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Chapter 57: Rafael (Part 2)

A few days ago, when he sought an Artificer to fix his artifact, he was bluntly told that it was beyond repair due to excessive prior fixes, making it irreparable. He was advised to get a new artifact.

It wasn't until last night when Rafael suddenly mentioned that he found a skilled Artificer for artifact repairs, reasonably priced. He had seen the transformation in his friend's artifact, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Big Sister Amalia, how much would it cost to repair my friend's artifact?" Rafael, sensing his friend's anxiety, asked on his behalf.

Amalia quoted a price.

The first boy was taken aback.

"What's wrong?" Amalia looked at the first boy, thinking he might find the price too high.

The first boy immediately shook hia head like a tambourine, hastily saying, "No, no, no, the price is great, much cheaper than I expected."

"This is a preferential price, only this time." Amalia raised an eyebrow.

The first boy paused again, lowering his head. "Thank you."

Rafael patted his friend's shoulder.

Twenty minutes later, under Amalia's expertise, the first boy's artifact underwent a remarkable transformation. All the previous repair marks were eradicated, the surface now smooth and devoid of the previous pitting. Amalia found a lot of black impurities under the artifact, more than the combined amount from the two artifacts repaired before. Due to frequent repairs by less skilled Artificers, each fix left behind more impurities, causing the artifact's functionality to deteriorate gradually, reaching a point where getting a new one would be more beneficial.

This time, Amalia extracted the impurities from the artifact. Although the artifact might not reach its peak functionality of a hundred percent, it was restored to about ninety-five or ninety-six percent.

After paying, the three boys thanked Amalia and prepared to leave. The bold second boy approached Amalia, "Big Sister Amalia, can I add your contact information? If anyone needs artifact repairs in the future, we can refer them to you."

Amalia didn't refuse. Repairing artifacts was one of her methods of self-improvement, and the more people sought her services, the better.

Rafael and the first boy also boldly approached to add her contact information.

Before leaving, Rafael suddenly remembered something.

"Big Sister Amalia, this is my token of appreciation. Please don't refuse it."

A packet of milk candies with white rabbit brand was placed in front of her. Amalia looked up in surprise, questioning, "Why are you giving me this?"

Rafael, feeling shy, said, "I accidentally noticed a White Rabbit candy peeking out of your pocket that day. I figured it must be one of your favorites, so I thought this gift would be suit you."

"So, That's the reasons you were searching for this yesterday." The two friends expressed their surprise.

"Thank you." Amalia didn't mention that someone who liked White Rabbit milk candies might have a strange personality.

After the three boys left, Amalia stared at the White Rabbit candy for a few minutes, involuntarily recalling the person's face in her mind.

Lately, this person seemed to appear in her thoughts quite frequently. Amalia shook off the images from her mind and pocketed the candy.


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Chapter 58: If I'm The One who Give You the Note, Would You Call Me? (Part 1)

After Rafael and the other two people visited, Amalia's business improved. That day, when he helped repair the artifacts for the two, there were others watching, and they found that her abilities was indeed remarkable.

Consequently, a few of them became interested, so they rejecting the thin stall owner's offers and instead seeking out Amalia help, which made the thin stall owner very angry, but he can't do anything.

Bluntly speaking, for some people, artifacts are their lifeblood, and no one wants their lifeblood to be in jeopardy. So, whoever has higher skills, that's who the customers will seek.

Even though this method doesn't earn Amalia money as quickly as selling artifacts herself, after these days of repairs, she found crafting artifacts in the future to be more effortless than before.

As she bid farewell to the last customer, Amalia noticed that the sky had darkened, and preparing to close her stall.

"You're really hiding your talents, little sister," the chubby stall owner sighed as Amalia walked past carrying her things.

Amalia paused, "Just making a living."

"Your talent at making a living surpasses many of us," the chubby stall owner stroked his chin, shaking his head. Initially, they had overlooked a gem, and mistaking it as a stone for what was clearly a gold.

Amalia's repair quality alone had made them forget their competition, "Little sister, are you also from the Market?"

The chubby stall owner couldn't help but inquire, considering someone with such talent shouldn't be buried.

Amalia simply responded with an "Hmm" and continued walking.

The chubby stall owner didn't stop her, realizing that Amalia was reluctant to reveal too much about herself.

After Amalia disappeared from sight, turning to the thin stall owner, who has gloomy expression. The chubby stall owner advised him by saying: "You better not antagonize her. Judging by the trend these past few days, there will only be more people seeking her for artifact repairs in the future."

The thin stall owner hung his head, silent.

...

Amalia inserted her hand into her pocket and was pricked by something. Retrieving it, she discovered it was the packet of White Rabbit milk candies that Rafael had given to her.

Despite Rafael's casual remark, Amalia knew these milk candies were not easy to come by.

Amalia put the candy back in her pocket, deciding to take a shortcut back to her apartment that night, a decision she would soon regret.

Night fell quickly, and the dusk lights along the roadside flickered faintly. At the end of the narrow path, set against the backdrop of distant neon lights, the darkness loomed eerily.

Suddenly, a loud bang shattered the silent night, as if someone had a megaphone right beside your ear.


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