Chapter 93: Second-Hand Merchant!

After the little fish-man helped him obtain the spatial ring, Gervas let it go as promised.

"Th-thank... you, Gervas. You are a... good... human..."

After giving Gervas a "good person" card, the little fish-man leaped into the sea.

"My lord, isn't this a pity? It would have been better if we could have kept it!"

Watching the little fish-man leave, Lei Meng's face was full of regret; this was a fish-man that could understand human speech.

In the future, if we wanted anything from the seabed, we could just tell it, and we would get it all.

"Lei Meng, even if I forcibly enslaved it, to make it salvage things in the future, we would still need to chain it!"

"But what good things could it get while chained? Moreover, if it ran away, it would pose a huge threat to our voyage!"

"So, it is better to just release it; perhaps it will bring unexpected benefits in the future!"

"My lord is wise!"

Lei Meng suddenly realized, discovering that his lord's thinking was indeed correct.

And this might be what made his lord unique.

Had it been another noble, they would have likely chained up the fish-man immediately and squeezed every last bit of value from it.

"Retrieve! Release!"

"Retrieve! Release!"

In the captain's cabin, on the wooden table before Gervas, a short blade kept vanishing into thin air and then reappearing.

This scene was, of course, Gervas experimenting with his spatial ring.

It must be said that the spatial ring lived up to the praise it received in novels from his past life, and also to its precious status in this other world.

Any independent object within thirty centimeters of Gervas's body could instantly enter or exit the storage space.

Unless the volume exceeded the size of the storage space, otherwise it was no problem at all.

And Gervas's spatial ring had a capacity of at least five cubic meters.

Although Gervas did not know if this was large or small, he was already very satisfied.

If used purely for storing supplies, he could survive in the wilderness for a year without any problems.

The Storm quickly docked at Volcano Island, then returned to the continent only after the mana and elemental tides ended.

Back at the castle, Gervas could not rest.

He had not yet obtained the Tier-3 magic scrolls and the Blood Qi Fruit.

Leading Lei Meng and others, he raced all the way toward Baron Mil's territory.

The closest point of Baron Mil's territory to Gervas's Storm Territory was only thirty-plus li, so it was not far.

After just over half an hour of racing, Gervas arrived at Mil Town.

At this moment, a caravan was docked in the small town; it was the second-hand merchant caravan from the intelligence report.

And the merchants had just returned from Mil Castle.

Gato and Larsen were not in a good mood.

Although Baron Mil had purchased over a dozen second-hand long swords and three pieces of second-hand leather armor.

Those ordinary second-hand goods did not yield much profit.

The magic potions and magic ornaments that could have earned them a huge sum had not been sold.

The reason was simple: these minor nobles, having been cheated for several years, had become smarter and were not so easily fooled.

And with this, traveling all the way to this border region and making no money meant they were definitely losing money.

"What a stingy noble!"

"No way out; these border minor nobles are getting smarter and smarter. It will be hard to fool them in the future!"

"How I wish for a great chaos to strike this border, replacing the nobles with a new batch; then we could make huge profits for several more years!"

The two whispered quietly, hoping most of all that one day the border would be swept clean by alien races or demons.

Because every time the border nobles changed, it meant their business hit a new peak.

And with such new customers, they could fool them several times before they learned to be smart.

By the way, wouldn't they get angry if they deceived nobles like this?

No, no, no; they were not deceiving anyone; they were selling real second-hand magical items.

It was just that some items' effects were unstable, or their mana depleted over time; that was not their fault.

More importantly, not everyone could run a second-hand merchant caravan; they had long spent money to find a backer in Eagle City.

By paying an annual tribute, even if those minor nobles turned hostile, they dared not say much and could only accept their bad luck.

Just as the two were speaking, they felt the sunlight ahead suddenly blocked.

Looking up in confusion, they saw several tall horses blocking their path.

"Flame Horses?"

The two, being well-traveled, immediately saw a glint of excitement in their eyes.

However, upon looking up and seeing the handsome youth at the front, they quickly suppressed the glint and respectfully said, "Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Immediately, the two stepped aside; they could not afford to provoke a noble youth who could afford Flame Horses.

"Are you the managers of the second-hand merchant caravan?"

The two were stunned and, somewhat warily, said, "Yes, noble Excellency. What are your orders?"

"I want to buy some weapons and equipment from you!"

"Buy weapons and equipment?" The two were surprised; did the offspring of such a great noble still need to buy second-hand weapons?

"What? You don't have any?"

"No, of course we do, noble sir! We carry everything—from ordinary secondhand weapons to magical artifacts!"

The two exchanged a glance, each understanding the other's intent.

Under normal circumstances, the two would never dare provoke such a noble heir.

But since this fat lamb had come to them willingly, they had no qualms about taking it—wealth and safety lie in risk, so they had no objection to striking hard.

Immediately, they began to warmly serve him, first pushing ordinary weapons, then subtly shifting to promote magical potions and scrolls.

Gervas read their intentions clearly but showed no sign.

He first selected a hundred spears, then idly began flipping through the secondhand "magical artifacts."

"Noble sir, this magical scroll is a Tier-Two Earth Wall spell—when activated, it instantly summons a wall three meters high and ten meters long, lasting two minutes; it's extremely useful against vicious beasts!"

"But due to its age, some magical energy has leaked, so the summoned earth wall may be slightly diminished."

"Of course, this scroll originally cost at least ten gold coins—but now it's only four! Even with the diminished wall, it's still a massive profit!"

"Is that so?" Gervas picked up the Earth Wall scroll and examined it closely, while Gato and Larsen grew extremely tense.

They had had this scroll assessed by a mage—the magical energy had decayed by ninety percent, so while the wall's size remained unchanged, its duration was now less than one-tenth of the original.

Such a scroll was overvalued at even one gold coin.

Selling it for four gold coins meant a pure profit of three.

Yet under their watchful eyes, Gervas silently set the Earth Wall scroll down.

"What about this one?"

"Sir, this is a Tier-Three 'Dance of the Fire Serpents'—unfortunately, after so long, its power is likely reduced to only one-third! The original price was thirty gold coins, but now it's only ten!"