I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 10 Brown-haired Girl

You can actually choose a specialization every time you level up?

This is good news.

The effects of specializations seem to be more powerful than simply adding attribute points.

Which one should we choose this time?

First, we can rule out the second one. Wilder's alcohol tolerance is average. He was already a bit tipsy after drinking a glass of ale last night. Even if his strength is enhanced, it would be useless if he couldn't cast a spell while drunk.

The first one is okay, but missions are often in teams, and this kind of alert work can be completely handed over to Lyle.

As for the third one...

It seems to be a good match for the [actor] chosen last time. First, use the performance to make the target relax their guard, and then give a [command] to seize the initiative in the attack.

It can be surprisingly effective when you can't win a fight. Although it has side effects, by the time the opponent realizes what's happening, you've already made a quick getaway.

It is a specialty that is good at both offense and defense.

This one will do.

With a thought, Wilder unlocked the [Commands] perk.

The properties panel also changes accordingly.

+1.

【Charm】: 11

In this way, both intelligence and charm reach a perfect 11 points, making her truly talented and beautiful.

get up!

Compared to last night, the first-floor bar was much quieter this morning, with a few diners quietly eating breakfast at their tables.

Wilder ordered a set meal:

Two slices of freshly baked rye bread, a bowl of oatmeal with berries, and a small cup of warm apple cider with a low alcohol content.

After breakfast, following the directions Cyrion had given him the day before, and after asking a few more people, he found 22 Greystone Street.

An inconspicuous shop with a somewhat worn wooden sign hanging above the door.

Lingzhu Baozhai.

Wilder pushed open the door and went inside; the small animal teeth hanging inside jingled.

The store is small, but it's packed full of stuff.

The dark oak shelves were stacked one on top of another, each shelf covered with dark red velvet.

The items were categorized, ranging from slightly shiny garnets and pale gold cut minerals to silver rings, amulets, and bracelets, most of which Wilder couldn't name.

Welcome!

Their voices were heard, but their faces were not seen.

Wilder approached the counter and saw a dwarf who was only waist-high standing on a stool, holding a magnifying glass and seemingly studying something.

The dwarf had gray hair, a neat short beard, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

"You are... Mr. Baggins?"

"Exactly." Baggins put down what he was holding and responded enthusiastically, "Young man, what would you like to buy? Jewelry? Gems? Or magical items?"

"I'm not here to buy anything," Wilder said, pulling the red dragon scale from his pocket. "I'd like you to help me authenticate this."

Baggins took the scale, his eyes lighting up.

"Dragon scales? That's not common."

He picked up a magnifying glass and examined it carefully, turning it over and over again several times.

"Red dragon, young dragon, molted, well-preserved." He brought it closer to his nose and sniffed. "It smells like an animal, like something you found on a kobold?"

"Um……"

Wilder was taken aback; he was indeed an expert. He then asked, "How much is it worth?"

Baggins pondered for a moment: "Good quality, I can give you two gold coins."

Wilder was secretly delighted.

It's more than double what Cyril estimated!

But he couldn't easily change his expression, so he quietly activated the "actor" mode, and his face immediately showed an extremely disappointed and slightly dissatisfied look.

"Just two gold medals?"

"Two gold coins is already a fair price. If you go to other places, you'll be lucky to get one and a half gold coins."

Baggins gently rubbed the scales with his fingertips, clearly enjoying it.

"Okay, then I'll go to another place."

Wilder remained unfazed and reached out to take the scales back.

That resolute air came from the heart, as if he was about to leave at any moment.

"etc."

Baggins instinctively pulled his hand back a little, biting his lip. "I can only give you two gold and fifty silver at most."

Seeing that the other party remained silent, he added, "I really can't offer any more. This is definitely the highest price that can be offered in the entire Ironweave Town."

Wilder felt that was about right, and that old man Baggins seemed to be a very honest man.

"Alright then..."

Before Wilder could finish speaking, the small beast teeth on the door behind him rattled again.

A pale arm pushed open the door.

A young girl walked in.

She looked to be about the same age as Wilder, with long, dark brown curly hair cascading down her back. She wore a simple light brown linen robe, revealing her naturally fair, slender, and long arms.

Wilder couldn't help but take a second look.

Her face was paler than her arms, and she had a pair of captivating pale blue eyes. Her beauty was tinged with a touch of heroism, making her stand out from the rugged town.

Welcome!

Baggins called out, his hand still gripping the scale.

The young woman approached the counter, her gaze briefly glancing at Wilder before finally settling on the shopkeeper, Baggins.

"Little girl, what would you like to buy? Jewelry? Gems? Or magical items?"

"I'm selling something," she said briefly, then took a deep red gem from her robe pocket. "How much for this?"

Baggins took it and glanced at it, slightly disappointed, but his tone remained enthusiastic: "The bloodstone is of decent quality. I can give you thirty silver coins."

"I'll sell it," the girl readily agreed.

"Okay, wait a moment while I get you the money."

Baggins put away the bloodstone and looked at Wilder. "Young man, what's your decision? Two gold is really the highest price you can get."

Wilder's lips twitched: "Didn't you just say two gold and fifty silver?"

"Oh right, two gold and fifty silver! Absolutely fair!" Baggins laughed awkwardly.

This old man doesn't seem that honest.

However, considering Cyrion's valuation, Wilder can accept this price.

"That……"

The transaction was interrupted for the second time by the girl.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing the dragon scale in Baggins's hand, she suddenly raised her voice and said.

Wilder looked at her, puzzled.

Whether it was her imagination or not, her pupils suddenly turned slightly red.

He blinked, and the color returned to a pale blue.

"Sell me this dragon scale." She said bluntly.

"Young lady, you can't do this. I was the one who started it..." Baggins looked troubled, as this was the first time he had ever seen someone come to his shop to challenge him.

The girl ignored him, only repeating one sentence:

"Sell me."

interesting.

Wilder suddenly felt that things were moving in a positive direction.

"How much are you offering?" he asked with great interest.

"How much is he offering?" she asked, pointing to Baggins.

"Two gold coins and fifty silver coins."

"I'll offer three gold coins," she decisively raised the price.

Somewhat reluctantly, Baggins followed up: "Young man, I'll offer three gold pieces... plus ten silver!"

Five gold coins.

The girl raised the two gold coins directly.

Baggins looked at her incredulously.

What are you going to do?

As the most senior treasure appraiser in Ironweave Town, he knew that this dragon scale could be sold for a maximum of four gold coins; anything more would be a losing proposition.

"Why……"

He sighed and silently pushed the dragon scale out.

Wilder was naturally overjoyed.

Hardware!

It was five times more than expected!

"Deal, pay up."

"Wait, let's go outside to make the deal." After saying that, the girl looked at Baggins and said, "Give me thirty silver coins."

"Okay, okay."

Baggins was a kind old man after all; even though his business was taken from him, he still completed the transaction with the girl.

After the girl received the money, Wilder walked out of the store with her.

Under the shade of a tree, Wilder held a scale in one hand and extended the other to the girl: "Five gold pieces, cash on delivery."

The girl put all thirty silver coins she had just received into his hand.

"Huh? What about the rest?" Wilder frowned.

The girl blinked her pale blue eyes and answered earnestly:

"That's all I have right now."