"What kind of weapon do you want?"
"I hope to get a firearm-type mystical item, and I want it to have as much attack power as possible. However, I don't want its negative effects to influence my personality, like making me cold-blooded or anything..."
Facing the question from "Mr. Secret Keeper," Klein, who had already thought about what kind of weapon he wanted, quickly began describing his various requirements.
Lynn quietly listened to him, then controlled his divine avatar to nod and say, "I can meet all your requirements. As for the price, it will be 2000 gold pounds. Can you accept that?"
So expensive!
Klein's heart bled, but he still gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, do you want cash or a bank transfer?"
He had researched the cost of crafting Sequence 6 mystical items. Normally, it ranges from 700 to 1000 pounds if it's not through a friend. Moreover, because craftsmen are very rare, even though there's a market price, it's hard to actually find someone to craft for you, and there's often a premium on the price.
Klein had confirmed that normally, even if you pay 1000 pounds to craft an abyss pathway mystical item, it often has significant negative effects. In comparison, if spending an extra 1000 pounds can eliminate these negative effects and maximize the ability, it's definitely worth it.
Furthermore, an excellent Sequence 6 mystical item with very low negative effects can easily be worth 10,000 gold pounds.
So this isn't just spending money; it's an investment... Klein consoled himself internally and then heard Mr. Secret Keeper say:
"Cash, I believe you have prepared it."
"Yes." Klein nodded. He then took out his wallet, counted out a stack of gold pounds from his bag, reluctantly looked at the money that had not even warmed his hand, and handed it over.
After handing over this sum, Klein's wallet only had a few bills left.
Successfully guarding the Poor God's aura, yay! Lynn almost laughed out loud seeing Klein's shriveled wallet. But Lynn wasn't guilty at all because, although he was deliberately emptying Klein's wallet, the mystical item he would craft for Klein would be worth the price.
After all, normally, if 2000 pounds could get you a Sequence 2 Knowledge Magister to make you a mystical item, anyone with the money wouldn't pass up the chance.
So Lynn, who wasn't guilty, then controlled his divine avatar to say, "Is there a vacant room?"
"Yes, there's a guest room on the second floor." Klein, snapping out of his heartache for the money, nodded and looked at Mr. Secret Keeper in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.
"Good, lead me there. I will finish crafting the mystical item within two hours. Do not disturb me during this time." Lynn controlled his divine avatar to speak calmly.
So fast? I thought it would take days... Could it be that Mr. Secret Keeper is of a high Sequence? Lynn actually knows such a high Sequence craftsman... uh, could he be another old friend like the Angel of Secrets?
Klein was stunned, his mind racing with various thoughts, but he still nodded and quickly said, "No problem, please follow me..."
Lynn leisurely watched Klein lead his divine avatar to the vacant room. Once the door was closed and Klein left, Lynn controlled his divine avatar to begin crafting, borrowing the power of his second persona.
Of course, this time Lynn was careful to restrain himself, ensuring no major disturbances would be caused.
Since he was borrowing the power of the divine avatar, Lynn's main body remained weak, helpless, and stuck at Sequence 8.
Meanwhile, Lynn, controlling his divine avatar to start working in the room, turned his attention to Klein, who had returned to the first floor. He smiled and raised his coffee cup.
"So, how is it? Is the person I introduced reliable?"
"Seems reliable so far, but it's really expensive." Klein nodded and then couldn't help but mutter softly.
"No choice, as Emperor Roselle said, you get what you pay for! Normally, spending this money to get a well-functioning mystical item without much negative effect is a luxury." Lynn said cheerfully, hiding the fact that he was the one emptying Klein's wallet. Lynn then seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, how did that previous commission go?"
"I've completed that commission." Klein was a bit puzzled as to why Lynn suddenly brought up the infidelity investigation but nodded.
"So you've joined the Quelaag Club?" Lynn asked, rubbing his chin.
"How do you know?" Klein looked at Lynn in surprise, "I don't think I told you the details of the commission."
Klein was professional and wouldn't reveal commission details without Mary Gale's permission, even to a friend like Lynn.
"Hmm, did I not tell you? As an excellent detective, I'm familiar with most of the wealthy merchants, and Mary Gale is barely one of them."
Lynn sipped his coffee and continued, "So I know about her husband's affair and that their rendezvous spot is the Quelaag Club."
That's not knowing a bit; that's knowing everything... Klein couldn't help but think, then asked, "Why didn't you take Mary Gale's commission?"
"Well, because I don't take infidelity cases." Lynn showed a somewhat hard-to-explain expression, as if recalling some black history, "After all, I'm too good-looking, and taking such cases easily brings extra trouble."
This wasn't entirely a lie, as the original owner did encounter troubles due to his looks in infidelity cases.
Ah, I remember now. The file on Lynn Sotos did mention he almost got falsely accused of being a gigolo during an infidelity investigation because of his good looks, causing a lot of trouble... Klein recalled some files he'd read before, understanding Lynn's thoughts and feeling a bit sympathetic.
But Klein was still puzzled and said, "But what does this have to do with me joining the Quelaag Club?"
(End of chapter)