Chapter 293: Suoerding, Transaction Reached

Three days later.

On the second floor of the Adventurer Association, in a quiet small transaction room.

Xia Nan sat alone on a small sofa in the room, with his 【Iron Stomach Flail】 placed squarely in the center of the table like a tea table in front of him, and a cup of tea provided free by the association, which was steaming, placed on the side near him.

He didn't have much research in this area, but compared to the tea leaves he had tasted in his previous life, the leaves in the cup in front of him were obviously larger, floating on the surface of the hot water like whole leaves, almost covering the entire cup mouth.

The taste was not bad; while emitting the fragrance of green plants, it was slightly sweet.

He didn't know where to buy it, or how much it sold for.

If he had a chance later, he could ask Moli; when he went out to adventure and set up camp at night later, sitting by the campfire and brewing a beautiful cup, it should be quite enjoyable.

Right now, the reason Xia Nan was sitting here was naturally for his 【Iron Stomach Flail】 consigned to the association.

To be honest, he originally thought that the 【Tide-Surging Lure Rod】 would be favored by buyers first.

After all, the so-called "fishing guy," he believed that even in this fantasy world with supernatural powers, would not be lacking.

As a nest-making artifact, even if the usage conditions were harsh, it also meant that its price would not be too high, and it was not entirely impossible to avoid, so it should be very popular.

He didn't expect that it had been hanging on the association list until now and still had no inquiries, but the 【Iron Stomach Flail】 that had only been put up for a few days had movement first.

However, it was also a good thing.

Xia Nan sat on the small sofa and took a light sip of tea.

No matter which one it was, it was good that someone bought it.

He was still 500 gold short of the full 3000 gold coins required for the longsword recasting, and he was just short of money.

Being able to get some blood back through these unused equipment was naturally the best.

He looked up at the wall clock beside him and estimated the time in his heart.

There were still twenty minutes until the agreed meeting time.

He hoped this buyer wouldn't be late...

Xia Nan thought so, his thoughts still lingering in his mind, when a pair of footsteps with a very strong sense of presence suddenly came from outside the door.

His keen perception ability and hearing, which had become increasingly sensitive with the gradual improvement of his physical fitness, allowed him to achieve a certain degree of "knowing people by hearing their voices" in a true sense.

Many times, even without close contact, he could speculate on the visitor's style of conduct and emotional characteristics just by their footsteps.

Taking a few adventurers he knew as examples:

"Green Blood" Adeline's footsteps were often capable and short, without any dragging or sticking; before the hunting day, they might have been slightly heavy and slow, looking like she had a lot on her mind, but after that "Red-maned Hobgoblin" was killed by Xia Nan, they became much better, increasingly concise and neat;

Mage Weirouer's footsteps were lighter, but often appeared hurried, as if something was pushing her forward all the time, and she couldn't delay for even a second.

And now, the footsteps coming from behind the door and gradually becoming clear gave him the first impression, first of all...

Heavy.

It was not the type that naturally brought about by a huge body size like the Shihua Xiyi, causing the ground to vibrate slightly when moving.

But a heavy footstep that was as steady and powerful as a rock on the perception level.

There was also a "clanging" hard sound of metal soles stepping on the floor while walking, and slightly heavy breathing.

Even if the other party hadn't entered Xia Nan's line of sight, he already had a rough guess about the visitor's identity and personality.

Should be a reliable warrior with a stable personality?

"Creak."

The door of the transaction room was slowly pushed open from the outside.

As expected, what came into view was a dwarf adventurer with a sturdy figure and a rough face.

Different from "Rock Hammer" Ba'en, who was said to have dwarf blood but was actually several circles stronger than an ordinary Orc,

the dwarf's figure and attire in front of him perfectly matched Xia Nan's stereotype of this race.

Five feet tall, which could be considered tall among the vast majority of his own kind, but actually only barely reached his chest; bulging muscles that were as if made of steel, even the clothes were about to burst, squeezed and piled on the thick skeleton.

Standing there, it was like a piece of granite stripped from the mountain.

Sturdy and rough.

Out of politeness and respect for the buyer, seeing the other party walk into the room, Xia Nan stood up and took two steps forward to take the initiative to reach out his hand.

"Hello, Xia Nan."

Rough and powerful.

The palm, with wide knuckles and covered with calluses and small scars, held his right hand tightly and shook it twice.

The dwarf in front of him grinned and made a hearty laugh:

"Hahaha, hello hello!"

"I heard from the association that the seller is also a professional, but I didn't expect that seeing you today, you are so young!"

"No need to be polite, just call me Suoerding."

Slightly exchanging pleasantries, without concealing his gaze, Xia Nan looked at the dwarf standing in front of him.

Undoubtedly a professional.

The solid aura he emitted was definitely not something that bottom-tier adventurers or newcomers who had just obtained professional levels could possess.

Well, it was slightly worse than Teliweilian and Laosen he had met before.

If he wasn't hiding his strength, the professional level should be around 3-4?

His age wasn't too old, but judging by that face that seemed to be carved by wind and frost and filled with traces of time, he was clearly not too young either.

Maybe he was a hundred years old?

For a dwarf with an average lifespan of up to three hundred and fifty years, it could be said to be in his prime.

In terms of specific profession, it should be a type similar to a close-combat warrior.

He was wearing a light plate armor suitable for his dwarf figure, which looked much heavier than Xia Nan's plate-chain composite armor, making his figure, which was already developing horizontally like a wooden stake, even sturdier;

he carried a wide metal round shield on his back, and he could vaguely glimpse the emblem pattern on the shield surface, but the specific style was not seen clearly due to the angle; a single-handed prism hammer refracting metallic luster hung at his waist, the quality looked very good, it was an excellent work, but it shouldn't be an enchanted weapon.

It is worth mentioning that this dwarf adventurer named Suoerding, like Ba'en, wore an exquisite braided beard that almost hung to his chest.

The dark brown, almost black beard was carefully braided into several thick braids, interspersed with a few durable copper rings cleverly, and a small piece of polished obsidian was placed at the end; it was not difficult to see that the other party should often spend time taking care of his few precious braided beards, and the overall look gave people a unique beauty of an exotic race.

"A hesitant pickaxe can never knock out sparks; time is precious, shall we start directly?"

Accustomed to being straightforward, the adventurer's career might have allowed this dwarf to learn how to communicate appropriately with other races, but having grown up in front of the furnace and anvil since childhood, he still maintained the straightforward and honest personality in the clan, hating beating around the bush and complex rhetoric. ===== CHAPTER 294 =====