But that price blinded Fang Hong's dog eyes.
The dwarf merchant didn't realize the young boy's inner conflict and was still smiling broadly. "Look at this exquisite craftsmanship, the perfect exterior, it's practically a work of art. Just like a Combat Artisan, it strives for the ultimate perfection. You must be an Alchemist yourself, I believe. Any Alchemist would dream of becoming a Combat Artisan, and perhaps this Magic Guided Reactor could make your dream come true."
He looked up at the luxurious, glittering equipment and said enticingly, "This is the first 'Central Nerve' AE-type Magic Guided Reactor that our camp has sold, and I believe you would certainly want to be someone who owns it."
Fang Hong swallowed hard with a gulp.
"Ade is already a Combat Artisan," a voice came from behind the shelves, with a hint of speaking up for him.
