Chapter 1285
Seeing Leon appear, Farrow hurried over, his demeanor growing even more respectful.
"Archmage Leon Merlin, I have already prepared the materials you requested..."
Leon nodded, not bothering to inspect the materials, only glancing over them casually. He trusted Farrow’s work completely...
Before Leon could finish checking the materials, Fortmore Jackson and Lafayette, who had been trailing him, appeared. Seeing over three hundred rare materials displayed on the crystal table, Fortmore's eyes suddenly lit up.
He strode over, completely ignoring the Gilded Rose employees who tried to stop him.
No wonder this bumpkin wanted to come in here—there are so many rare materials, and judging by their quality, each one has been carefully selected. With these, whether crafting magical artifacts or anything else, the results would far surpass ordinary materials. Combined, their effects could be boosted several times over...
This is fantastic. If I hadn’t followed that bumpkin in, I never would have discovered all this.
As Fortmore strode over, he happened to hear Leon instructing that the materials be sorted and packed. Hearing this, a look of delight flashed across Fortmore’s face.
So this bumpkin wants these rare materials? Wonderful! Giving them to him would be a total waste—good thing I found them first...
“I'll take these materials! Name your price!”
Fortmore Jackson strode up to the crystal table, practically drooling over the rare materials. So many top-tier treasures, and such variety—even the Jackson Family’s own vault probably couldn’t assemble a collection like this. And even if they could, no way would they let one person walk off with it all...
Fortmore’s words made Farrow frown. The nearby employees were all old hands at the Gilded Rose, veterans since its days in Seaview City. They knew exactly who the real boss was, and now their gazes drifted, almost involuntarily, toward Leon...
Seeing their reactions, Fortmore shot Leon an unhappy glare, but didn’t dare say a word to Farrow. He knew this seemingly weak guy was the leader of the Gilded Rose. Leon’s magical strength was unimpressive, but the sheer amount of gold he commanded could bury Fortmore alive.
Archmage Leon Merlin, what are you staring at? The Gilded Rose is here to do business, not charity. Did you pay for these materials? You just want them, don’t you?
Leon squinted, then shook his head.
I haven’t paid.
At those words, Fortmore immediately produced a black crystal card and slapped it onto the table. Unique to Odin Kingdom, these cards were used for large transactions—lugging around piles of gold coins was just impractical. And a black crystal card like this held at least ten million amethyst coins...
Perfect. I want these materials too. The rule is, if two people want the same batch, the highest bidder wins. I’ll bid one million amethyst coins.
As he spoke, a smug smile crept across Fortmore’s face.