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Chapter 17 - 17 16 Trade_1

17: Chapter 16, Trade_1 17: Chapter 16, Trade_1 Staring at the scattered crystal shards on the ground, Charles’ mouth turned into a large O.

All the preliminary arrangements had led to this moment, which was beyond his wildest expectations.

Hudson, standing on the sidelines, was also helpless.

Just as he began to channel his spiritual power, the magic crystal was instantly drained, leaving him no opportunity to control it.

The only gain was that the compass in his mind became a bit solid, but this change was so subtle that one would overlook it without careful observation.

“Uncle Charles, could it be that the crystal wasn’t preserved well, and the magic power within it was completely drained, leaving only a mere shred that was quickly absorbed by me?”

Hudson attempted to argue defensively.

With limited means, even a magic crystal could cost dozens of gold coins.

Given the chance for a free handout, he intended to seize it.

Slightly perplexed, Knight Charles nodded his head.

Though far-fetched, it seemed to be the most reasonable explanation.

There had never been a report of a magic talent test draining a crystal.

Normally, one magic crystal could provide enough energy to replenish a junior magician’s power three times.

For it to be drained in an instant, it was as if a Saint of Law was present.

But of course, this was impossible.

There hadn’t been a sight of a Saint of Law for thousands of years.

It was difficult for Charles to understand, considering the magic crystal was in pristine condition just moments ago and didn’t show any signs of nearing exhaustion.

Suddenly, it was gone.

Could the Wizard’s Association have something to do with this?

However, why would those obsessed re

This is not a small amount.

Once the transaction is completed, I will not refund.”

Charles reminded him solemnly.

As someone who had been through this, he knew all too well about the charm of magic.

Fearful that Hudson would impulsively use the money dedicated to this campaign, he reminded him.

But as an outsider, he couldn’t blurt it out directly.

After all, nobles prized their honor.

Pointing it out directly would be questioning Hudson’s affordability or even his integrity.

Looking at the scene before him, Hudson could only lament inwardly.

All things considered, he was still too young.

If he were a few years older, using this money wouldn’t attract attention.

“Rest assured, Uncle Charles.

I know what I’m doing.

I won’t gamble with the thousand-year reputation of the Koslow Clan.”

As he spoke, Hudson opened the already prepared box of gold coins, counted the right amount, and handed it over.

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