Chapter 83

The next day.

Xia Nan looked at the bustling street in front of him and sniffed hard.

The warm morning breeze brushed against his cheeks, blowing away the fragrant and sweet herbal smell on his body.

On the wooden sign behind him, the shop name "Green Grass Crucible" was written.

During the mission, the deformed palm bone (a condensation of undead aura) obtained in the cemetery had just been sold by him to Ms. Edwinna.

The selling price of 20 gold coins had far exceeded expectations.

According to the shop owner, who had a head of supple long curly hair and a gentle personality, the quality of his palm bone was good, and the volume was also above average.

If considering consignment in the shop, waiting for customers in urgent need, the price might even double after negotiation.

But since when he cut this bone from the skeleton frame, the halfling said it wasn't recommended for him to have much contact with that kind of crowd.

Xia Nan listened to the advice and sold it directly to the herb shop.

After all, as a favored one of the Xing Yun Nv Shen, and a bard who had traveled on the continent for a long time, listening to some words wouldn't do him any harm.

His right hand moved downward, feeling the bulging touch of the money bag at his waist.

Xia Nan's eyes were slightly dazed, and he pondered in his heart.

The loot from the cemetery skeleton sold for 20 gold;

The money bag taken from Ingram had about 12 gold and a little more.

Even adding the bounty for a few goblins during the journey (supplemented by Jeff), and the labor fee reduced at the blacksmith shop.

His profit in terms of money for this mission was at most sixty or seventy gold.

On the surface, compared to the gains of the previous two missions, it seemed to be much less.

But in Xia Nan's view, in this week or so, the actual gains he obtained were far more than before.

Gold coins were just the most insignificant small part of it.

Through an ordinary guard mission, he got to know Alton, who was suspected of being a "God-Favored," and maybe he could even be considered to have touched the edge of the Xing Yun Nv Shen 【Tymora】.

He also opened up the map a little and lived in Kalanfur near River Valley Town for a few days.

And most importantly, he obtained the consumable prop 【Fate Coin】 that could perfectly trigger the damage immunity effect of 【Copper Sinew and Iron Bone】, as well as the 【Light-Bather】 expertise.

Xia Nan didn't know the selling price of magic items in this world, but he didn't even need to think about it; such an epic-grade pink item definitely wasn't something his wealth of over a hundred gold coins could afford.

And the "expertise" that could bring permanent bonuses to the body, its value couldn't be simply measured in gold coins.

Although the process had some waves, overall, he couldn't be more satisfied with the gains of this mission.

"Hmm, after dealing with the loot, what's next..."

Xia Nan stood by the road, looking left and right to distinguish the direction, and then walked toward the east.

He still needed to go to the blacksmith shop.

"What, broken again!?"

Ba'en blew his reddish-brown beard braid inherited from the dwarf blood in his body, and a look of surprise appeared on his rugged, big face.

"Hey, there was a slight accident during the mission."

Xia Nan laughed and brushed off the topic, handing the broken chain mail in his hand to the other party.

"Thanks to this set of equipment of yours, I didn't suffer any serious injuries."

Hearing this, a look of gratification appeared on Ba'en's face.

He took the chain mail shirt with both hands and looked at the melting marks on its surface.

"Good guy, you walked through a pile of fire."

Sighing, he raised his head and looked at Xia Nan again.

Although he was relieved that the person was fine because the armor was damaged.

But the frequency of the other party wasting a set of armor every few days, and it was even well-made medium armor, seemed a bit exaggerated to him.

If he didn't have sufficient confidence in the quality of the equipment he forged, he would even suspect if there was a problem with the quality control of the blacksmith shop.

"You waste one every seven or eight days, you even save on the usual maintenance fees, just buy a new one directly."

Ba'en looked at the chain mail in his hand carefully and joked casually.

"Isn't this taking care of your business." Xia Nan smiled and touched his head, "How is it, can it be repaired?"

Normally, for this kind of "battle-hardened" damaged equipment, according to what was recorded in the 【Adventurer's Handbook】, it should be sold to the "Walnut Furnace" next door.

The recycling price for second-hand equipment there was higher.

But after all, he spent a full 50 gold when he bought it, and he was still somewhat reluctant in his heart.

So he came to "Rock Hammer" to see if it could be repaired, and if so, maybe he could save some money.

As if remembering something, Xia Nan added to Ba'en in front of him:

"If it really doesn't work, or if it will affect the quality of the equipment, then forget it."

"I'll buy a new set."

Saving money was saving money, but if the armor after repair had much worse defensive performance than before.

Then there was no need to save these dozens of gold coins.

Regarding this, Ba'en just shook his head thoughtfully and placed the chain mail on the front desk table.

"The damage on the surface looks a bit serious, but the internal structure is still intact, and the overall situation hasn't been too affected."

"Just replace the melted chain links, and the defensive strength won't drop much."

"Can be repaired."

Hearing the other party say this, Xia Nan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and asked with a tentative tone:

"Then may I ask if it is repaired, about... how many gold coins will it cost?"

A brand new chain mail shirt only cost 50 gold. If he had to spend more than 40 gold in repair fees, he might as well buy a new set directly.

"Not much, just spend a little time, 10 gold will do."

Saying that, Ba'en's expression paused for a moment, his eyes looked at Xia Nan in front of the counter, and he said:

"But this time, I won't charge you."

"Ah?"

He couldn't help but be stunned, Xia Nan's pitch-black eyes were full of confusion.

He saw Ba'en reach out his hand and point behind him.

There, a semi-finished prosthetic limb made mainly of dark brown oak, with thin metal embedded in the vital parts, was lying quietly on the production table.

"Jeff and I are old acquaintances, when we were young, we often drank together."

"I thought it was just an ordinary caravan mission, didn't expect to run into this kind of thing..."

"I've heard the details from Jeff, without you, he wouldn't have come back."

Ba'en picked up the chain mail shirt and placed it on the wooden rack behind.

"These 10 gold, let it be my thanks for letting me find a familiar person to drink with when I go to Niumu in the future."

"Tsk tsk, retired, I'm really envious."

An old friend he had known for many years had safely extricated himself from this line of work and returned to his family.

Making this burly man, who was two sizes bigger than a Bugbear, couldn't help but show a look of emotion on his face.

"Oh right, almost forgot."

"The arm shield you customized here last week is finished."

"What do you say, do you want to take it away now?"

(End of chapter)