Wizard Immortality.

Chapter 58 Rules | Human Favors

Build a luxurious manor.

For ordinary people, the cost is enormous.

For wizards, the cost is minimal.

Grant had the money to build it, so Vic wasn't surprised.

Before entering the cellar.

The manor hall was bustling with people, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts; most of them were suppliers and employees of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.

They were unaware of the existence of the Night Raven Society.

They were completely unaware of the invisible hand manipulating the Chamber of Commerce.

Only a handful of people truly understand the internal structure of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.

They were all Grant's cronies.

The underground sanctuary where the Night Ravens' Trade Fair was held was far more luxurious than the manor on the surface.

A spacious hall.

Warm lighting illuminates the black and white marble floor.

A huge circular table is placed in the center.

Ten high-backed chairs made of bright red leather were placed around the table.

Excluding those who have already fallen.

Every wizard in the Night Raven Society has their own place.

When Vic arrived, six members were already seated.

The hall was silent, utterly still.

After Grant led the way to his seat, he turned and left, most likely to greet the other members.

Because all members of the society use code names and conceal their true appearance and voice, it is difficult to identify them.

After Vic took his seat.

Not long after.

Grant entered with one person.

Although there were only eight people in the room, he walked to the center of the round table and said, "The gods and hermits are unable to attend due to other matters. The attendees today know each other."

I won't go into detail about them one by one.

"To my right is Destiny. He joined when the association was first established, but due to personal reasons, he hasn't attended gatherings for many years."

Under the lights.

Each wizard in the academy wore a mask and a long, loose robe that obscured their appearance.

Under Grant's supervision.

The transaction proceeded smoothly.

Of the five initial members Vic attended his first Nightraven Trade Fair, only the Deepstar Queen and the Tower showed up; the Hermit was absent.

Grant never mentioned the whereabouts of the Golden Temple and the Archon.

It's likely that he has perished.

Fifteen years have passed, and the world has changed dramatically.

Even those with exceptional talent.

Careless actions can lead to death far from home.

Because Vic was one of the six original members of the Society, and two of the original members have already perished, his ranking is second only to the Deep Star Queen.

The two were sitting next to each other.

The last time they met.

This mysterious woman was just a senior apprentice. After many years of not seeing her, she is now a first-level wizard, far surpassing the other members of the society.

but.

Even after being promoted to a first-level wizard, she was still willing to participate in the Night Raven Trade Fair.

This indirectly demonstrates Grant's skillful methods.

It was Vic's turn to speak.

He stated bluntly, "If any of you know any world traders or know their whereabouts, I'll offer a high price to exchange information."

Six mysterious professions.

World traders and voodoo shamans are the rarest of all.

The former's whereabouts are uncertain, unknown to those around him.

The latter has an extremely high barrier to entry.

Moreover, among the six mysterious professions, the Voodoo Shaman has the oldest origins and its name is still used from ancient times. It belongs to the mysterious profession of the sorcery field.

Although voodoo shamans of the same level are not strong in combat, their methods are extremely unpredictable and should not be easily provoked.

In his previous life, Vic reached the peak of the sixth-level wizard, but he had only encountered a handful of voodoo shamans.

When Vic asked to find a world trader, the other members thought his purpose was clear: he must be looking for a certain material that was unavailable in the Death Rift region.

but.

Tracking the movements of global traders is extremely difficult.

Upon hearing Vic's request, all the members of the society fell silent, and no one responded.

Vic was not disappointed by this.

The Night Raven Society has a very short history, and its members are among the top in terms of strength and background among their peers, but they are ultimately limited to below the level one wizard.

It is reasonable that no one knows the whereabouts of the world's traders.

Seeing that no one responded, Grant was preparing to handle the next request.

now.

The Deep Star Queen, sitting next to Vic, suddenly said, "I can provide the whereabouts of the world's traders."

This statement came out.

The other members of the association all turned to look.

Grat's expression remained unchanged. Dressed in a magnificent black robe with gold trim, he stood still and said coldly, "The deal is done. After the trade fair, please wait in the lounge. I will then inform you both to discuss the details of the cooperation."

Vic wasn't surprised that the Deep Star Queen had information on the whereabouts of the World Traders.

Previously, she could produce all the materials for Enlightenment Potions at once.

Besides having a powerful background, they are highly likely to have had contact with traders worldwide.

The wizard was meticulous.

Just like when Vic and the Deep Star Queen first made their deal, the other party suspected that he himself was the unnamed alchemist.

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Vic also had reason to suspect that the Deep Star Queen was a world trader.

The materials for Enlightenment Potions are not expensive for a well-established wizarding organization, but they are difficult to obtain.

Materials of the caliber of Dream Fairy Crystal.

It has a price but no market.

The difficulty of obtaining it is even greater than that of the ever-changing starlight.

thereafter.

The Deep Star Queen had no requests to attend this meeting.

Grant announced the trade meeting was over.

For a clandestine wizarding organization like the Night Raven Society to continue operating, it needs extremely strict rules to sustain it.

During the trade fair.

In addition to making and responding to requests, every time a member speaks, it must be done under Grant's guidance.

Furthermore, the order of inquiries follows the sequence of the number of gatherings.

There are no personal privileges; individuals can make their requests first.

Grant's design of such rules was ingenious.

The members of the association are happy to comply.

In such situations, speaking arbitrarily without any order is not only inefficient, but also increases the probability of revealing one's true identity.

A glimpse of the whole picture through a tube.

Unraveling the mystery.

Wizards are extremely skilled at it.

Even the slightest flaw in one's words could lead to an investigation, which could then uncover one's true identity.

Too many words will be lost.

talk less.

It has no disadvantages and only advantages.

After the trade fair concluded.

Vic returned to his room.

Each lounge here is a separate, private room, and the interior is extremely luxurious, a design intentionally made by Grant.

This can prevent members from making private transactions without his knowledge.

Several hours later.

A masked wizard apprentice entered, his posture humble and respectful, and said in a low voice, "My Lord Fate, Lord Grant requests your presence at the Trading Hall."

After Vic arrived at the trading floor.

The Deep Star Queen was already waiting for him.

Because this is not a public area, both parties in the transaction can speak freely.

Haven't seen it in years.

The Deep Star Queen's voice remained gentle and melodious.

"Fate, it's been a long time."

Vic remained unmoved and said coldly, "Time is precious, let's get straight to the point. I'll offer five hundred soul stones in exchange for the whereabouts of the world trader."

Grant stood to the side, silent.

The Deep Star Empress smiled inexplicably and replied, "Five hundred soul stones is too few."

"Name your price."

Vic always pursues efficiency in his work.

He wouldn't agree to the deal if the price was too high.

The wizard is cunning.

If he acts too hastily and is determined to win, the other party will definitely find a way to use it against him.

Unstable.

The Deep Star Queen's laughter was melodious and pleasant, like a gentle breeze.

"We've worked together once, so forget about the soul stones; I don't need them."

So this time, I need you to owe me a favor. If you agree, I'll help you with this; if you don't, that's fine too.

(End of this chapter)