Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 387 - 151 Blacksmith and City Lord_2

Truly fitting for the Dark Market. There was everything one could imagine for sale, a real eye-opener. Prime meat! A mature wolf, once skinned, boned, and stripped of other parts, only yielded about a dozen or so pounds of it. One thousand pounds of prime meat meant nearly one hundred mature wolves! It seemed that not only in Duke Ferdinand’s Territory, but people from other places were also placing increasing value on food. Prime meat had already replaced Divine Grace Coins as the hard currency of the Dark Market, and I estimate it won’t be many years before the outside world follows suit.

However... Carl’s gaze shifted, pondering. Although the people in the market all had peculiar auras, most of them were still at the Great Knight stage. There were not many who possessed First Order strength, even fewer at the First-order Middle Stage, and so far, I haven’t encountered any First Rank Late Stage beings.

Although the people in this world might possess some Curios or Secret Skills, giving them the ability to overcome stronger opponents despite their weaknesses. Like Conni. But he’s First-order Middle Stage and has many Wizard methods, so by any account, he’s considered a master in the market.

DANG...

DANG!

The clanging sound brought Carl back to his senses.

At the end of the market, a building larger than the others was shaking rhythmically.

Hmm? Not a building! But a person! A towering giant, over seven meters tall.

The giant was hirsute and half-crouching, holding a massive hammer, tirelessly forging a weapon. As he swung his arms and his hair quivered, arm-thick chains revealed themselves. One end of the chains stretched into the earth below, while the other end kept him firmly in place, allowing only enough movement to swing his hammer. He wasn’t half-crouching; he was kneeling. It was the blacksmith Gando!

In Carl’s perception, the giant before him was like a blazing sun, radiating terrifyingly potent energy. Second Order? No! It’s very likely Third-tier!

DANG...

The sound of hammering abruptly paused.

The hair around the giant’s face parted, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes staring intently at Carl.

"Young man, don’t probe me with your peculiar methods, or else... my hammer will fall on you next."

With that, his arm rose abruptly and crashed down.

DANG!

The terrifying boom spread throughout the entire market. Sparks scattered, the ground shook, and Carl’s body instinctively tensed. An extreme sense of oppression made it difficult for him to breathe; for a moment, even his thoughts seemed to stall.

Terrifying! Frightening! It was purely physical force, yet it made my heart race and my Abyss Bloodline tremble.

"Sorry."

After steadying himself, he bowed and said, "Honorable Gando, please forgive my momentary curiosity."

"Curiosity?" Gando snorted coldly, his voice resonating like muffled thunder in Carl’s ears. "That word has killed I don’t know how many powerful beings, but I doubt you’ll remember."

With that, he snorted again.

"I can forge, repair, and upgrade weapons here, as well as sell Dharma Seals. You can exchange Great Divine Grace, soul fragments, or prime meat for them."

"Great Divine Grace?" Carl looked up. "Senior, what do you need Great Divine Grace for?"

"Obviously, to live." Gando averted his gaze, no longer paying Carl any heed as he continued to hammer the weapon in his hand, muttering, "Everything is for the sake of living!"

Living?

Carl wanted to inquire further, but the other’s indifferent attitude showed he wasn’t willing to discuss it more.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Senior, what kind of Dharma Seals are sold here?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Two kinds." Gando didn’t stop his hammering. "Eagle Eye and Rapid Movement. Each costs ten thousand pounds of prime meat or ten Knight-level soul fragments."

"Eagle Eye? Rapid Movement?" Carl frowned. "Senior, these two Dharma Seals are too common, and their Tier is very low. They don’t seem to be worth the price."

"Hmph!" Gando huffed lightly. "My Dharma Seals are of a better Tier than the ones outside, and they’re fresh, giving you a good chance to comprehend new abilities from them."

?

Carl was skeptical.

"Senior."

He took out a High-quality Beast Pill and presented it. "How much prime meat can this substitute?"

"High-quality Beast Pills." Gando actually recognized them; a glance was all he needed. "Five hundred pills for one Dharma Seal."

"...Okay!" Carl gritted his teeth. "I want the Eagle Eye Dharma Seal."

With a wave of his hand, he took out all the High-quality Beast Pill stock from his storage space, neatly arranging the boxes filled with them. A large part of this stock belonged to the store; after taking it out, he would need to think of a way to replenish it once he returned.

"Good." Gando’s voice held a hint of a smile.

He finally let go of the hammer, reached into the void with one hand, and plucked out a battered corpse.

Casually tearing off a strip of flesh from it, he threw it down.

"Here! Eagle Eye Dharma Seal!"

As he waved his hand, the corpse disappeared.

Hmm? The Dharma Seal came like this?

Carl watched, dumbfounded.

"What?" Gando grabbed the hammer again. "Surprised?"

"Indeed, somewhat surprised." Carl came back to his senses, took the strip of flesh, and said with a complex expression, "The Dharma Seal actually comes from someone else’s corpse?"

"The corpse of a strong person contains their essential power. After simple processing, it becomes the Dharma Seal in your hand." Gando’s voice was placid. "When I die, I guess I could be made into a strength-enhancing Dharma Seal too."

"You’re a bit late. Decades ago, I had a superior-grade Dharma Seal for sale here."

A superior-grade Dharma Seal. Naturally, it was from the corpse of someone even stronger in life. No wonder the number of Dharma Seals produced by the Duke Territory has been dwindling in recent years; they must be running out of corpses.

"Heh..." Carl shook his head and ventured to ask, "Senior, do you have any Holy Skills for sale?"