Due to this ons that had this property were extremely hard to block if you weren't aware of it beforehand. This was why it surprised me that Bell wa on his sword as his style was all about skirting around defeo leave small but meaningful wounds. If it wasn't for his aversion to poisoning his bdes I would liken his style to one suited for assassination. [Gravity] Was a direct frontation property which cshed heavily with such a style but if that was what he wanted I wasn't going tue.-

  Enting his ons took me only a couple hours since I o fuse a cursed stoo them and thehe four chosen properties per on to them and into the on material itself. This obviously took a lot of focus and cursed energy to do whie four potions and two hours of nonstop work. The final results looked no different than before but hummed with cursed energy and radiated a dangerous feeling. Bell was thrilled with the upgrade and almost rushed straight back to the dungeoe how te it was to test them out.-

  The day Bell went to the dungeon but I stayed ba the city since I o go looking for a magic item shop so I try and roughly price check a grimoire. I of course had some other things I o do like create some more experimental cursed tools and replenish our stock of figurines as we were starting to get low. I admit that when I had first started making the things I hadn't expected to earn so much money from them. But with Hestia selling four a day at a minimum of ten thousand valis each she brought home forty thousand a day on a bad day and even up to fifty thousand on a good one.-

  Apparently they were collectors items due to the fact I tried not to reuse the same design twid even if the character chosen was the same the pose and feel of the figurines were never identical. The funny part was that acc to Hestia the people who buy the things were split into three camps. The race camp that went only for the figurines in a particur race. The monster camp that only wanted my monster figurines and the aesthetics camp that only went after figurihat fit the standard definition of beauty.-

  Apparently there was even a camp of people pressuriia to vince me to make more erotic figurines as well since all mine were rather modest by c all naughty bits and they wao see them. I was having none of it though as unless I was going to get paid way more for it I wasn't going to make stuff like that. Even without doing so we were still bringing in a good amount of money everyday after all and it was way too popur for me to see it suddenly stop.-

  Anyways the streets of Orario were cobblestone brid not dirty per se but not spotless either. People walked about freely with some chatting and other focused on their goals. I myself was casually walking dowreet towards a magic shop that the girls at the hostess had suggested might have books on magid possibly even grimoires. To be fair though they did warhat most grimet snapped up immediately despite their high prices as the promise of a potentially game ging magic was more than enough for the bigger familias to spend so mu a one off item.-

  It also didn't help that you needed both the [Mage] and [Mystery] developmental skills on top of being level three at MINIMUM to make oo put that into perspective there are only five people recorded iy right now with the [Mystery] skill of whily two also have the [Mage] skill. Both of which were the sole creators of the eies supply of grimoires. Supply and demand was so grossly unbahat the prices publicly stated for one began at one hundred million valis.-

  I didn't think I would find a grimoire today but I at the very least hoped to be able to get an accurate gauge of the price of one beyond the rumored prices. Eventually I entered a small pce tucked out of sight called [The witches secret house]. The shop was a cluttered mess of books and ingredients and behind the ter was a woman who was the definition of a witch from earth. Old, moles, sharp nose, curved , pointed hat the whole shebang. The woman looked up at me and grinned a missing toothed smile.

  "Oho? Goodness me a new fa this out of the ow how did that happen?" she asked teasingly.

  "The girls from the hostess of fertility told me I'd find information on magic here." I said calmly.

  "Ah! You must be that young man who has been w your way into those beauties good graces then! Ah to be young and looking to score, how I envy you!" the woman said with a cag ugh as I shifted unfortably.

  I knew her type, the tease you relentlessly type. They don't mean any harm with it but that didn't mean it was fun to be on the receiving end of their attention. While it was true that every girl at the hostess was a beauty in their ht I was definitely N to get with any of them, I valued my life thank you very much.

  "You jest but Mama Mia would skin me alive if she even thought I had such ideas, I truly am here for information on magic." I said holy.

  "Tsk Tsk, o try and defend yourself from me I won't tell anyone I swear. Fun aside I would hope that those girls would have told you my rules, you pay upfront iher valis or with something unusual. If you choose the sed route I decide how valuable the thing you give me is and I won't argue about it. If you try and scam me i'll boot you from this p an instant." she said seriously and I nodded.

  Acc to the girls at the hostess Lenoa here was the experimental type mage and was always testihings and looking for curiosities to study. I came prepared however with something I was certain would catch the woman's attention, a cursed stone.-

  Pg the glowing stone on the ter the old woman's features wrinkled further as she looked at it. "A magic stone? No? How is that? What!? You! Boy! Where did you get this stone!?" she started out at a mutter but ractically hysterical towards the end of her speech.

  "I believe that wasn't the game now was it?" I asked with a grin of my own.

  "Don't py coy with me boy!" she shouted angrily.

  "Does it matter? I have it now and you very clearly want it, so name a price." I said with an amused smile.