On the twenty-fifth day of the Thunderstorm Month, the secret market in Aogu City was officially opened to the public. Countless people were either curious, planning to pick up leaks, or taking aim at the bloated wallets.
After nearly half a month of practice, Boom was finally ready to release the third "Zodiac Continuous Bomb". And Rikka became more and more like a normal person by getting along with the villagers.
"Brother, brother, I heard today is the opening day of the secret magic market. Even Uncle Hook went there." Rikka looked at Boom expectantly.
"Be honest and stay with me in the Wonder House. Things like excitement have nothing to do with us. As long as you are strong enough, there will be excitement wherever you go." Boom said with a serious face.
"I know, I know, I'm going to take a nap now." Rikka said and slowly closed her eyes. Today is the day for her to take stock of the dimensional space.
When Boom saw that the other party had calmed down, he immediately tightened his grip on the black wooden staff. The "Elemental Summoning" was released instantly, and various magic light bands surrounded him.
The sky above Aogu City was now blocked by magic salutes, like clouds of light. Long horns blew softly, and visitors from all races bowed slightly to show respect for the King of Humanity.
The imperial cavalry neatly took back their halberds, and countless people rushed in, as if the things here were free of charge. Shops opened their doors one after another, displaying their most proud items to everyone, and also offering small gifts.
The nobles of Aogu City are not to be outdone. Although there is no special area to receive them, no one dares to be presumptuous in front of them.
Manuel, the former Prime Minister, was sitting in his carriage, staring coldly at the commotion across the street. He was very helpless now, because the more lively the secret market was, the more trouble he would have in the future.
He took off the leather whip given by King Ogu from his waist, and while stroking it, he recalled how many people's blood was stained on it.
"Uncle Changmao, what are these? Can they be eaten?" A little noble girl stood in the orc tribe's shop and asked in a sweet voice.
"Haha, the little girl is very knowledgeable. This is milk tablets produced in our golden plain. You can grow taller after just one bite." The fox-faced girl said with a smile, and handed the other person a sample.
"It's so delicious, Mom, I want this, I want this!" The little girl licked the small piece of milk and shouted back.
Not long after, the viscountess paid ten gold coins, and the little girl also had an extra bag of snacks in her hand. She ran out with a smile, not forgetting to wave to the fox-faced girl before leaving.
The first business of the orc tribe was completed, and the roar of the beasts rose into the sky. Although people knew about this weird ritual, few people could adapt to it.
"Brother, I am a mid-level knight. Do you think this sword is suitable for me?" The young man in leather armor gave a slight salute, showing his knightly demeanor.
"Uh... First of all, we dwarves are not that troublesome. Secondly, what kind of crap are you doing? Are you using it to cut firewood? Come on, let me show you something good." A dwarf less than 1.5 meters tall said. p>
Then he took out a long sword from the wooden box behind him. Although it was not as exquisite as the opponent's sword and had no decoration, it was better because of the high-quality materials and unique forging techniques.
"Brother, how much is this, you must sell it to me." The young knight's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the lover of his dreams.
"That's it? Take fifty gold coins. When you reach the level of a high-level knight, I will personally build an exclusive weapon for you." The dwarf blacksmith announced the price nonchalantly.
Not long after, the young knight held the dwarf sword and left. The dwarf blacksmith smacked his lips and thought: Human money is really easy to make.
"Um...hehe...is there any medicine here to cure the disease? I've been suffering from back pain recently, you know." A fat noble asked in a low voice, as if he was a thief.
"Oh? Come on, let me see your face first." The troll witch doctor paused his crutch and said in an old-fashioned way.
"Well, it's really time for you to recuperate, otherwise you will be dead within five years... you know it." The troll witch doctor said again mysteriously.
"Then what should I do? Is there any good medicine suitable for me?" the fat noble asked hurriedly.
"This is the secret medicine of our troll clan. Take one pill a day, it will take effect in three days, and you won't have to bargain for a hundred gold coins." The troll witch doctor took out a small wooden box, which contained three dark red pills.<
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Although this man was only a baron, he had a rich family and liked to play music every night. Therefore, many years later, he would suffer from "back pain", and this disease always occurred at "critical moments".
"Excuse me, what is this? It looks very interesting." A couple walked into the goblin shop. They came here intending to buy some things for their wedding.
"You two are really discerning. This thing is the latest product of our goblin tribe, called the barometer." The goblin receptionist smiled slightly and took down an hourglass-like thing.
A barometer is something like a glass hourglass, with a transparent liquid sealed inside it. If it rains in the near future, it will appear green, and if it snows, ice crystals will condense.
"That's really fun. How much does this barometer cost?" The woman couldn't put it down and looked at it.
"It's not expensive, it's thirty gold coins. This is a discount you can only enjoy today." The goblin receptionist didn't lie. The cost of this thing is twenty-five gold coins.
The young couple paid the money with satisfaction, and then walked out of the goblin shop holding the barometer. Passers-by were attracted by this strange thing and came to ask questions.
Compared with the popularity of foreign shops, the shops in major principalities seem a bit deserted. This is not because their products are not good, nor is the price too high, but that most of the goods they sell are common things.<
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To everyone's surprise, the small shop on Crab Island at the end was so crowded that even Imperial Cavalry was needed to maintain order.
Coincidentally, this is a shop that specializes in selling snow crabs. The owner behind it is the market owner who had a relationship with Rikka.
A total of two hundred kilograms of snow crabs were snatched away, and some people even yelled at each other because they bought too much, until they scuffled on the ground.
The person in charge of the shop had no choice but to sell a blank check in advance, promising to bring more snow crabs to Aogu City within half a month.
Seeing this, other principalities quickly sent people back to revise the prospects of the Secret Art Fair, hoping that the adults would take it seriously.
However, at this moment, trouble still appeared. This time the two parties even gave the Imperial Cavalry a headache. Everyone knows that the feud between the pure-blood elves and the dark elves has lasted for tens of thousands of years. p>
"Are you sick? How can anyone use their body to attract customers? What a shame!" The pure-blood elf girl's eyes widened with anger, but she still looked so cute.
"Haha, what do you know, little girl? This is called making the best use of everything. If you don't have the capital, just shut up." The dark elf girl puffed up her chest and said proudly.
"Shameless... Shameless! I want to fight!" The pure-blood elf was so angry that he couldn't speak coherently, and even blushed like a monkey's butt out of anger.
"Let's talk after we close the door. We are very busy now, and we are not like you, who stood there for a long time like an idiot." After that, the dark elf pulled a middle-aged mercenary into the shop.
