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    Chapter 38. 28 Gold and 5 Silver


    In “Fantasy World”, non-human monsters would not drop armor. After all, killing a Demonized Rabbit the size of a football and a broadsword that was half the height of a person appeared all of a sudden would look weird. Therefore, most wild monsters would only drop materials.


    Of course, the Man-Eating Crocodiles and giant-mouthed frogs were exceptions.


    Therefore, most of the armor was built.


    The attributes of the armor were formed by the base value and the word suffix. The former was determined by the material used, while thetter was determined by the cksmith’s sect, experience, and personality.


    Serious and down-to-earth cksmiths would create armor with the words “Tight” and “Sturdy”, which increased defense, toughness, and durability.


    cksmiths had the experience of being Magic Apprentices. Most of their armors had the word “Magic” and “Compatibility”, which increased the sess rate and power of the enchantment.


    cksmiths liked to be innovative and creative. They coulde up with any suffix, and they might evene up with magical prefixes or suffixes like “Never worn out”.


    As for the suit, it was not made but dug out. They were magical equipment from the middle ages and ancient times, and there were even legendary and epic items with names.


    There were three advanced leather smiths in Astan City. At this level, they could make leather armor below level 60. If they wanted to make more, they would need master-level cksmiths.


    The three of them could each provide 44 prefixes, of which only three were high-level, which were “Holy: Reduced damage from magic attack”, “Aesthetics: Charm +1” and “Camouge: Lower the chances of being detected.”


    Char rushed for the third one.


    For the rest of the trip to Andaheim, Evelyn’s detection resistance had to be above level 7. In addition to the level 30 experience line, she also needed some items.


    Reeves’s Workshop.


    There seemed to be an argument going on here.


    Char could not help but be curious. He had been here at least a few hundred times, but this was the first time he had triggered a new plot.


    Could it be that...


    After looking around, he did not find any traces of the yers. However, there was raw skin that had just been skinned on a work rack. It had not been tanned yet, but there were no helpers around.


    He also knew the two NPCs who were quarreling.


    “What’s the matter, Mr. Reeves?” Char asked.


    Ghani was a leatherworker in the workshop. He was a middle-aged man from the Mediterranean Sea.


    Char’s reputation in Astan City was temporarily neutral, so Ghani did not want to talk to him, but seeing that he was a customer, he replied, “A little trouble, sir. I took in a hardworking apprentice, and she was working hard, but Mr. Simon suddenly appeared and said that her identity was not suitable because she was someone who had been punished by the Holy Spirit, and he asked me to expel her! Hmph, on what basis!”


    “On the basis that I have 15% of the shares in the Reeves’ Workshop, my friend,” Simon replied.


    His voice was unusually hoarse. He was a legal counsel and often ran around the Mercenary Association’s Town Hall in Astan city.


    Although this man only had the fighting power of a civilian, he had level 7 Tax Management, Law, and level six ounting. Every year, he would be present to supervise the tax calction of Astan City. Felix also had dealings with him, and some of the goods that could be evaded were handled by him.


    Simon was dressed like an upper-ss person. He wore a simple suit with his sleeves rolled up in a reserved manner.


    “I can smell that she’s going against the contract. The workshop shouldn’t have hired such a person.”


    “Whichw did she vite? Whichw states that?” Ghani was annoyed.


    “No, she hasn’t broken anyw yet. This is just my personal wish.”


    “Then my personal wish is to keep her!”


    “Oh, is that so?” Simon smiled. “The reason you kept her is that you only have to pay her one-half of the apprentice’s sry, but you can get the efficiency of 1.5 apprentices. Then, what about the permit? What about the recruitment procedures? If you don’t have any of those, then you’re paying her a sry, but you’re using the workshop’s resources. As a shareholder of the workshop, I suspect you’re using public equipment for private use.”


    “You...”


    “Alright, stop quarreling.”


    Char could guess the problem, and he could guess the yer.


    If he was not wrong, it would be Ri.


    First of all, as a neer who had just left the vige, her reputation in South Sea County had reached its peak. Ghani was from South Sea County, so he took care of her and opened up the apprentice position that should not have been opened.


    On the other hand, Ri had given up on her mission yesterday, which caused her reputation in the mercenary Association to drop below “Indifferent.” As Simon belonged to the Mercenary Association, he would naturally be dissatisfied with her.


    The so-called smell of a contract breach meant that her money and reputation would be deducted after she gave up the mission. This was the punishment from the Holy Spirit of Order.


    “What’s the apprentice’s name?” He asked.


    Ghani frowned slightly.


    He did not like Char’s nosy attitude. Just as he was about to say something rude to him, he suddenly noticed that Char was looking down at a drawer behind him.


    ‘Shit...’


    Ghani quietly moved half a step away, blocking Char’s view.


    “Ri. She’s called Ri.”


    As expected.


    “Where is she?” Char asked again.


    “She ran away while crying.”


    Hmmm...


    She liked to cry, right?


    Char saw a picture.


    “I... I’m back...”


    When he turned around, he saw Ri standing outside the door with red eyes.


    “Char! Waaa...”


    Ri burst into tears again when she saw him.


    Wait... What was going on?


    “I didn’t do anything to her, right?”


    The Dark Elf nodded, then shook her head.


    “I... I’m not sure.”


    Even though all of them were confused, Char still went up tofort her.


    “Cry as much as you can, it’ll be over once your tears run dry.”


    What?


    Ri blinked as she stopped crying.


    Char was satisfied.


    He had a general understanding of the situation. Even though Ri was involved, it did not affect his n. Ri had blocked Simon’s way, he did not have to go to thewyer himself.


    Char voiced out, “Mr. Simon, please state your price for your 15% shares in the Reeves’ Workshop.”


    Simon was slightly startled and held his sses.


    ‘Why did this suddenly happen to me? Wasn’t this the trouble of an illegal immigrant?’


    “You want to buy her?”


    “Yes, how about 100 gold coins?”


    Hearing this number, Simon’s expression froze for a moment, and then he sneered with the civilized etiquette of awyer. “Did you sleep tootest night and are still sleepwalking?”


    “What about the 90 gold coins? If it really doesn’t work, I can go even lower,” Char asked.


    Simon was so angry that heughed. “It’s still not enough. What’s the lowest you can go?”


    “Hmm, let me think a bit.”


    Char took half a step forward and said in a low voice, ” How about 28 gold and 5 silver? After all, it’s a memorable number for you.”


    Simon’s expression froze, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his head.


    “What? What do you mean? It’s too low!”


    “It’s low, but it’s enough to change the fate of two people... ” Charughed. “It’s not cheap, Mr. Simon.”


    Thewyer’s expression changed dramatically, and he made a decision in a few seconds.


    “I’ll go and write the contract. You wait here.”


    He turned around and left.


    “What’s the story about 28 gold and 5 silver?” The Dark Elf asked Char.


    “Beg me. I’ll tell you if you beg me.”


    Evelyn hated him for his cheap look, but she could not hold back her curiosity. She lowered her voice and said coquettishly, “Char, please tell me!”


    “Simon was poor when he was young,” Char said. “he worked at the Stonemason Association and stole a sum of money from his co-workers to pay for his tuition fees.”


    “He stole 28 gold and 5 silver? He shouldn’t be so scared...”


    “He stole from Burwell. ”


    “What?” The Dark Elf was stunned for a few seconds. “You mean the famous Burwell, right?”


    “The one in Astan City, Burwell. He was thirty-five years old that year, and it took him ten years to save up 28 gold and 5 silver. He was nning to go back to his hometown to buy a piece ofnd and get married, but Simon stole it. Although this incident changed the trajectory of his life and indirectly prompted him to be a Consul. However, if he knew the truth of what happened back then...”


    Evelyn nodded in agreement.


    “What about thest person? I think he’s afraid of you too...”


    “He...”


    Char nced at Ghani, who had an unnatural expression, and chuckled.


    “We’ll talk about thister. Ri,e over and let me see your skill list.”