Chapter 447 - The Real Purpose of a Noble Banque (2/2)

After brandis.h.i.+ng a set of military sword techniques, the n.o.ble then cut the table. It was just like cutting tofu, the longsword chopping off one of the corners of the table without any sound.

The eyes of the native n.o.bles watching the show narrowed.

Reluctantly, he returned the longsword to Douglas and then watched as Douglas put it in the system Backpack.

Then the n.o.ble turned to Roland and asked, “Sir, how much would such a sword, including materials, cost?”

“At least two hundred.”

Hiss.

The surrounding n.o.bles were all distressed.

The figure of two hundred gold coins was too much for them, as many people’s entire possessions, including their manor and other real estates, did not add up to two hundred gold coins.

And such a weapon was actually two hundred gold coins.

It seemed that there were many more aspects of the sword that they couldn’t realize.

Still, no one found the sword expensive.

After all, oftentimes, a good set of armor would cost ten to twenty gold coins.

An epic weapon that sold for two hundred gold coins was very normal.

Roland saw that the n.o.bles’ gazes were all on him, smiled, and said, “These weapons and equipment with Sharpening enchantment and such are just minor things…”

The n.o.bles were speechless.

Sharpening enchantment could raise the price of a steel weapon at least four gold coins.

No one in Hollevin knew it yet.

Minor things… Roland’s words were quite arrogant.

“Although it has three other enchantments that I added, none of that matters…”

The n.o.bles’ expressions were even odder. It was known that enchantments occupied s.p.a.ce, and a weapon or a piece of equipment had large or small s.p.a.ce, but were relatively the same—the magic power it could hold was limited, and multiple kinds of enchantment could easily clash. After all, magic threads, veined patterns, and so on were not ordered.

On a weapon, two enchantments could skyrocket its price, and if there were more than three kinds, it would be a legendary piece of equipment (the kind ordinary people a.s.sumed to be, not the system-identified kind), and if it were four kinds… they dared not think how much gold it could sell for.

Even if all four enchantments weren’t very effective, the sheer number of added effects was still there.

Watching as they gulped, Roland continued, “What I’m really proud of is that these pieces of equipment can auto-repair… That is to say, they theoretically cannot be damaged, unless someone uses Mage’s Disjunction on them.”

The crowd was somewhat dizzy.

Equipment that could automatically repair itself?

That was equipment only the Legendary Hero Kelter had.

In the legends, Hero Kelter’s sword had this effect, and his sword was shattered at least four times during its long battles but repaired itself.

As for Mage’s Disjunction, it was Mordenkainen’s signature skill, and the G.o.ddess of Magic, Mystra, unleashed its full glory.

Back then, when Mystra became a G.o.d as a human, she blew up the epic equipment of countless elites with Mage’s Disjunction, and the entire world’s professionals all dubbed Mage’s Disjunction as Great Stripping.

It would take someone of this rank to destroy the equipment, so imagine how precious it was.

With auto-repair, it would become a family heirloom. Once invested, their children and grandchildren would benefit for a lifetime.

“I can help people with these enchantments, including auto-repair if I have time.” Roland smiled. “But you have to bring your own materials, and the crafting fee is 20 gold coins for a piece of equipment.”

The crowd was somewhat impressed. A crafting fee of 20 gold coins at a time, they could afford it.

But a n.o.ble realized the key point. “Mr. Roland, may I ask how much the materials cost?”

“If you go buy it yourself, it’ll probably cost about 150 gold coins.”

A wave of lamenting sighs was heard. The materials alone would cost 150 gold coins. This was not a service that they could afford.

Roland was quite satisfied as he looked at their expressions.

There were a limited amount of players that he could strip gold from.

However, there were many rich people in this world. Even if not in Delpon, there would be some in other cities, and even more so in the great nations outside of Hollevin.

So he said these words to advertise himself and precisely advertised to a certain demographic.

The n.o.bles loved to scurry around, and with something so interesting, they would definitely spread it around, and by then a hundred people would grow to a thousand people. He believed it would be all over Hollevin within six months.

Then, within four or five years, the n.o.bles of other countries would have heard of Delpon as well.

At that time, he would not only have a lot of practice but also a lot of money.

Roland didn’t think much of money before, and that was because there wasn’t much room to spend it.

It was different now. The magic school needed money.

More importantly… the floating city required astronomical amounts of money to build.

He couldn’t just rush to find money when he could at last build it.

A lot of things had to be prepared and planned for beforehand so that one wouldn’t get overwhelmed.

The Magic Tower helped gather information and materials, but it was not enough to rely on the Magic Tower alone for the money to buy the materials.

He had to expand his financial resources. Greatly.

Standing at the far end of the garden, in the shadows under a tree…

John Junior squeezed a wine gla.s.s and stared at Roland, his face full of despair.