Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 943 Toronto's Secret Move
Jinbei had never seen such a despicable mage.

Even though they discovered traces of the artifact... it's understandable that they weren't tempted. There are always mages who prefer to believe in themselves, and not only do they refuse it, but they also go and throw curses of misfortune on it!

That's not something you give to mortals who are interested in him; it's a golden cup.

Jinbei never understood why anyone would research curses targeting artifact spirits, and even be able to use them on such a powerful artifact spirit as his own.

Most importantly, how did he know that those artifacts that looked completely different were problematic?
They acted recklessly, without considering the consequences, and weren't they afraid that it might be a contingency plan left by some deity?
Is he really not afraid of getting beaten up?

Anyway, Cup really wanted to punch him, and almost couldn't hold back.

If only I hadn't failed to recognize the curse's effect at the time...

But the problem with Jinbei was only discovered after he met people again.

He was clearly the most valuable person in the vortex, but everyone acted as if they didn't see him at all!
However, Jinbei was certain that he had indeed flashed before everyone who entered the vortex.

Celie wasn't the first mortal he encountered who was barely usable, but she was the only one he could get close to.

A stronger person might be able to see him, but would definitely feel disgusted from the bottom of their heart!
Or perhaps there's something else more important to the person who's entered the vortex than a divine artifact.

Just like the spell pearl that Celie initially chose.

But Celie was his only hope.

After all, although her professional level was low, her mental strength was strong enough... which happened to be the lowest level that the Golden Cup could access.

If you do the opposite, you'll definitely miss out on him.

The vortex is a random reward created by the gods of this world. Even though he can always fit himself into it perfectly as a gift, he can't stop other more suitable gifts from appearing.

Those who are recognized by the gods and enter the final secret realm must have excellent moral character and willpower.

Compared to inexplicably powerful artifacts, more than one person chose a future that was more suitable for them... such as a spellbook that could help them advance to a higher level and special advanced resources that money couldn't buy.

Cup is really worried that if he doesn't come out with Celie, he won't be able to get out.

Otherwise, with Celie's meager strength, how could she possibly break through his outer layer of protection?
This child might not even be able to break through the protection of a high-level artifact!
Although Celie is a strong-willed child... however, such a child is worlds apart from the goal he wants to achieve.

No matter how eloquently he spoke, given that his power was diminished due to his previous defeat, he was unable to provide the resources needed by the lower-ranking knights.

It's not that he can't provide it.

Rather, the world is too peaceful, and commerce and resources have been developed to their fullest extent.

In particular, the Earth Church's planting bases are everywhere... Although each base has its own special products, in order to feed a large number of lower-level members, these bases will also strive to plant and develop the most used knight advancement resources.

This results in the fact that while the extremely special top-tier resources that allow knights to develop far beyond others are still very expensive, or even more expensive, all the basic resources before level 10 are sold off at cost price.

Moreover, the price is the same worldwide.

Even the most cunning and unscrupulous merchant is useless. Even if he finds a legitimate, secluded place, he can only make money for a year or two at most... The Eye of the Earth is watching you!

Then, when those newly minted professionals who were deceived by him also held the overly kind belief that they wouldn't be where they are today without his expensive resources... it was inevitable that they would resort to violence.

A shrewd businessman would never make money this way!

If a typical merchant encountered such an undeveloped area, he would happily tell the church and nobles in exchange for a considerable reward.

In this world, only those outside the law—those who are wanted by all countries and have no legitimate place to stay—have to endure this kind of extortion and blackmail based on basic resources.

But who cares about their feelings?

Those who dare to do business with them are unlikely to be good people; outsiders don't need to worry about their safety.

In the Tower of Despair, anything that makes life more comfortable is more expensive than these knight resources... When Cup first saw this situation, he was about to explode.

He thought he had arrived in a weak, incompetent, and riddled-with-holes world, where all he needed to do was reveal a little bit of his identity and light so that the people he set his sights on would kneel down and beg for help... But it turned out to be a bizarre world where people had to scheme against each other, and even when several evil forces joined forces, they would inexplicably fail.

The members of the Earth Church have been fighting amongst themselves, but their main method of fighting is economic warfare... specifically, the kind of economic warfare that breaks the monopoly of their own members.

In other worlds, where everyone is from the Church of the Earth, no matter how much they fight, they will tacitly maintain the value of resources at a high level, so that everyone in the world has to beg them to get even a little bit of benefit.

This is real business acumen!

However, even the mysteriously appearing goddess of wealth in this world does not support such a business philosophy, attributing it to outdated and nonsensical ideas... She actually said that selling things to those who need them most at the most reasonable price is what constitutes business.

The rich have their business dealings, and the poor have their own economic plans.

If the rich want to become even richer, they cannot allow the poor to be too poor, and they certainly cannot allow them to go hungry or cold.

Gold coins only have monetary value when they circulate... which proves that the more users there are, the more powerful the god who controls the economy becomes. The Golden Cup completely disagrees with this idea.

He always remembered that the original laws and economic rules actually originated from his creators, and he was deeply proud of them.

That is the complete opposite of what the world's goddess of wealth advocates.

This place made him very uncomfortable, especially the sun.

This wasn't the first world Jinbei had left after leaving his homeland. The others, especially Seth's, made him feel that his Lord had made absolutely no mistake in making that choice.

Gods are inherently high above, and mortal beings should kneel at their feet and be at their beck and call... Only those who shed their foolish human skin are qualified to bow and pay homage under the sun.

He was an eternal flame, and he disdained to look down at those who had no destiny.

Even if he suffers a setback due to a momentary oversight, he can still reignite his passion with his intelligence.

Jinbei truly believes that leaving the sun to a guy like Ransendall was a real mistake.

However, what he and Ransendel both felt was that the sunlight of this world... despite being stubborn, willful, and extreme, was able to control its desires and uphold the bottom line of the rules.

The Golden Cup is completely incomprehensible.

Just like he couldn't believe that such a strange little world existed... a neutral sun that only wanted to fight against evil, a chaotic moon, an indifferent earth, and a storm that roared wildly... How familiar it felt!

And yet these same people brought about such a prosperous and peaceful world.

He didn't understand, but he just wanted to break this peace that made him feel irritable and depressed.

The Golden Cup shouldn't actually be here. His collaborators did use similar methods, but they didn't intend to use it.

Jinbei also knew that he was only suitable to contact high-level professionals... Only those people could understand how precious the knowledge he had preserved from the most prosperous period of magic long ago was.

A child like Celie simply cannot understand his concept of equivalent exchange.

And it really doesn't work.

The knight advancement resources he acquired through his abilities were enough for her to buy dozens of copies herself!

Damn Lord of the Earth, how can anyone allow their subordinates to do as they please...

"Is Mr. Cup angry? Because I said I was going to sell you to someone else?" The golden cup's anger was interrupted by the soft-spoken little girl.

He wasn't actually angry.

Although Celie used the great golden cup as a bargaining chip, he preferred this outcome to a repeat of it...

Jinbei will never forget how the last guy who thought he was useless dealt with him.

From then on, he could not accept anyone's judgment that he was worthless.

“I’m not angry. After all, it’s my own fault for being of little use to you,” the golden cup replied gently. “Even a divine artifact is a disgrace if it’s useless to its master.”

Before I leave you, let me give you some resources to survive; that would be the best fate we could have.

A thought flashed through Celie's mind... This cup seems a little crazy!
Normally, shouldn't she be offered to a noble lord or the king?

If Celie hadn't already determined that this thing had ill intentions, she would have thought she had actually encountered a sacred artifact!
That's strange!

A flicker of curiosity about the cup's past arose within Celia, which she suppressed with feigned sincerity. "So, would you prefer a great scholar willing to gain endless knowledge from you, or a great mage who would inevitably study you?"

Jinbei paused for a moment: "Grand Master? You mean that Toronto guy? That won't do... His smell is extremely repulsive to me."

Celie blinked: "Although she's a bit crazy, her memory is pretty good!"

The cup design still remembers.

“Although I don’t understand why you hate Toronto mages so much, what about Archmage Alsaran or Archmage Lori?” Celie asked cautiously.

“Arsalan? Didn’t they say he was going to the stars soon?” Cup immediately refused. “Lorry probably won’t leave the North, right? The air there is too thin; I don’t like it.”

Celie couldn't help but scratch her nose... Had this guy suffered a loss at the hands of Archmage Lowry?

But she didn't intend to continue probing, and asked in a clear voice, "So that's a great scholar?"

The only great scholar I know is Mr. Yuri, and he happens to be here too.

May I? "

(End of this chapter)