Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 31 Re-entry

"this……"

Karl frowned.

It's true that it's a sale to anyone, but he doesn't think Kingsley can afford the price.

"Irwinie's birthday is coming up soon, and I plan to buy it as her birthday present."

Kingsley said:

"Three pounds, how about that?"

Evangeline?

An image of a girl flashed through Karl's mind, causing him to hesitate. He then sighed helplessly and nodded slowly.

"Oh well."

"Cran." Kingsley was overjoyed, turning his head to look at the old man Crane, swaying his body and speaking in a seductive voice:

"Can you pay for it for me?"

"Okay." Crane grinned.

"I'll pay."

Three pounds isn't much for him.

Old Nick looked at the scene and gently shook his head.

The hairpin was worth far more than three pounds; even three gold coins would be cheap. This woman is so shrewd; she got such a great benefit without spending a penny.

However, he believed that Karl was also aware of the hairpin's true value.

Three pounds,

It's not worth making a special trip for at all.

After paying, Kingsley's attitude immediately turned cold, and he said a few words before taking his leave.

"Honey, should we go to your place or a hotel?"

"A hotel?"

"Let's go eat first."

"certainly!"

The two discussed their upcoming itinerary as if no one else was around, and gradually moved away from each other.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Karl was speechless. It turned out that his earlier enthusiasm was only because of the hairpin.

"Excuse me."

Turning around, he looked at old Neil:

"I actually have one more thing here."

As he spoke, he took out a jade bracelet and placed it on the table, which made the somewhat disappointed old Neil's eyes light up.

When we left Buddy's, it was already getting dark.

Karl touched the heavy money bag, turned and walked into a dark alley. When he came out, he was completely transformed.

The black cloak covered his body completely, his features were hidden deep inside the hood, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

"Divine Realm Fragments... How convenient."

He glanced at Buddy's Goods Store, muttered something under his breath, and then turned and walked into another consignment shop.

"friend."

Gary, who was greeting guests, saw Carl walk in, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over to greet him:

"You've arrived."

"Um."

Karl nodded, his voice icy:

"Same as always, inspect the goods, and sell if the price is right."

"Yes, yes." Gary rubbed his hands together, looking expectant.

"My friend, you always manage to bring me good stuff. I wonder what it will be this time. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Still jewelry." Karl sat down, casually pulled a necklace from his pocket, and placed it on the table.

"Take a look."

This is a necklace made up of dozens of gemstones, each of which sparkles with dazzling light. The necklace is simple yet elegant, with a smooth chain and perfect matching.

If it weren't for the poor quality of the gemstones, it could almost be considered a beautiful and priceless treasure.

"nice one!"

Gehry's eyes lit up as he held the necklace and gently stroked it.

"Unfortunately, the gemstone is of average quality, but even so, it is still an excellent work of art."

"Well……"

"Twenty gold coins!"

Ok?

Beneath the hood, Karl raised an eyebrow slightly.

It wasn't because the price was too low, but because it was too high, even exceeding his expected price range.

Small jewelry items are difficult to sell at high prices, especially those of low quality.

A few gold coins are quite common.

His target price was ten gold coins.

"Twenty gold coins?"

"That's good," Gary explained.

"This price is already quite high, and if you're not satisfied, I'm sorry to say."

As he spoke, he placed the necklace on the table.

"No."

Karl's voice carried a hint of amusement:

"I'm very satisfied, just twenty gold coins."

After seeing Carl off, Gary waved his arm fiercely, then put away the necklace and hurriedly ran to the backyard.

…………

"Rings, earrings, necklaces."

Bray Foster, the youngest son of the Foster family, lay on a soft chair, playing with the necklace in his hand.

His eyes flickered, and he asked:

"Is this a set?"

"It's a set!"

Gehry nodded emphatically:

"These three pieces of jewelry are all made of topaz and cut in the same way. The topaz in the earrings is of the highest quality."

"The most expensive single item is the necklace, which cost twenty gold coins. If you sell the whole set, the cheapest you can get is one hundred gold coins."

Although the ring and earrings are a pair, they are relatively small and not expensive to buy. The two items together are not even as expensive as a necklace.

This single transaction yielded several times the profit.

"interesting."

Bray Foster narrowed his eyes:

"A complete set of jewelry costs more; any normal person would know that. Why sell them separately?"

"Moreover, it's not sold in just one place."

The Foster family's businesses spanned the entire city, and they owned more than one consignment shop, as well as doing business with other consignment shops.

These three pieces of jewelry were discovered by chance by the staff below; items from different shops turned out to be a set.

"This..." Gary hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Could it be stolen goods?"

A set of jewelry, sold in batches and in different shops, and kept hidden, is clearly something that cannot be seen in the light of day.

"Maybe."

Bray tossed aside the necklace he was holding, beckoned Gary closer:

"Remember to say hello next time he comes."

"..." The expression inside the lid changed slightly, then he nodded:

"Yes."

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Carl was unaware that his act of selling goods under a concealed identity would inadvertently attract the attention of others.

As for that set of jewelry...

He acquired them in batches, and when he sold them, he had no idea that they would be a complete set.

He returned to Black City several days later.

"There are fewer and fewer people."

Entering the Rakka market and looking at the sparse crowd, Karl shook his head slightly and came to Aya's stall.

Ok?

The unfamiliar stall owner made him frown slightly.

Aya is not here.

"friend."

When the stall owner saw someone stop, he immediately greeted them warmly:

"Whatever you need, the price is negotiable."

Carl glanced at the goods on the stall and said slowly, "The previous stall owner has stopped doing business?"

"Hmm..." The stall owner's smile faded, and he scrutinized Karl from head to toe.

"As you know, it's perfectly normal for one or two people to die in Black City, and it's common for stalls to change hands."

"Too."

Karl nodded and took a step forward.

Just like the other party said, it's not uncommon for people to die in Black City. Aya was just agile, but she was still an ordinary person, so it's normal for her to die.

"well?"

Seeing that Carl was about to leave, the stall owner hurriedly got up and pretended to stop him:

"My friend is so impatient! I never said she was dead!"

"You're looking for Aya, right? I know where she is. Come with me while I pack my things."

Carl stopped and watched as the other person packed up the items on the stall. After a moment's thought, he followed.

"If you ask me, what's so great about Aya? I sell the same things she sells here."

The stall owner, carrying a package, said as he walked:

"Friend, are you really not going to consider me? The price is negotiable, and there are discounts for bulk orders."

"How much further?" Karl didn't answer, but just looked up at the sky.

The sky was dark.

The two had already left the market and arrived at an abandoned ruin.

"Soon."

The stall owner quickened his pace:

"It's just ahead."

"clatter……"

Karl stopped in his tracks:

"Let's do it here."

He lifted his cloak, revealing a broadsword on his back:

"Now that you've lured me out, there's no need to hide anymore, come out now."

(End of this chapter)