610 Throwing the Die (1/2)
Upon hearing Leonard Mitchell's invitation, Emlyn didn't show any fear. He held his top hat and wore a subtle smile before entering the house without any qualms.
He didn't take off his coat, as a Potions Professor often brought several supplementary items. It wouldn't look pleasant once the concealment of these items was gone.
Emlyn sat down with his starched tailcoat, leaning back into the support as he leisurely said, ”Actually, there's no need to go through the trouble.
”If you have it, name the price; otherwise, just frankly say so.
”Of course, I'm very certain you have one.”
He chuckled as his bright red eyes reflected Leonard Mitchell's figure that didn't mind the tidiness of his getup.
The feeling of ”me knowing you have a secret, with you not knowing anything about me” left Emlyn extremely pleased as he felt a strong sense of superiority.
Leonard used his fingers to comb his raven-black hair and casually sat on the chair opposite Emlyn. He didn't show any panic or puzzlement as he said with a smile, ”At the very least, I need to know who wants it.”
”Perhaps it's me, or perhaps it's my friend,” Emlyn tipped his chin as he smiled gently.
Leonard squinted his eyes as he cocked his head, as though in thought.
Finally, he laughed.
”Alright, since you've already taken out that badge, I'll answer you frankly.
”I do have a mystical item that can be used to steal the Beyonder powers of others, but I only have that one item.
”If you wish to buy it, 7,000 pounds. No negotiation.”
7,000 pounds? A mystical item of this kind is that expensive? Although he didn't have to pay for it, Emlyn was still shocked. He nearly failed to maintain his bearing as a Sanguine.
He automatically converted how much money that could be used to exchange for dolls and doll dresses.
After two seconds of thought, Emlyn revealed a smile and said, ”I'll consider it. I'll answer you in two days.”
”Sure.” Leonard curled the corners of his lips.
After leaving 7 Pinster Street, Emlyn hired a rental carriage as though nothing had happened as he headed for the steam metro station in North Borough, before heading back to the bridge at South Borough.
Taking off his hat, he looked back at the street which had carriages and pedestrians passing through, Emlyn chuckled and took a step into the Harvest Church.
In between a tree and a black street lamp, an inconspicuous shadow suddenly moved, revealing the black-haired, green-eyed Leonard Mitchell.
His appearance was silent, but it didn't garner the attention of any pedestrians.
”Someone from the Church of Earth Mother?” Leonard frowned slightly as he muttered to himself.
He paused for two seconds before leaving Rose Street where the Harvest Church was situated.
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7,000 pounds? Why doesn't he just go rob a bank? Above the gray fog, Klein, who had received the feedback from Emlyn, nearly blurted out.
As Gehrman Sparrow, he had previously said something similar, but the two situations and the mood was completely different.
Using the bounty of the Golden Dream's third mate, Flowery Bow Tie Jodeson, as a reference, Klein inferred that a similar mystical item was worth about 5,000 pounds. Even if there was a premium, it would've maxed out at 6,000 pounds. Who knew that Leonard Mitchell would directly ask for 7,000 pounds!
Could it be an item left behind from a High-Sequence Beyonder, making the act of stealing Beyonder powers just one of its effects? No, if that's really the case, the price would start from 10,000 pounds… My dear poet, why didn't I know you as a profiteering merchant. You clearly exhibit a free and easy demeanor and showed no interest in money… Klein couldn't help but sigh.
Since he had a clue and saw a glimmer of hope and how it was something that could be resolved with money, Klein didn't wish to seek out other channels to prevent any mishaps from happening.
He quickly calculated his wealth and discovered that it was an acceptable price.
Including the 300 pounds advance from the Apothecary, the 5,400 pound bounty from Wormtongue, and the cash I got from the bodies, and subtracting the 200 pounds to be paid to Miss Magician, I have a total of 12,767 pounds in cash and 5 gold coins. This isn't including my 3 soli and 8 pence in change.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
In addition, Miss Justice will pay the 2,000 pounds she owes me before the end of the week, as well as the 1,800 pounds for the Psychiatrist characteristic. I'm actually richer than I thought I was. Even in Backlund, I can be considered a tycoon.
Klein inhaled and didn't hesitate any further. He made the cash fly out from the junk pile and land on the table.
He carefully counted 7,500 pounds in cash and placed them aside—7,000 pounds for the mystical item, and 500 pounds for Emlyn's ”hazardous pay.”
Sigh, after going through all the effort to go past ten thousand, more than half of it will be gone in an instant… Klein conjured The World and made him pose in a praying manner to inform Emlyn that there were no problems with going through with the transaction. Fifteen minutes later, a ritual was to be held to receive the bestowment from Mr. Fool.
In addition, Klein also made The World warn Emlyn to not be in a rush to complete the deal after getting the cash. He had to wait until tomorrow. This was because he was afraid that the angel from the Zoroast family inside Leonard Mitchell would sense the gray fog's aura on the cash. He wanted an ”airing” process, just like back when he gave Emlyn the badge.
Fifteen minutes later, Klein glanced at the cash pile which had shrunk by more than half and sighed before returning to the real world.