the gate, they entered a wide round hall, but there was no item there.
Except one.
In the center of the room, on a pedestal, a majestic sword lay dormant. It seemed like a sword only worthy to be wielded by a king. It radiated out a golden aura, as though it could cut through anything.
As Aldred stepped forward, the sword flashed. A shimmering light went through the blade, and the golden aura intensified Then, with a faint sound, the sword drew itself from its pedestal, gliding through the air toward Aldred. It stood tall as if it was a king looking down at its subordinates.
Then, when Aldred summoned the Phantom Doomblade once again, the golden aura from the blade faded. It shook then lowered itself.
"Sword of the King bowed?" Avre was shocked to see this. The Sword of the King was known to judge anyone it encountered and would decide if they were worthy to held him. Its always oozed out an aura of pride and arrogance, but now it looked like a sheep under a lion's claw.
"I have never seen this sword do anything else," Avre said. "The Sword of the King always rules the other swords with a fierce will of iron."
"Has it ever act like this before?" Aldred asked.
"Never. I don't think that the Sword of the King ever do this before."
The Phantom Doomblade flew out of his hand and met the Sword of the King blade to blade.
"They seemed to be communicating with each other," Aldred said.
Avre was silent.
A few seconds later, the Sword of the King melted into liquid form and was absorbed by Phantom Doomblade.
"W—what!?" Avre trembled. How could have this happened.
"Doomblade, what did I tell you about consuming items inside a store?"
The blade made a gesture of shrugging its hilt, saying that it did not care.
"Uhh, sorry about this. We will pay for it," Aldred said. He was still puzzled and felt a little bad for Avre. She had put so much time to finding these weapons and now she was losing her possessions because him.
"It's fine," Avre hesitantly said.
"No, I have to pay for it."
"How much was it?"
"It's supposed to cost 10,000 Epic Crystal."
"10,000 Epic Crystal?" Aldred's jaw almost dropped if not for him to hold himself.
"O—okay, take my Golden Emblem." Aldred handed out the golden emblem, praying that there is enough money inside.
Avre took out a small stone tablet and put the emblem inside the slot. The payment was confirmed.
Aldred let out a breath of relief inside when that happened. He took his emblem back and looked at his Phantom Doomblade. 'I am going to spank you later.'
"S—so would you like to take a look at our pills collection?"
Now that he had paid over 10,000 Epic Mana Crystals, Aldred was sure that the Golden Emblem contained much more money inside. He wondered how much was the exact amount of crystals was inside this emblem. Herakas was a powerful Adamantite Rank Dragonkin. Someone of his caliber must have tremendous amount of wealth.
"Sure," Aldred replied.
They put the unexpected event to the back of their head. Aldred put Phantom Doomblade back in his inventory, but before that, he noticed the red aura had a tinge of gold in it.
Avre led Aldred and the others to the pills section. After entering, Aldred breathed in, savoring the smell of medicine.
"It smells nice in here."
"Our pills are of the most highest qualities, so of course the smell would be nice. And unlike most pills, our products taste sweet."
"That's wonderful. What are the price range?"
"Each pill could cost 70 to 5,000 Epic Mana Crystals."
"What are their effects?"
"Well, this Soaring Dragon Pill cost 3,000 Epic Mana Crystals and it could break open the talent limitation in your body. Basically, if you are born with mediocre talent and stuck in Silver Rank for a long time, you can consume this pill to break through."
"I see." Aldred did not need that as his Party System break all talent limitation. So as long as he added his friends to the party, they could level up along with him.
So in his eyes, the pill was worthless, though he understood that for many people, this pill would be very valuable.
Avre pointed to another pill. "This is Golden Wing pills. Just like its name suggested, it gives the user the power to summon a pair of golden wing similar to that of a dragonkin."
"Interesting."
"This one lets the user to summon dragon scales to cover one's body, effectively increasing your defense."
"This one let you grow your muscle as strong as that of a dragon if you keep consuming it everyday with enough dose. A dragon's muscle will increase your speed, strength, and power."
"Have someone bought these pills from you before?" Aldred asked.
"We received lots of orders all the time. From sects, guilds, cults, nobles, merchants, and anyone that has money will order something from me."
"I see." Aldred grabbed a spirit fruit from his inventory and ate it as he looked around.
"I noticed you have an extraordinary amount of Spirit Fruit. Would you be willing to sell some for me?"
Aldred's business sense tingled. "How much are you willing to pay?"
"250 Epic Mana Crystals for each Spirit Fruit."
Aldred pretended to frown. "I have to pass."
Avre did not expect Aldred to refuse the offer so quickly. Usually her clients would offer a counter offer or something else, but Aldred looked uninterested.
"Then, what about 260?"
"Forget about it, miss Avre. Why don't you explain us about the pills?"
"300! No, what about 500 for each Spirit Fruit?"
"Sorry, miss Avre. But these pills looked more interesting than your offer."
Avre clenched her fist. "Okay, 1,000 for each spirit fruit."
Aldred looked at her with a weird expression. He then looked troubled and then sighed heavily. "Fine. I will agree to this because my sword accidentally consumed yours."
Avre nodded a bunch of times in excitement. Thankfully Aldred ate the Sword of the King. If not for that he would not agree to this deal. She just made a killing!
Aldred laughed inside. Little did she knew that she was playing with the devil all along. He then opened a portal and dozens of spirit fruits fell to the floor. "Here are 130 Spirit Fruits."
"According to your decided price, it would cost you 130,000 Epic Mana Crystal."
Avre nodded and transferred the crystals into the emblem.
'Hehe. I just make a killing,' both Aldred and Avre thought inside.
Both thought that they got the other side fooled. Both thought that they other side lose.
But in reality. Everyone made money.
"Now that's done why don't you show us the pills again," Aldred said.
"Sure." Avre led Aldred and everyone else and explained each pills one by one.
