Chapter 40: Trading

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Deer Horn Vander and Valia the Natural Language sat together, opposite them were Repa and Olivia Giant Beast.

The Nature Language family, once a founder family of the Association, is now in decline, yet still holds some rights.

Branch Chairman Deer Horn, who rose through seniority, relied on some background power, but his own strength is actually sufficient to oversee the city branch, without a need for him to engage in combat.

Just managing would do.

The Giant Beast siblings came seeking help.

Deer Horn would surely need to pull Valia into this, let her make the decision, even if the Nature Language family is in decline, they still have quite a few Official Level witches.

It's a matter of trade.

"How much are the two of you willing to pay?"

The Giant Beast siblings exchanged glances, with the elder brother Repa leading the negotiation.

"One-tenth share of the Monster Salt Swamp's profits."

Deer Horn immediately frowned.

"That's a bit less."

Repa spoke frankly.

"Branch Chairman Deer Horn, that's not how one should put it, let me do the math for you."

"The Monster Salt Swamp Profits are settled daily.

Composed of map intelligence (ticket fees), monster materials, Official Level monster resources, crystallized rotten wood, in four aspects.

Not only do the Wild Wizards of the Koster Region venture there, but most Wild Wizards within a three-hundred-kilometer radius opt for the Salt Marsh.

The visitor flow is around three thousand, Tower and Academy members, whether for training or completing tasks, generally carry them out in the Salt Marsh.

After taking over the Late Bell Church's share, since we don't send Apprentices to harvest materials inside, the total share went from 35% to 50%, with the rest going to the Tower and Academy.

The daily profit of the Salt Marsh can reach about fifty thousand Magic Stones, one-tenth means 2500 Magic Stones per day, 75000 a month, the number is not small."

Repa was correct.

But there are some things to note, daily profits can't be that consistent every day, Official Level monsters are not born every day, typically once a month, occasionally twice.

For the materials of this level, packaging the corpse for sale, the price reaches ten thousand Magic Stones, quite comfortably.

Crystallized rotten wood is a type of tree resource, only found in places like the Magic Swamp, to sustain development, likewise, can't be harvested every day.

So, what Repa spoke of is the maximum profit.

In reality, it might need to drop by twenty to thirty thousand, about forty thousand Magic Stones a month, more stable.

Just the Monster Salt Swamp, if reaching the maximum profit, one month can yield 750,000 Magic Stones, this many years of being settled, the extent of the three major forces' wealth is evident.

No wonder the Giant Beast Family from the North Sea seized this opportunity to intervene.

If this continues, the line of Repa the Giant Beast will eventually develop.

Deer Horn Vander and Valia looked at each other.

Convinced by Repa's calculation, they were decidedly tempted.

It's just a matter of dispatching Official Level witches for garrison duty.

Combat situations were rare, and if they occurred, it would be against Official Level monsters born on the surface of the Salt Marsh.

Repa paying such a huge price, pulling Nature Language onto the war chariot, driven by interests, when he grows up, it will be a different scene altogether.

Branch Chairman Deer Horn thought for a moment.

"Wizard Repa, I will contact the Nature Language clan on this matter and respond to you within three days."

"Good, then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Deer Horn nodded, saying he'd take three days, but everyone knew well, opportunities to slice the cake are rare.

Ninety-nine percent chance of success.

Valia watched as a witness, and she would write a letter with Deer Horn sending it to the Elf Clan's land in the Elf Forest.

When Lin Suo arrived.

He just saw old Deer Horn sending off Repa and sister with a smile on his face, Lin Suo recognized them, but they did not recognize Lin Suo.

He was somewhat curious but didn't interfere too much.

It's when he himself reaches the Official Wizard level, and obtains the qualification to join the Wizard Union Association, that he would truly be standing firm.

"Lea."

"Rhein!"

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Valia greeted him happily.

"How come you're here? Is there something you need from me?"

Lin Suo was startled, then casually replied,

"Only you would be clever enough to guess."

The two of them frolicked affectionately, causing Deer Horn to snort coldly in annoyance.

"Rhein lad, you've come just in time, there's a problem with the affairs of the Moon God royal family that I need your help with."

"Alright."

He followed the pair upstairs.

As Lin Suo walked, he asked about the topic of deep-sea polluters and quickly received answers.

The remains of the old gods sealed, the source of the pollution.

Wait a minute...

Moreover, the curse of the "Eternal Drowner" on the bodies of the deep-sea polluters was a godly curse that could not be lifted, not even by wizards above the Ninth Ring.

This surprised him.

He couldn't help but snicker coldly, sure enough, it was an ill-intentioned plan to send the wild wizards to their deaths.

But the matter of cleansing was true.

The danger of the "Eternal Drowner" lay in the infection of flesh and blood; once one came into contact with it, they were certain to be affected!

But there is no gain without loss.

Such a severe curse made the strength of the deep-sea polluters exceptionally weak; any witchcraft could easily kill them.

Witchcraft for purification could also dispel the curse seeds buried in the flesh.

No wonder the towers and the academy used these creatures to drive away the people of the Late Bell Church; it's like a mop covered in filth, tuberculosis competing with Lu Bu, who would want to touch such a thing!

Moving up another floor, Lin Suo couldn't help but ask,

"Can Apprentice-level purification witchcraft also cleanse the seeds of the Eternal Drowner curse?"

"It can, but it would need to be ground down gradually. It's a flaw of this type of curse. Endowing it with unparalleled infectivity, incurability, and other characteristics, it's bound to have many weaknesses in other aspects."

"The world would not allow a perfect curse to exist."

Flawed beauty?

Lin Suo's imagination ran wild; could he use the Power of Synthesis to cheat and create something perfect?

"Here we are."

Amidst his scattered thoughts, Branch Chairman Deer Horn led him to the fifth floor to that room, eagerly bringing out a beautifully crafted box.

The box was carved with many symbols from the Ancient Elf language.

This time it wasn't the secret tongue passed down by word of mouth, but rather a local vernacular, the argot of a certain Elf region!

Lin Suo couldn't help but roll his eyes – even elves had slang? Show-offs...

He could understand it, though.

After all, Language Masters weren't simple.

"This box..."

Lin Suo put on gloves, carefully examined it, and after a while, set the box down, and sighed,

"This truly belongs to the Moon God royal family."

Branch Chairman Deer Horn showed a delighted expression.

"Mr. Rhein, you understand what it's about?"

Lin Suo nodded and then shook his head.

"I have some ideas, but I need to study it more to fully understand."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should come from Moon God Island. According to the Moon King Holy Scripture, Moon God Island is the place of origin for the Moon God Elf lineage."

"The place in this world most likely to have Moon Stones, I'm afraid, is only there."

"Where did this come from?"

Deer Horn was deep in thought and seemed not to have heard him, while Valia quickly replied,

"It was bought from a Moon Elf."

The Elf Clan has been ruled by numerous royal families, and due to their belief in different powers, the magical bloodlines in their bodies have continuously evolved, resulting in many types such as Moon Elves, Wood Elves, Gray Elves, Blood Elves, etc.