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That cost 120 Imperial Gold Coins, almost one third of the 500 Imperial Gold Coins Rein had just recently acquired.
Become a part-time Pharmacist?
It’s too costly at the initial stage!
Besides, without adding Skill Points, Rein didn’t know what his success rate would be.
After purchasing all the planned materials, Rein’s mood improved.
Since he was at the Bat Market anyway, he decided to take a stroll to understand the situation better and to see if there were any witchcraft-related books available for purchase.
Soon, he saw numerous stalls selling various unidentified herbs and raw materials.
From time to time, customers would stop to scrutinize the materials closely and converse quietly with the stall owners.
Rein tried once; he pretended to look at the materials, hoping to eavesdrop, but the owner stopped talking the moment they saw Rein pause.
However, Rein wasn’t discouraged.
This was to be expected, as the Bat Market was a place for Wizard Apprentices to gather and exchange goods, meaning most of the customers were likely Wizard Apprentices.
Even a Level 1 Wizard Apprentice, with their far superior spiritual power, wouldn’t be so easily overheard by Rein.
After walking around, Rein realized that the Bat Market was not very big—just about a hundred meters long, about the size of a street.
Moreover, the items for sale were odd—things like the eyeballs of some creature, dried lizard-like creatures, and various strange plants, most of which Rein didn’t recognize.
Therefore, it was only natural that Rein wasn’t able to find anything useful.
Also, with regard to the witchcraft he was keen to collect, Rein had searched around and frustratingly found no stores solely selling witchcraft, though he had seen books similar to the ancient ones Jenny had brought in a few general stores.
Initially, Rein was quite excited, but after flipping through just a couple of pages, he realized that these ancient books were either purely travel logs or incomplete diaries of Wizard Apprentices with too many missing pages, rendering them unreadable.
That couldn’t help but disappoint Rein.
Additionally, the owners’ quoted prices left Rein speechless; these ancient books written in Akkadian were priced at several hundred Gold Coins each, and those incomplete Wizard Apprentice diaries were priced at nine hundred Imperial Gold Coins.
Checking the time, Rein decided to return to the Crowley family manor.
As Rein left the Bat Market and entered the carriage, the coachman couldn’t help but ask curiously:
“Sir, are we returning now?”
“Yes.”
“By the way, sir, why did you spend so much time at the bakery? The Baker in the master’s kitchen is much better than any in town,” said the coachman hesitantly.
Rein was taken aback by this remark.
He had seen a divination shop, not a bakery; could it be…
In an instant, Rein seemed to realize something.
Indeed, that bat symbol concealed some secrets, and it seemed only after meeting certain criteria could one see it.
Rein thought briefly that the determining criterion was very likely the Spirit Attribute.
It’s highly probable that only when a person’s Spirit Attribute reached a certain level could they see the bat symbol and the door to the divination shop, thereby gaining entry to the market.
If it were an ordinary person, they probably wouldn’t even be able to see the bat symbol, let alone find a way into the Bat Market.
Rein nodded slightly to himself, musing that this automatic selection mechanism was quite neat.
Meanwhile, on his way back to the Crowley family manor in the carriage:
Meist County City.
Inside the Norman Baron’s family manor.
With the help of Divine Blood, Dennis, who had stepped into the level of a formal Knight, was trying on formal attire with the aid of a servant.
Looking at the handsome reflection in the mirror, he was quite pleased with himself.
Shortly, he would attend a banquet at the Crowley family estate.
The theme of the banquet was to celebrate the addition of a Guardian Knight to the Crowley family.
Although Dennis was unaware of where the Crowley family had invited an official knight to serve as their family’s Guardian Knight, this didn’t particularly concern him.
Because he knew that the Crowley family’s major issue was finding a suitable marriage union, after all, no formal knight would choose to marry into the family.
Dennis had also begun preparing to advance to Magic Potions; whether in a month or three, he planned to make his move toward becoming Transcendent.
As long as he became a formal Knight, he was almost certain of securing a marriage with the Crowley family.
Jenny was far less significant in Dennis’s heart compared to the Baroness of the Crowley family—that stunning widow.
Thinking of the voluptuous lady, Dennis’s heart couldn’t help but entertain more romantic notions.
Although she wasn’t as significant as Cleya, she was more than enough for short-term mental solace.
As for Tina, her status was a bit too low; frankly, Dennis was somewhat tired of her.
Just then, his room door suddenly opened, and just as Dennis was about to reprimand the servant for their lack of manners, he saw the Norman Baron, dressed for hunting, enter.
“Dennis, you can cancel your banquet plans,” said the Baron.
“What?” Dennis was taken aback and a little confused.
“The new Guardian Knight hired by the Crowley family is Rein.”
“Rein? But I don’t know of a knight by the name of Rein,” Dennis said, frowning in thought, but still not understanding.
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