Tyler gasped at that, the parchment simply had a spontaneous combustion ... How?Because?
He did not have an answer.
"Is this man a wizard?" Tyler heard someone clearly speaking close to him.
"I do not know, when I arrived the beast was already dead, my son saw everything, he said that this gentleman has a very powerful weapon that emits sounds of thunder!"
"I ... I can understand them!" Tyler said in surprise, the English said by those two was perfect with no apparent accent, totally clear and clean.
Startled, the men just nodded their heads wide open.
"Can anyone tell me what happened?"
"I'm not sure sir, that parchment was found long ago, no one knows what it was for." The man in a violet robe answered. "Are you a wizard?" He asked uncertainly.
"No," Tyler replied.
"An alchemist perhaps?"
Funny thing is that Tyler had a hard time introducing himself to people because he technically had no profession, despite having so many graduations. At that moment he felt that an alchemist could be considered a simplistic version of what a chemist would be.
"Yes I am an alchemist ..."
"Haaa !!!" The two men exclaimed excitedly as if that answer made some sense.
"From what kingdom did you come? "The man in the tunic asked.
Tyler began to feel that he had entered a pool of beaks, he did not want to go giving too much information because it could end up being complicated later. From the reaction of the two to hear Tyler announce himself as an alchemist he deduced that it should be a very rare profession ... and by deduction all that is rare comes shrouded in mystery.
"I have truly come from afar, I am a wandering alchemist who walks from town to town."
They both nodded. Apparently this tattered lie worked out.
"How is the great master called?" This time the one who asked was the hunter.
"My name is Tyler, Tyler Newman!"
"I am Noeru!" The hunter bowed and bowed.
"My name is Chu Zoet!" The tunic man said crossing his hands.
"Um ... well I'm sorry for that parchment I have no idea what happened."
"Do not worry so much nobody knew what it was for, every day I looked at it and nothing had happened, it must have been destiny!"
"Thanks, anyway I'll reward you later, now I do not own anything of value."
"The master has that core of beast," Noeru said.
'What the hell is a beast core? I do not have any of that? ' Suddenly Tyler remembered that little purple pebble the hunter insisted on giving him. "Oh, I've forgotten, I hope this can reward your loss." Tyler removed the pebble from his pocket and handed it casually.
The man's eyes were startled when they saw it, though Tyler treated it as a worthless object (which indeed it was to Tyler!) It was indeed a very precious thing, a core of beast.Only a few species of beasts could produce nuclei and only after a hundred years. "Yes ... yes, actually I think I still have to turn you some coins!"
The lord of the store and the hunter were still discussing some issues while Tyler decided to see the products. One fact that only now caught his attention was that he could read everything, when he got there he had glanced over his eyes and had not recognized any letter or word in any language he knew, yet at that moment however scary everything was was written with perfect English, Tyler looked and read very carefully, slowly a feeling sprung up in his mind, he knew that it was not written in English, but he could not see any different from his native language, until his talk now to Little with these men had been perfect without any noticeable accent; on the contrary it seemed that he too had spoken in their language and they had understood him perfectly.
Tyler saw some colored jars, sheets of paper, feathers and paints, fabrics and other very simple things, all of low quality.
"Are you interested in anything, sir?" Mr. Chu asked in the hope of making a sale.
"Not necessarily, I'm more interested in selling him!" Tyler was not about to make a profit here, but to build a relationship with that man and thought that was the best option.
"What does the master alchemist have to offer?" Now the manager was more excited to buy from this man than to sell his products, after all, no matter how simple, if they were made by an alchemist they would make a huge sum of money.
"Is not that perfume there?" Tyler pointed to some colored jars.
"Yes, my lord, they are of the best quality!" The manager replied with pride, it seemed that he was struggling to always have the best.
"I can feel?"
"Yes, please." The man handed one of the jars to Tyler.
Tyler carefully lifted the vial into his nostrils, a faint scent of lavender could be felt. "How much?"
"Only two gold coins!" The shopkeeper said excitedly.
The man said only two coins, yet Tyler did not think it was cheap and the hunter's expression proved his theory. The perfume should not have been more than 50 ml and the quality was very low, if Tyler went to a cosmetics store and bought a vagrant perfume from those sold for ten dollars a gallon would be much better.
"If I had a perfume greater than yours in a large quantity, how much would you pay me?"
The man thought a little ... "The fact that the master has much quantity makes the price lower, however, you say that the quality is better, so I pay the same two coins!"
"Right, I find the price reasonable."
"Has the master got any more items he could offer me?" The manager asked hopefully.
Tyler thought for a moment, and then clapped his hands in his pockets and found a small pen. "I have this, do you care?"
"Sorry for my ignorance great master, but what would that be?" He asked humbly.
Tyler decided to flower a little. "This!" He lifted his pen in drama. "It's called a ballpoint pen, it can write more than a hundred feathers and it's never necessary to put ink, I can bring in the colors blue, black and red ... too many colors just to order."
Tyler put the pen in his hand, he trembled as he stared in wonder at that truly magical object.
"Go ahead, test!" Tyler encouraged him.
His hands still trembled when he wrote on a sheet of paper, the paper was thick and yellowish, quite rustic to be honest with.
"Hooo ... how fast it dries, and writes well, is worthy of being a product coming from an alchemist! I've never seen anything like it! I dare even say that not even the elves have something like that! "Tyler believed every word of that man because it was evident in his eyes the admiration and excitement.
"Would you be interested in fabric?"
"Yes a lot, actually since you arrived I've been looking at your robes, can I see?"
"Of course!" Tyler reached over his shirt so he could feel it.
"Amazing! It's so light and soft, and the color is so vivid. "Tyler wore nothing too much, just a worn-out leather jacket, a blue cotton blouse, jeans, and Caterpillar boots.
"I have all the colors, and again how much I want."
"If I want a chariot of each master, would he have to sell me?" The man said uncertainly, the objects that this gentleman had were all strange things and this cloth was worthy to wear even to a king!
"If it was ten or even a hundred it would be no problem for me!"
The poor manager almost had a heart attack when he heard.
"Great teacher, I am part of the Eastern Kingdom merchants' association, for such large orders I would have to meet with them, you would expect me, in no more than three days I would return with a definite answer."
"Yes, of course," Tyler replied.
After this agreement the manager took his shirt and pen, Tyler got 50 gold coins and a place in a hostel right there in that complex of stores.
At that time he resolved to be acquainted with this new world he was in. In the tavern of the city he ordered a jug of wine and sat at a table listening to the conversations between the tables.
His first discovery was in relation to the values of the coins, they had the copper, silver and gold, a hundred copper was the same as a silver and a hundred silver was equal to one of gold.
The second finding was that an average city worker earned about thirty bucks a month.
The third revolved around society itself, as this world apparently possessed magic and magical creatures, some were bad, very bad indeed, so in some key cities there were so-called guilds. The guilds had a very simple role, if a city was in trouble because of some creature or if someone wanted something in particular was just put your request in the guild and if the reward was good some adventurers could try their luck.
And the fourth thing was that except the magical creatures, this world was very similar to the earth in its medieval era, so it discovered there were 4 human kingdoms, the West, the East (where it was), the Central and the South (or kingdom of the desert).
There was the dwarven kingdom in the mountains to the north, yet it was said that the dwarves were very arrogant and proud, little involved with men and to the east in the sea was said to be elves, were rare people who already had seen some and those who were lucky to gain the confidence of them to make trade were rarer still.
Tyler was still disbelieving all this magic, all he had seen was a weird beast, his name for what he knew was a blue-backed demon.According to the orders mural, a large flock appeared in the surrounding forests and were attacking caravans and farms in the region, their reward was paid by the kingdom itself which gave about ten gold coins for each dead creature.
That night Tyler went to bed early, the wine was very bad (he thought he was baptized with water) and was giving him headaches.
The straw mattress was uncomfortable and pinched when she finally slept or noticed the woman floating by her side.
"Very good, my little Ty, here begins our game, do not disappoint me, I have great faith in you! "Saying that she leaned over and kissed his lips.
A bright golden light appeared on the woman's chest as if from her own soul, she moved to her throat and melted into Tyler's lips and down to her chest.
Tyler's body violently reacted to that light as if it were accompanied by a million volts, it trembled and arched uncontrollably, every process took almost an hour making it unconscious and covered in sweat.
Almost no physical change occurred to his body, but his personality had undergone a baptism, almost as if it were a new birth.
Tyler was a calm and quiet gentleman, never had great aspirations, his colleagues who were almost always much younger called him grandpa. Now Tyler had an imposing and almost tyrannical presence, the people around him now tended to follow him in whatever he ordered. While sleeping an uncontrollable feeling arose ...