The First Magic World War

Shawn Connor took several deep breaths before he seemed to struggle out of a state of being overwhelmed, gave a faint bitter smile, and said, "I was too impatient, and you saw right through me."

"During my business trip to Byron, I encountered two very affordable High Order Blood Cores, and though I intended to sell them, I couldn't resist. You might not understand, but alchemists always dream of creating one or two signature pieces."

"I exhausted all my resources, even borrowed a sum of money, to craft these two Vampiric Pistols."

"I thought I could sell them at a high price, but at several auctions in Byron, they all ended with no bids."

Charles showed slight surprise and asked, "Why is that?"

Shawn Connor remained silent for a long while before he said in a low voice, "I am from Fars, and what I learned was Classic Alchemy."

Charles had an epiphany and said, "Classical Alchemy is popular in Byron."

He owned several Extraordinary Weapons crafted from both Classical and Classic Alchemy, and he didn't find any inconvenience in them. In fact, the Extraordinary Firearms made by Classic Alchemy were more to his liking for their convenience, except that the Magic-Breaking Bombshell Bullets they used were slightly expensive, and there were hardly any other drawbacks.

However, Charles also understood why the Vampires of Byron didn't favor Classic Alchemy—they don't like machinery!

They themselves are a kind of Evil Spirit, and most machinery is ineffective against them.

Weapons crafted by Classic Alchemy might be extraordinary against humans, but against Vampires, they become somewhat inferior.

Vampires actually place more importance on the damage weapons can do to their own kind, just like humans do.

Shawn Connor said in a low voice, "I am willing to sell one of the pistols to you in exchange for your Baron Blood Core."

Charles smiled faintly and said, "I'll take both pistols. How about a thirty percent discount?"

Shawn Connor looked up in astonishment and said, "That's completely impossible."

"I'm already selling them at a loss."

"To offer a further thirty percent discount…"

"You're trying to strip me to the bone."

Charles spread his hands and said, "Anyway, you can't sell these two pistols, so you might as well sell them both to me."

Shawn Connor flatly refused, "No! I will only sell one of them."

Charles didn't continue to argue and instead asked, "What was your original asking price for these two pistols?"

Shawn Connor said with a dejected expression, "Five thousand Aegeus! Five thousand for one, sixteen thousand for both."

Upon hearing the price, Charles did a quick mental calculation and came to a conclusion, with one Aegeus equivalent to the purchasing power of eighteen to nineteen thousand yuan; according to Shawn Connor's original quote, the price of each pistol was close to a hundred million, and the two together exceeded three sets of small goals.

How is this selling at a loss? Where is the bone-stripping?

This is a true capstone of the wealthy class.

His eyes shining slightly, he asked, "Do these two pistols have any special synergy when paired together?"

Shawn Connor's eyes sparkled as he said, "The Blood Cores of both pistols are from the Nicholas Clan. One pistol's Blood Core holds an engraved Quickness Technique x6, while the other's holds x7, and when both pistols are in the hands of one owner, they can grant the effect of a Quickness Technique x9."

"As for other attributes…"

Charles smiled faintly, his exterior calm, but his heart was like a tumultuous sea, with only one thought floating above the inner turmoil: "I want it! I want it all!"

"I must have those two handguns."
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"Even if it's the biggest expenditure of my two lifetimes combined."

"Most soldiers of the Westwind Knights don't earn but a few dozen Sheng Ding a week, and this sum could even sustain the Westwind Knights for two to three months... but it's worth it!"

Charles might not even need these weapons for their attack capabilities, as long as he could elevate his Quickness Technique to x9, he would be absolutely invincible in speed below the Sacred Order.

What's more, he himself already has a Quickness Technique x2!

Charles even let out a small "Oh", not knowing how his acting was, but Shawn Connor apparently hadn't seen through it, as he said with a strained voice, "Even now, I can't accept a price lower than three thousand Aegeus for a single handgun, and for both handguns combined, at least ten thousand Aegeus."

Charles even "sympathetically" patted the other's shoulder and said, "You won't be able to sell them."

"And have you considered, someone might find an acquaintance to make separate offers to you for purchase?"

Shawn Connor's eyes lit up as he said, "No matter which one I sell, I will raise the price of the remaining one because only the buyers will know the superiority of these two handguns."

"Extraordinary Weapons are supposed to be expensive, after all, they can save lives and kill enemies in battle, how could they be cheap?"

Charles asked, "Have you never considered that the person buying one of these handguns might not use it and is simply collecting it?"

Shawn Connor said anxiously, "How is that possible? My creativity, my work, perfect and flawless, how could anyone not use it?"

Charles shrugged and said, "Many nobles actually don't fight personally."

Shawn Connor argued, "I won't sell the fruits of my labor to such people."

Charles sighed and said, "But it's those people who have the money! Now I see why you haven't been able to sell these two handguns."

"Your stubbornness will bankrupt you!"

Struck at his soft spot, Shawn Connor became dejected, murmuring non-stop, "I won't go bankrupt, I won't go bankrupt, I still have a chance for a comeback, I can surely become a great Alchemist."

Charles, with a look of sympathy, said, "Sell them to me, and you'll have the capital for a comeback. I guess your debts are about to become unmanageable, and the interest on those loans must be incredibly high."

"You still have a chance now, but if you keep dragging it on, with interest rolling over non-stop, you might end up using all the money just to pay the interest and have no chance to bounce back."

Shawn Connor bowed his head, murmuring countless times to himself, and Charles didn't disturb him; the man needed some time alone to think things through.

After more than half an hour, Shawn Connor finally made up his mind and said, "If you include the Baron's Blood Core, the two Bloodsucking weapons, and add six thousand five hundred Aegeus, you can take them."

Charles shook his head and said, "I can't give you the two Bloodsucking weapons I have on hand, but add three thousand Aegeus to the Baron's Blood Core."

Shawn Connor's forehead bulged slightly with tense veins as he said, "That price is absolutely impossible."

Charles said, "Both of my weapons are worth over a thousand Aegeus each, your price is seriously lacking sincerity."

The two argued back and forth over the price, each loosening their bottom line bit by bit, with the price gradually approaching what both had in mind.

When the price reached somewhere between the Baron's Blood Core plus seven thousand Aegeus and four thousand five hundred Aegeus, Charles played his trump card, summoned a waiter, ordered two cups of coffee and said, "Why don't you consider it a bit longer?"

Torn internally, Shawn Connor finally pushed the box containing the two handguns towards Charles and said, "The Baron's Blood Core plus five thousand five hundred Aegeus!"

"That's my final bottom line!"

"I can see that you love them a lot and hope that they will accompany you in achieving great deeds and forging a legend."