章 24: Purchasing the book and Getting Robbed!

Chapter 24

"Ah, that book is a martial arts book. It records a decent martial art technique focused on movements. It's called [Six Thoughtful Steps of the Spirits]."

'So it was that…'

Oliver raised a brow as he pretended to be in thought.

In reality, the martial art technique focusing on movement was a common technique that could be found in multiple places.

There was nothing special about it in the eyes of normal exorcists.

They could find copies of this martial art distributed around the human territories.

It was a decent technique to learn and master, and undoubtedly, it helped many exorcists who mastered it.

But what people didn't know was that this was an incomplete technique.

In fact, this martial art technique was a part that belonged to an important technique in the story.

The technique was called…

The technique was called [Spirit Stretch].

An unbelievably fast movement technique that spirits of the world use to travel.

This technique needed to be joined with other parts of the main technique in order for all the conditions to be fulfilled.

What was even more absurd was that someone was able to complete this due to a very strange reason.

In the novel, a character in the academy arc was able to collect all the parts of this technique and received [Spirit Stretch] directly from the spirits.

How was he able to achieve that?

It was all thanks to his severe obsession with anything related to spirits. It was borderline disgusting but in a world where wars and demons were rampant, no one cared for some exorcist's weird fetishes.

"I will take this."

Oliver told the shop owner, getting [Spirit Stretch] would be extremely beneficial for him considering the character who had it in the novel was always able to escape whenever his class fell in trouble with demons.

"That'll be 500 Neden."

Oliver cursed the shopkeeper, this was so expensive.

"What's the discounted price?" He asked.

"I won't make much profit on it so this does not have a discount."

"What? No, you must do something about it, otherwise, forget it."

Oliver quickly applied the 'Going, Going, Gone' tactic he had learned in his previous life while performing bargaining and negotiations.

"This…"

The man was speechless at this moment. He hadn't made many sales since the morning and Oliver was his first customer that he had gone to bring himself.

He couldn't let Oliver leave without selling something.

"Haah… Alright, I am willing to lower the price if you buy something else as well."

It was not a bad deal.

"Then give me that." Oliver pointed his finger to one of the glass boxes that had a material placed under it.

A black material that was somewhat transparent, and mirror-like.

It was known to be very light, malleable in solid form. This substance had a waxy texture in solid form. This material's melting point was one of the highest known. Not to mention it was superconductive.

It was called Hypon.

It was generally used to make tough esper specialized weapons.

He had some use for it so he decided to purchase it.

"Thank you for your purchase. Your total will be 2000 Neden after discount."

"Here."

Oliver quickly received a bag containing his items and paid the owner his amount. It was a lot but even a small quantity of Hypon was considered quite expensive as it was a rare material.

With that, he left the shop.

Back at the market, he purchased a few more things… until suddenly something happened…

"No way… there's no way…"

Oliver widened his eyes as he looked at the bag containing his things.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY WALLET!?"

That's right, he had been pickpocketed.

"Someone actually dares to pickpocket… more importantly, I did not even realize it until now when I needed it."

He could not help but mutter in utter disbelief.

Someone dared to pickpocket one of the young masters of the clan in broad daylight.

The same clan where they were walking right now belonged to his family.

Yet they dare to rob someone from that family.

He frowned as he realized that not everyone was aware that white-haired people were the members of the Mystic family.

His clan might be popular but the main people of the clan were always shrouded in mystery.

It was no wonder he got robbed.

A normal young master of the clan wouldn't allow themselves to be pickpocketed, it was just that Oliver also had heightened senses but he was walking around like an idiot.

He had never seen such magical items in his previous life, all of this felt new and mystical to him.

Everything here was supernatural in his eyes, he was just so lost in exploring everything like a child in a candy store that his guard was lowered severely which resulted in this.

The clan market provided him with a sense of security and thus he unknowingly didn't notice.

Not to mention, no sane young master would walk around a market like him. His circumstances were different and he had to do it in order to buy resources for himself.

'I should have been careful…'

His eyes turned mystical once again as he looked around… hoping to find the one who had pickpocketed him.

But to no avail, he could not find the thief, it was quite evident that he had been robbed some time ago and by now the thief was probably quite far away.

"Sigh…" His hands went to his pocket and retrieved a couple of notes, he barely had any Neden left now. Most of his money was in the wallet that had been now stolen.

"This is so frustrating!"

He shook his head, after thinking about it, he could not help but suddenly have dark ideas.

He glanced at the few near shops and the crowd of customers bargaining.

"No! What am I thinking!?"

He felt ridiculous, although it wouldn't be an issue for him to rob these people secretly by taking advantage of the crowd, he felt it was just too low.

He had read how protagonists would fall low after their reincarnations and transmigrations, and he felt it was understandable but right now his mind was not ready to rob the innocent ones who might be poorer than him.

What difference would there be between him and the person who stole his wallet?

"Instead…" His eyes narrowed, with [Cosmic Void Gaze], he could see quite far and there were a couple of presences that made him a little interested.

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章 25: Auction? Abusing [Cosmic Void Gaze] for profit

Chapter 25

He followed the path all the way there and noticed a group of people.

Compared to others, they looked more refined and had better-looking clothes than the normal Joe.

They were surrounded by exorcists who were probably serving as bodyguards.

The exorcists were hired to be bodyguards because there would be times when intense fights would sometimes break out between fellow business owners.

The clan did not care about what happened inside the market area; if you die, then you die.

As long as the clan was not affected…

Of course, this also applied to all the official members of the clan. If you were going to enter the market and cause trouble and later get caught in trouble then…

Naturally, no one dared to try that; everyone knew that official clan members would be given immunity to such rules whatsoever so no one messed with them even in the market.

Oliver blended in with the crowd that was gathering around them and asked someone about the situation.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

"What!? You don't know? One of the biggest auctions of the year is going to take place soon. Those people over there are important guests invited by the clan."

Oliver was stunned.

Auction?

Indeed, there were auctions too that took place all around the year, at different scales in different places.

It would seem that there was going to be an auction soon in the market and these people in expensive clothing were probably traders or merchants invited by the clan to auction their items or buy items.

Receiving an invitation from one of the 5 clans was no joke; these people must be really influential to get invited to the auction.

Oliver's eyes shone with intensity as the world around him shifted.

From the special eyes, he was able to see that the important-looking person was not an exorcist but a normal human but…

His body was glowing in multiple auras, espera was flowing through vital parts of his body such as his chest, shoulders, abdominal area…

'There are probably multiple artifacts on his body…'

Oliver concluded quickly as there was no better explanation.

He shifted his focus to the exorcists around them and his eyes immediately narrowed.

They were… strong.

Their bodies were leaking abundant espera; it was flowing out continuously, he could feel tense just seeing that amount of espera through.

The vibrations in the air and the fluctuations around them were quite strong and erratic.

"Hmm…?"

One of the exorcists within the group suddenly looked around.

He felt like he was being watched by something… and it was giving him chills for some reason.

But upon looking around, all he could see were normal people.

'Imagination…?'

He decided to leave it at that and focus on his job.

In the distance, Oliver also left the crowd and went his own way.

He now wanted to participate in the auction; there were always great items listed in auctions.

He wanted to take part in the auction but he had no money; it would be useless to go there penniless.

'Is "penniless" the correct term even? Should I say "Neden-less" instead?'

He wondered as he could not think of any normal way to earn cash.

'Robbing strangers, robbing shops, threatening the weak with my superior strength, abusing my status, begging, blackmailing weak exorcists…?'

"Fuck! Why is my mind filled with such dark thoughts!? Could it be that I am a scumbag?"

Oliver seriously wondered this… apart from shady ways that would definitely land him in trouble sooner or later, he was not getting any ideas.

'If I must choose a shady method, then I should go with something that is the least shadiest… and won't land me into too much trouble.'

He thought, a variety of dangerous ideas going in and out of his mind.

"Ay, young man, how 'bout checking out some stuff? I got plenty of stuff over here for ya."

Oliver looked to his side and saw a man with a small wooden stall at the corner of the road, talking to a customer.

Although he barely had enough money left, he also went over to the shop.

He was now thinking about selling some low-price artifacts at a higher price to make some profits.

Auctions were rare and he didn't want to miss one now that he knew about it.

"Oh, hey there, another exorcist youngster! C'mon over, I've got loads of stuff you might dig!"

The stall owner looked to be in his middle age with a bald head and a few yellow teeth missing.

The stall owner did not care about Oliver's height and child-like appearance, there were many exorcists roaming around with stopped growth or cursed bodies so it was not a surprise to see one in flesh, although it was quite rare.

Ignoring him, Oliver looked at the items with his special eyes. He decided to start with this shop first and then move on to search more.

'All of them are fake and cheap replicas… hmm?'

Just as he was scanning the items on the counter, his eyes caught something shining.

It was a marble that was shining brightly; as he focused on the round marble, the colors became even more evident, a strong espera was flowing inside the ordinary-looking red marble.

The marble was not ordinary at all.

"How much for that sword?"

Oliver concealed his excitement and asked in a low voice pointing at a random old sword which was also a cheap replica.

"You got good eyes, young man. This sword used to be a possession of a great warrior in ancient times; I had to specially enter the ruins to get my hands on it. But for your cute face, I'll sell it for 2000 Neden, how abo—"

"Forget it."

Oliver cut him short and looked around pointing at a few more things but even before the stall owner could complete their prices, he directly cut him off.

The stall owner felt quite infuriated at this presumptuous nature.

Finally, he pointed at the red round marble and asked in a somewhat colder tone.

"How much for that marble?"

"700 Neden."

This time, the stall owner did not weave any bullshit story; he knew that Oliver was not a weak player, he seemed quite experienced in bargaining.

"50 Neden." He put up his own price.

"Impossible! Are you trying to rob me!?" The stall owner protested immediately.

"Then give a normal price, I know what you are doing here. Listen, I don't have time for these scam games; put a good price or I'll just leave."

Oliver said in a bored tone.

And as expected, the expression on the stall owner's face changed.

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