Chapter 53
“What were you doing?”
“I was collecting some bread.”
“hmm. Bread…”
“Yes. Bread is being used like coins here. Roughly five loaves of bread can be exchanged for a quill, and ten can be exchanged for a cube of sugar the size of a matchbox.”
“……”
The students of the Blue Dragon Tower had Lee Han, so they could eat well and live well, but the students of the other towers did not have Lee Han.
They were desperately fighting for survival.
The hard bread that came out when it was time to eat was now being used as an alternative currency.
Currency that can be used to purchase various materials!
“Wow… is it okay if I take a look?”
“You can see.”
Yoner scanned the black market items with interest. It seemed like he was going to buy something useful.
Lee Han also tilted his head together, unable to hold back his curiosity.
And then I was surprised.
‘no. Surprisingly, there are a lot of useful things, right?’
I wondered how much the Black Turtle Tower students would have collected if they collected supplies, but there were all sorts of things more than I thought.
Of course, the food was not plentiful.
Except for all sorts of canned food (probably the stuff that was released when the priests came), it was full of all sorts of fake food.
Fake cheese, fake milk, fake eggs, fake smoked meat, fake fish, fake pickles, fake coffee, fake tea leaves, etc. It made me think, ‘Isn’t it harder to fake this?’
But aside from food, there were surprisingly many useful things.
Bags Quills Blankets Lanterns Fishing rods Shovels and pickaxes Simple tents and sleeping bags Ropes and chalk Bows and arrows…
And most surprising of all…
‘Why are there so many artifacts?’
Ordinary-looking cloth capes or leather belts. Bracelets or necklaces woven from stones.
It was a common junk, but Lee Han could feel the magic emanating from it.
sure It was an artifact.
‘No matter how easy it is to get artifacts at this school, this is amazing.’
Outside, even a very simple artifact was very precious. The price was also expensive, but the number was small, so adventurers and mercenaries were impatient because they couldn’t save it.
You have to have at least one artifact to be able to say ‘I’m a seasoned adventurer’!
Even just one artifact with < Dark Vision > could serve as a guide in all dungeons called dark dungeons, and an artifact with healing magic could become a second life in an emergency.
However, this school was a little different.
First of all, isn’t it a place where people who know how to make artifacts and people who want to make them gather?
Of course, as amateurs make them, the quality goes back and forth and is unreliable, but the number of artifacts itself was bound to overflow.
But still, I never thought the freshmen would thriftly find and bring back discarded artifacts like this.
I was amazed at the practical spirit and skills of the Black Turtle Tower students.
‘If I had entered the Black Turtle Tower, I would have communicated much better.’
If Lee Han had been in the Black Turtle Tower, he would have gathered all the school supplies together with the students.
“You want to buy one? I checked, but nothing useful.”
Ratford whispered softly beside him, probably thinking that Lee Han was coveted.
The Black Turtle Tower student whose business was disrupted glared at Ratford.
‘Whose business is this bastard now…!’
But Ratford didn’t care.
“That cloak is said to be a cloak of protection that blocks blades, but when I actually tested it, it only blocked it once out of two times.”
“Wait a minute, isn’t it quite useful if it’s once out of two?”
“I see… that’s great. The attitude of thinking that there is half more water left in the cup than there is only half.”
“It’s not a compliment to say anything casually. Ratford.”
Lee Han looked through the artifacts carefully.
Certainly there was a reason why Ratford said there was nothing useful.
Most of them were artifacts whose effects were unknown or difficult to ascertain, and some of them were also losing mana.
The enchantment on it is not permanent, so it is disappearing.
Among those artifacts, the cloak of protection that just came out was quite useful, even though it was hard to expect much from it.
The question is…
“Do you accept credit?”
“Even if a knife is inserted into the neck, there is no trauma. Mr. Wodanaz.”
‘No, why did you say honorifics…’
Lee Han was dumbfounded.
You can just say no comfortably!
However, for the Black Turtle Tower students, this trauma issue was significant.
Other top students had already come and attempted credit transactions.
I was prepared to go to the family and give a damn if the top students like Lee Han-ya skipped money and bounced, but the Black Turtle Tower students couldn’t go to the imperial family.
Because of this, we absolutely do not allow credit transactions!
After hearing the explanation, Lee Han nodded. It was a very convincing explanation.
“Then there is nothing you can do. Um… I brought a lot of things because it was supposed to be bartered.”
Lee Han lifted the basket.
I brought a lot of things with the explanation that it was a barter market, but looking at the current atmosphere, my confidence has disappeared.
Should I go back and get more canned food?
‘I want to buy artifacts before they are sold.’
“What did you bring?”
“I brought some freshly harvested fruits and vegetables and eggs…” “
!”
“!!!”
I could hear the students of the Black Turtle Tower getting up along with the sounds of clattering around me.
* * *
Surprisingly, the Black Turtle Tower students are obsessed with fruit and vegetable eggs.
Not only the students selling artifacts, but also the students selling other things ran to Lee Han and tried to barter somehow.
“This pickaxe and shovel! It’s such an item that might have been made by a dwarf artisan, but if you get one, you’ll always have something to use…” ”
I’ll exchange the fake pickled fish, fake coffee, and fake tea leaves for an egg!”
“I’ll give you this wand if you can get me an onion.”
While everyone lined up and tried to sell it somehow, the Black Turtle Tower student, who sold the protective cape for two potatoes, laughed at his friends while roasting the potatoes.
“To be stupid. You have to sell good things to make a profit. What is left if you sell bad things and give up?”
“You shut up! The lucky guy who picked up the cloak!”
“hey. How many bites of potatoes would you like to sell?”
“I don’t sell. Eat that bread yourself.”
“I heard that potatoes these days don’t taste as good as I thought. Bread might be better.”
The student who obtained the potato despite the slander of his friends carefully roasted it over an open fire.
When the skin of the baked potato was peeled, the warm white flesh was revealed. The Black Turtle Tower student blew on and put it in his mouth.
“…!!”
Even without words, I could guess that the potatoes were melting on my tongue.
Lee Han, who was watching, was a little taken aback.
‘How hungry are you?’
There was no way a potato that was just baked without salt or butter would go in so smoothly.
But what kind of reaction is that?
“…everyone gather around for a while. I’ll treat you to cooking. Yoner. Can you help me?”
Yoner nodded. The two exchanged glances.
‘Let’s not take money this time.’
‘okay!’
Although Lee Han was a man who thoroughly collected money, he did not want to put silver coins on the ledger even after seeing that starving figure.
And there were other desires too.
‘Wouldn’t it be possible to win the favor of the students of the Black Turtle Tower if I served them a dish before entering the mountain range?’
Although he already had permanent hostilities with the White Tiger Tower students, he might still be able to become friends with the Black Turtle Tower students.
Lee Han cut the freshly harvested vegetables with a knife and seasoned them simply.
Sprinkle with salt and pepper and mix, the students of the Black Turtle Tower looked at them with shocked expressions.
But the shock was only just beginning.
Lee Han put oil and stir-fried vegetables until golden brown. A mouth-watering smell had already spread around.
Black Turtle Tower students gathered around the pot one by one like zombies.
Lee Han opened a can of tomatoes. I scraped the bottom of the can with a spoon, poured it into the pot, piled the vegetables on top of each other, and sizzled.
A thick tomato vegetable stew that was so appetizing that it was unbelievable that it was made in haste was completed.
As soon as it was finished, Lee Han served a bowlful of it to the students of the Black Turtle Tower who were waiting.
And the surroundings became quiet. All I could hear was the scraping of dishes with spoons.
The faces of the students who finished eating were full of gratitude and excitement.
Oh, that was the meal!
We’ve been forgetting something for a while!
“ruler. Applause for Wardanaz…”
“Be quiet please.”
Lee Han shoved a potato into Ratford’s mouth. I was trying to light a candle in a good mood.
* * *
Hansako refused, but the Black Turtle Tower students stuffed all sorts of odds and ends into Lee Han’s pockets to provide for something.
Thanks to this, Lee Han was able to walk with two backpacks on his back, a lantern and fishing rod on one side and a shovel and pickaxe on the other.
“You… are you so cool?”
Yoner admired the avant-garde fashion. Ratford agreed.
“You seem like a seasoned explorer.”
Even so, Ratford, Yoner couldn’t tell if he was trying to make fun of him or if he had a sprained eye.
Lee Han sighed and put down a backpack. The chess set, card set and dice set inside rattled.
There were things I gained besides the goodwill and trust of the Black Turtle Tower students.
Aside from the cloak of protection, he had obtained several useful artifacts.
Lesser stealth boots (curiously reduced the sound when worn) Smoke screen chalk (Breaks when thrown and scatters smoke around) Sight detection bracelet (When someone looks at you, the stone in the bracelet turns red with a certain probability)… ‘
No. But this must have been made by high school students. Why did you make this?’
Lee Han looked at the works of his seniors who were taking the artifact production lecture and doubted their intentions.
No matter how much I think about this, it all seems to be trying to get out of the professor’s eyes…?
Dalgraklaklak-
“?”
Lee Han, who was checking the artifact, turned his head at the sound coming from inside his backpack.
Surprisingly, the bony hand was moving and crawling out of the backpack.
“…?!”
For a moment, Lee Han thought that the Black Turtle Tower students had repaid the favor with their enemies.
However, when I thought about it, none of the Black Turtle Tower students could sell magic traps in such a complicated way.
Dalgrak!
A bony hand flew in and merged with the unknown bone received from Professor Mortum in Lee Han’s arms.
A bone that is now about the size of a hand to a forearm.
The bone floated into the air and quietly waited in front of Lee Han. Like a puppy waiting to be fed.
“…no. no. no.”
Lee Han tried to deny it, but the bone came closer and bit off the tip of Lee Han’s finger, taking a drop of blood.
Then I felt a psychic connection with this imperfect bone pet.
“sit down.” “wake up.” “Turn around.” “Go get it.”
“……”
“……”
Yoner and Ratford looked at Lee Han with complicated eyes.
Suddenly, a friend took out a bone summoner and gave orders to go on the path of black magic, but I couldn’t help but feel complicated.
‘The professor gave me something really strange. Well, there’s no way the professor will give you a decent one.’
“Wouldn’t it be better to throw it away?”
Dig out!
At Yoner’s words, the Bone Summoner trembled and clung to Yihan.
It was a summoned beast with only hands and forearm bones, but I felt pity for some reason.
“…Oh no. cancellation. Cancel. I’m sorry…”
Yoner had no choice but to cancel what he had said.
