Path of Light.

Chapter 182 183. Roy's Purchasing Power
Roy put on the leather breastplate with magic patterns on it. As the patterns on the magic pattern structure inside the leather breastplate gradually lit up, except for the weak magic fluctuations, from the outside, the leather breastplate had nothing other traces.

In fact, for Roy, 'spiritual concentration' will only show a specific effect after a large amount of mental power is consumed.

Only when the magic is released, will the mental power be consumed.

Spiritual concentration is the ability to speed up the recovery of mental power. For a priest, it is indeed very practical, but it is an auxiliary magic pattern construction.

In battle, this magic pattern structure is not ineffective.

Even so, Roy could still feel a subtle change. The holy light sapling in his body became a little more active, and the speed at which the five tree roots absorbed the holy light became much faster.

For a priest, nothing is more important than spiritual gathering.

"Yes, I can feel the spiritual power that is continuously gathered."

After Roy tried to cast a magic spell, he felt it quietly for a moment, then raised his head and said to Wizard Scarlett.

Magician Scarlett walked up to Roy, patted Roy on the shoulder and said:
"That's good, if your magic carrying capacity is enough to afford two magic pattern constructions, remember to come to me again."

Roy asked curiously:
"Miss Scarlett, how can I increase my magic capacity?"

Scarlett frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment before saying:
"If you are a magician, then I would suggest that you increase your magic capacity through meditation, but you are a priest, so I don't know any good methods."

"Oh..." Roy agreed.

Then he asked Magician Scarlett:
"Miss Scarlett, do you know that there is a pharmacy nearby that buys magic herbs?"

Magician Scarlett stopped, put some bottles and cans back on the shelf, turned her head, smiled and said to Roy:

"Of course, do you have magic herbs for sale? What are they?"

"A bit of nightmare vine."

Magician Scarlett was a little curious, walked from the front of the material rack to the test bench, and said, "Oh, this kind of magic grass is very rare, can I have a look at it?"

Roy took out the nightmare vine from the magic pocket and handed it to Wizard Scarlett.

Scarlett held it in her hand, looked at it carefully, put it under her nose and sniffed it with her eyes closed, and praised:
"The quality is not bad, just by smelling it like this, you can feel the effect of helping sleep..."

Then there was another rant: "It's just that the collectors don't have any collection knowledge at all, so such savage deforestation is simply nonsense."

She glanced at Roy, returned the piece of nightmare vine to him, and introduced:
"This quality of nightmare vine is dried and ground into powder. It is the main magic material of wizard oil. At present, every [-] grams of dry powder can be sold for a magic spar in the market. A piece of nightmare vine like you, About [-] to [-] grams of medicinal powder can be ground, I suggest you find a pharmacy store and ask an apprentice pharmacist to grind these sections of nightmare vine into powder, and then sell the powder, which is cheaper than you directly Selling raw materials is much more valuable, all you need is to pay a grinding fee.”

Roy couldn't help but exclaimed: "Can you still do this?"

Magician Scarlett said with certainty:
"Of course, Nightmare Vine is a hot commodity here, and any magic store is willing to buy Nightmare Vine powder."

By attaching the magic pattern structure to the magic leather armor, Heyer has fulfilled the bet.

Claire and Roy were about to leave the inscription workshop.

Heyer sent Roy and Claire to the gate of the inscription workshop before turning around and leaving.

……

The two walked out of the inscription workshop, and Claire had to rush back to the academy for class.

Roy is still planning to walk around the hall on the first floor of the Magic Union. He plans to sell all the nightmare vines in his hand, and then go to the inscription workshop to buy some magic pattern constructions.

Jasper's death made Roy realize that if the murderer was Abbott, then Abbott had become extremely crazy at this moment.

Well, Roy needs to make some preparations now, otherwise, if Abt comes up secretly, let alone catch Abt, Roy is afraid that he will not even have the most basic power to protect himself.

Although Abt is also a trainee priest just like himself, he is still an elf who has lived for more than 100 years...

According to Magician Scarlett, these nightmare vines can be worth a lot of magic spar.

The two broke up at the pharmacy...

Roy just walked not far outside the inscription workshop, and saw a magic pharmacy. The plaque at the entrance of this magic pharmacy was even more inconspicuous. Roy pushed the door and walked in, and found that there was actually a There is a row of grinders, and several shop assistants are adding dried magic grass to the grinders.

The room was filled with a strong smell of herbs...

Roy walked to the counter and asked a silver moon elf in overalls:
"Is there a service for grinding herbs here?"

The Silver Moon Elf put down the magic grass in his hand, raised his head and kept smiling, and said to Roy:

"Of course, what magic herb do you want to grind?"

Roy took out a section of nightmare vine from his magic pocket, handed it to the young Silvermoon Elf, and said, "This is it..."

The Silver Moon Elf took the nightmare vine, put it under his nose and smelled it, then cut off a small piece, carefully observed the cross-section of the vine, and then said:

"Oh, it's a small piece of nightmare vine. It's still a little damp, but it's very fresh. It needs to be dried and then ground. The cost is [-] Kohler for every [-] grams. Do you need us to process it?"

Thinking of the processing fee of [-] Kohler for every [-] grams, Roy's expression was a little unnatural.

There are still two large bundles in his magic pocket, which are estimated to weigh at least 100 catties. Calculated in this way, the grinding cost alone will cost three to four thousand Kohler.

He can't come up with so much money anyway.

Unless it is grinding a little and selling a little...

"Can it be cheaper?" Roy hesitated and asked.

The young Silver Moon Elf couldn't decide, so he turned around and walked into the shop, calling out the shop owner,
The owner of the pharmacy was wearing a magic robe, and he looked like a magician who was proficient in potions. He picked up the nightmare vine and took a look.

After thinking for a moment, he said to Roy:
"If you're willing to sell us half of the Nightmare Vine Powder that you grind, I can give you a [-]% discount on the processing fee. The powder will be bought at a fair price, and every [-] grams of Nightmare Vine Powder will be one magic spar."

Roy glanced at the owner of the pharmacy, and could only say that the owner of the pharmacy was willing to buy half of the Nightmare Vine in Roy's hands at the market price of Nightmare Vine powder.

"Cough cough, no problem."

Anyway, he wanted to sell these nightmare vines. Since the price offered by the pharmacy owner was reasonable, Roy agreed.

Roy reached out and touched the magic waist bag, and took out both bundles of nightmare vines.

There was no room for so many nightmare vines on the counter, so they could only be placed on the floor under their feet. The nightmare vines were still wet and filled with a strong smell of the sea.

Roy hid aside in disgust, for fear that the wet stuff from the Nightmare Vine would get on his body...

The few silver moon elves in the shop were a little dumbfounded.

It's not that they haven't seen bundles of nightmare vines before, but they are bundled together in such a rough way that the buds on the nightmare vines shake off the ground, and there are even some seaweeds hanging on the vines. They are real nightmare vines of this appearance. never seen it.

Two bundles of nightmare vines looked like two bundles of dry firewood.

The vines are still covered with bean-sized dark purple flower buds, and some blooming dark purple petals have withered on the vines.

The owner of the pharmacy widened his eyes, quickly ran out of the counter, took out a container from his magic pocket, squatted on the ground, quickly picked up the flower buds that fell on the ground, and shouted at the Silver Moon Elf inside the counter:

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and pick the buds, can't you all see that this is a nightmare vine in bloom?"

A few Silvermoon elves who were grinding the magic grass also ran out of the counter immediately, and began to imitate the pharmacy owner, collecting flower buds from the nightmare vine...

"The pollen of the nightmare vine is more valuable, but the drying and grinding process is also more troublesome. This kind of medicinal powder can be used to make dreamless hypnotic potion. If you are willing to sell this to us, we can also waive the processing fee of the medicinal powder!"

The pharmacy owner didn't lie to Roy in any way, and said frankly.

"If the price is right, of course there is no problem!"

"Still according to the market price, 80 yuan per [-] grams of pollen for magic spar. If you don't know the market price of nightmare vine pollen, you can go to the service desk on the first floor of the Magic Union for consultation. The price I give is still very fair... ..."

The pharmacy owner said sincerely.

"Can……"

When Roy came out of the magic pharmacy, he looked back at this inconspicuous potion shop. He didn't expect the owner's character to be really good.

Suddenly there were 320 seven magic crystals in the wallet, which made Roy feel like he got rich overnight.

Thinking of how generous this friend of the Sea Clan was, the gifts he gave him twice were actually very valuable.

Even though he knew it was late and Roy's stomach was growling with hunger, Roy didn't intend to leave.

He came back to the inscription workshop...

The silver moon elf waitress standing in front of the counter obviously recognized Roy, and asked cautiously:

"What do you need?"

Roy held the counter with both hands, and asked the waitress, "Is Wizard Scarlett still here?"

"Yes." The elf waitress replied.

Judging that there might be something wrong with the magic pattern structure at noon, he stared at Roy nervously.

"Can you inform me? My name is Roy." Roy said.

"Of course, please wait!"

After finishing speaking, the elf waitress hurriedly waved to the stairs. The elf waitress over there walked over quickly, took Roy to the rest area on the second floor, and entertained Roy with fruit tea and fruit.

Not long after, Magician Scarlett came out of the room.

Seeing Roy sitting in front of the square table in the corridor and eating fruit, he stopped, sat opposite Roy, and asked a little speechlessly:
"What do you want from me? Couldn't there be something wrong with the magic pattern construction at noon?"

Roy shook his head quickly and said:
"Miss Scarlett, I'm here this time to ask for your help. I want to buy a few more magic pattern structures..."

Scarlett stared at Roy strangely, and asked him, "How many copies do you want to buy?"

"Four... if you have enough money, five are fine..."

Roy looked up, looked into her blue eyes and said.

(End of this chapter)