Chapter 230: Electric Lamp (A gift for the Satan Alliance Leader under the moonlight!)

"Notarized? No need, we only need to sign a standard paper contract..."

Aaron looked at Tasha, a smile appearing on his face: "Of course, you don't need to worry about me running off with the materials, because I will pay you a deposit first, which is at least equivalent to the cost of the materials you provided, how about that?"

"Not signing a Mysterious Contract? Very cautious, Gelin..."

Tasha chuckled: "Fine, I agree."

She took a small Black Iron box directly from her waist, and after opening it, inside was a small, withered palm covered in hideous wounds.

"I obtained this Spirit Material during an adventure and wanted to have it made into a dagger. This is a material that even Master Gantis finds somewhat tricky..." Tasha introduced: "Gelin, how much do you think it is worth?"

Inside the room, a tall man with the appearance of a beast was lying on the sofa, smoking a cigar.

"He accepted the commission?" the ape-like man asked, groping her without restraint.

"Don't worry."

The corners of Tasha's mouth curled up as she went up the stairs in the castle and opened a room door.

Aaron took off his coat and hat, placed them on the coat rack, and began to reflect on today's gains:

"Hmm, today I officially made contact with the Mysterious world of Plymouth; it is indeed more prosperous than Green Forest... I gained a large batch of Spirit Materials and casting supplies, as well as cash..."

"Fine, give me a one-thousand Shilling deposit. How much time do you need to complete it?" Tasha asked.

"One week! One week from now, we will trade here."

"I'm actually a bit moved... finally using electricity, it's just that this Lamp filament seems to have a rather short lifespan..."

"Alright."

Under the perspective of Spirit Identification, everything around became illusory and hazy, but the claw on his palm shone brilliantly.

The boss finally said: "Damaging items in the room requires compensation... Lastly, this establishment has no streetwalkers; if you want one, go find them yourself, and remember not to disturb other guests."

"We spent such a high price and so many people died before we finally managed to figure out the patterns of the outer curses, hehe... Other Extraordinarys who rashly touch that kind of curse can only obediently become our prey."

The man grinned: "How could a Non-human Existence possibly end up without any power to rely on, to the point of needing an Apprentice to publicly hawk a Magical Item at the market? And even if his Third Primordial Substance level is high enough, as long as he touches that item and attempts to craft it, he will inevitably fall into our trap! That thing... is an evil object unearthed from ancient ruins!"

This beast-like man was clearly not as rough as his appearance suggested, but possessed a beast-like cunning!

A streak of bright Light suddenly pierced through the darkness.

Aaron paid the carriage fare, walked into the hotel, and looked at the front desk: "Give me a quiet room, it needs to be spacious and comfortable."

"At the same time, through Gantis's connection, I can probably make contact with schools and the Cult that possess the 'Light Bearer' inheritance... and Tasha is a resource that delivered herself to my door..."

Hunter Bar, washroom.

"Yes, and he was clever enough to not want to be bound by a Mysterious Contract... Hehe, if he had really asked Mr. Halsey to be the notary, it would have been somewhat troublesome..." Tasha chuckled.

Aaron stared at this material, his pupils turning pure white in an instant.

This belongs to the Wuxing Bianzhi ability of the 'Light Bearer', which has become even sharper after several upgrades.

"One thousand Shillings is probably a reasonable price."

"That ruin..."

"Overall, the harvest is good."

The boss glanced at him and said in a calm tone: "Proof of identity?"

Aaron took off his mask and pushed the door open to walk out.

This was the light permeating through the various colored glass of the Lamp shade, making the room feel even more hazy.

The bar was still incredibly lively; no one noticed that a guest had stayed in the washroom for too long.

After saying this, she added with some worry: "Even if that young man is very green, his teacher might not be. A 'Craftsman' capable of making a Magical Item has at least a Third Primordial Substance, perhaps even higher... Is that material really useful?"

Tasha wrapped herself around him like a snake and giggled: "Although that young man tries hard to act experienced, he is actually quite a green fruit. I can't wait to bite into him and have a taste..."

Tasha blew Aaron a kiss and left, swaying her hips.

Aaron took out the cash the man in black had just paid, counted out one thousand Shillings, handed it to Tasha, and signed a contract with this woman.

He walked out of the bar, facing the biting cold wind, pressed down on his hat, and boarded a carriage that was still operating: "Go to a place where I can stay, it must be quiet."

The carriage started quickly and stopped in front of a building called 'Lockdo Hotel'.

A vivid crimson surged, as if forming a vortex.

Mentioning this, even Tasha's expression carried fear: "That damned place must have been cursed by a Great Existence!"

On this palm, which resembled a monkey's, there were many hideous and terrifying wounds. Although the blood inside had long since dried, it always made one feel as if a crimson color was surging.

And after the others reluctantly glanced at Tasha's back, they instantly crowded forward, submerging Aaron's stall...

He took the Black Iron box out of the 'Carnivore's Satchel', opened it, and saw the withered, dehydrated claw again.

"The room rate includes breakfast; you will need to eat lunch and dinner outside, or of course, you can have someone deliver them to your room..."

Snap!

Aaron closed the door, looked at the room's layout, walked to the desk, and pulled the switch cord on the desk Lamp.

Aaron handed over a few silver Shillings.

"It's an Electric Lamp... I had heard before that Plymouth was the place where various inventions were applied the fastest, I didn't expect it to be true."

The hotel boss answered helplessly, but quickly put away the Shillings, took out a key, and led Aaron to the second floor.

Within the vortex, wisps of Black Iron color spread, resembling rust on the crimson.

He touched the Lamp shade slightly, feeling the iron elements in the glass color, then the lifespan and quality of the filament...

Aaron evaluated it and deliberately lowered his answer slightly.

'Sure enough, although Invis has relevant public security regulations, there are not many who strictly abide by them...'

"I like your straightforwardness..."

Aaron took the key and opened his room, finding it was indeed very large, with a double bed, as well as a separate washroom and walk-in closet.

Aaron admired the lamp light radiating glazed colors.

"Forgot to bring it."

"An ordinary 'Red' relic, probably around the Third Layer... The key is that it is tainted with a curse of the 'Darkness' Element, the level is a bit high... but it hasn't reached the 'Immortal' level."

The corners of Aaron's mouth curled up slightly: "That Tasha truly harbors ill intentions; this isn't me striking first, I am merely defending myself... It has been a long time since I buried anyone."

(End of chapter)