Chapter 610: Baron Cedric
A fair-haired adolescent boy, approximately 15 years of age, casually strolled along the bustling thoroughfare, eventually reaching a shop called 'Myriad Smith.' Clad in an ordinary linen garment, he wrapped a black cloth around his head, exuding the appearance of an average young boy.
He shouldered a worn leather satchel at that moment, displaying signs of fatigue and weariness.
Noticing his arrival, a brawny-looking male shopkeeper sized him up and down and asked in a rough voice.
"What do you want, lad? If you aren't here to buy anything, scram." His tone was harsh.
"I'm here to sell," Charles said without minding his cold look and calmly took out a 15 cm long blackish tooth.
"Hmm? A Magic Beast's tooth? Dread Marauder's tooth? It is also a mature one." The shopkeeper inspected the tooth in mere seconds and hurriedly invited him into the shop.
Charles didn't say another word and calmly followed him.