Needless to say, it was Denise who had alighted from the Airship, and soon she t with the rchants of the town to complete the trade of potions, talismans, and artifacts like amulets, rings, and necklaces, which mostly provided protection and healing to the people.
As Denise stood in front of the rchants of the town, an air of anticipation and curiosity surrounded the bustling market square. The rchants, clad in richly embroidered robes and adorned with trinkets and charms, greeted Denise with a mixture of reverence and intrigue.
"It's nice to see you, Miss. I wonder what happened to Miss Lisa?" One of the rchants asked.
"I'll be the one doing the trade this ti. I'm Denise… and Lisa already inford of what to do, so you don't have to worry." Denise answered as she had actually already watched a few trades that Lisa had made before.
However, she wasn't seen by anyone as she just stayed in the Airship most of the ti.
Soon, Denise presented the items that they were planning to sell, showcasing an array of potions, talismans, and artifacts, each imbued with mystical properties designed to offer protection and healing to those in need.
"As expected… The quality of each item is impeccable…"
"There is no need to check them, Miss Denise. We will purchase them at the usual price."
"Yes… Please check the items we have instead. All the herbs, from the common to the rare ones, have been prepared."
"Right! Not even the big cities would compare to our abilities to gather these herbs."
"We also gathered as many Spirit Pearls as we can. Please take a look at them."
Aside from that, there were also other materials mostly used for creating talismans, like Ink and Paper, that were being sold.
Denise, with an air of dignified poise, carefully examined each item, her keen eyes discerning each item... As an Alchemist, she probably had one of the best Appraisal Abilities in the castle.
As the negotiations unfolded, a sense of mutual respect and understanding perated the atmosphere, and soon the exchange of goods comnced.
After that, the retinue of twenty tallic guardians, towering over the crowd, began to unload crates of items from the Airship.
The locals had never seen them before, so they were all curiously watching them as staying not too close or too far from them.
They simply loved watching these humanoid machines dressed as knights move!
The automatons moved with remarkable precision and efficiency, carrying the crates down to the town without wasting their ti.
"Can we also buy them?"
"That will be great if it's possible… However, they probably need a lot of Arcane Energy to make them move."
"With their presence, I don't think there will be any cri being committed in our town."
The townspeople watched in awe as the crates were carefully placed in the market square.
So of these crates had their contents shimring with an ethereal glow in the eyes of the Arcanists, hinting at the potent magic contained within.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the market square transford into a srizing spectacle, illuminated by the soft radiance of enchanted artifacts.
The townspeople marveled at the otherworldly display, and whispers of wonder and excitent spread through the crowd.
As the enchanting glow of the artifacts continued to captivate the town, Denise made her way back toward the Airship, her thoughts lingering on her next mission.
However, before she could reach the gangplank, a group of formidable-looking individuals erged from the crowd.
Their attire bore the distinct emblems of the Church of the Lord of the Secrets, the Order of the Faith Guardians of the Knights Faction, the Order of the Pri Wisen of Rune Arts Factions, and so other organizations she had no idea about since they weren't showing signs or emblems.
Nonetheless, it signals their diverse allegiances.
Their presence exuded an air of urgency, and so of them had a gaze of desperation.
As they surrounded Denise, their collective aura seed to demand attention and respect.
However, Denise didn't falter and looked at them with a calm gaze.
She was no longer the sa Denise, who was only a weak Alchemist and was mostly relying on Lotus to protect her.
Two Automatons, one of them was Arthur, stood beside Denise without making any sound.
"I'm Miya, a representative of the Lord of the Secrets…"
A figure from the Church of the Lord of the Secrets spoke, her voice seed to have been altered but Denise wasn't too sure about it or she wasn't too bothered to investigate it further.
"How may I help you?"
"We seek the Immortal residing in the mysterious castle of the Cursed Forest. We believe you have the ans to lead us to this enigmatic being." Miya answered.
"Oh? Is that the sa for all of you guys?" Denise asked as she looked at the other people around.
The representatives from the other organizations nodded and echoed their sentints, each offering their own motivations and pleas, driven by the desire to unravel the mysteries of the Immortal.
Denise regarded them with a thoughtful gaze, acknowledging their sentints.
To be honest, Vale didn't give her instructions on how to deal with this situation. She also heard about their organizations and they were all certainly rich.
With that in consideration… She decided to benefit from this.
"Mhmm… The Immortal and the secrets that dwell within the forest are not to be trifled with…" She replied, her voice carrying a note of caution.
"But if you seek an audience with this ancient being, it will require more than re ambition and fervor."
As her words hung in the air, a shrewd glint sparkled in Denise's eyes, a silent understanding passing between her and the representatives.
"Ahem…Of course! You're right."
"Indeed.We want to show you how serious we are…"
Sensing the undercurrent of opportunity, each faction began to offer gifts in a bid to secure Denise's cooperation.
Although Denise wasn't materialistic, she didn't mind charging fees for her work!
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