In fact, buying a bottle of high-level purification potion is not unacceptable for Beta.

As long as you grit your teeth and save money for a month or two, you can afford it if you save up 1,000 gold coins.

But the key problem is that the longer this corrupt magic takes root in the body, the harder it will be to purify. Once he saves enough money, he may need two bottles of high-level purification potions to purify it.

This is why, even after a year, he still carries the magic of corruption.

He has actually been saving money to hire a mid-level priest for help. Although the price is much higher than that of a high-level purification potion, it can completely solve his problem once and for all.

Now, when he suddenly heard Mark in front of him say that he would help him expel the corrupt magic from his body, he was a little dazed for a moment.

Is the person in front of me really the young priest I met in Champagne Town?

That priest doesn't have the ability to expel corrupt magic, and it seems he isn't even a professional.

Moreover, the adventurer in front of him not only looked much taller and stronger than the priest, but also had a firm and confident look in his eyes.

It seems like I really made a mistake!

"Are you... serious? How many gold coins?"

As if he had suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, Beta stretched out his hands and held Mark's hand, his eyes full of anticipation.

If he could afford the price the person in front of him was asking, he really wouldn't want to wait even a second longer.

Even though the person in front of him was 80% similar to the priest before, he was willing to give it a try.

"How much is appropriate?"

Mark turned and asked Monica. It wasn't Mark's fault for being ignorant, it was just that he had just entered society and didn't know the real market for magic potions and the like.

"It would cost about 5,000 gold to ask a mid-level priest of the Church of Holy Light to help, and 1,000 gold for a bottle of high-level purification potion."

Monica did not make a decision for Mark directly, but gave him two prices for reference.

"Shh! So priests make so much money?"

Mark exclaimed in surprise. As far as he knew, old Stuart had only charged a few dozen gold coins at most when he was invited to a believer's home to perform a service or exorcism.

He wouldn't even charge some poor people.

Since the priest made so much money, Mark became more determined to show off his skills in front of these adventurers.

"In that case, I'll take 2,000 gold coins from you. Is that okay? If not, get out of the way. We should find an inn."

Since you will be relying on your own identity to do business in the future, the bid cannot be too low so as not to lower the price you can pay in the future.

If the price is too high, it may scare off Beta, which is inconsistent with the original intention.

"Okay! Deal!" Beta nodded impatiently.

But just when Beta agreed, discordant sounds were heard in the tavern.

"Puff!" A one-eyed burly man spit out a mouthful of beer, his gold-toothed mouth grinning from ear to ear. "Now even that yellow-haired brat dares to boast. Beta, you don't really believe what he says, do you? I see that your wound can only be cleansed by a mid-level priest. Do you think this kid is a mid-level priest?"

"Since this young man said he can purify, why not let him try? With us here, we can just not pay him until he completes the purification. One-eyed Papi, are you free?" The other people in the tavern seemed quite dissatisfied with the one-eyed strong man who suddenly interrupted.

"Hey! Beta! You should know I'm a member of the Black Gold Gang! I happen to have a bottle of Holy Light Purification Potion, the only one I bought from the Black Gold Gang. I'm willing to sell it to you for 2,000 gold." The burly man known as One-Eyed Pabbi said with narrowed eyes. "But if you fail to purify it with this guy and then come back to me, the price of this bottle of my potion will increase to 4,000 gold!"

"Hehe, One-Eye, you'd better keep the potion and give it to your mother when you get home!" Beta looked down on One-Eye who wanted to make a fortune.

Not to mention that the potion in the one-eyed man's hand was not authentic, even if it was real, the price of 2,000 was a huge rip-off.

And he even threatened me, who doesn't think he is an adventurer?

Seeing that Beta was not frightened, the one-eyed Pabbie snorted at Mark and said, "Boy, you'd better think it over before you decide..."

Mark was already upset that this one-eyed Papi wanted to steal his business, and now he even dared to threaten him.

Mark just squinted his eyes and took note of the other person's appearance, then ignored him.

"Go buy four live chickens." Mark whispered in Monica's ear while asking Beta to open the clothes covering the wound.

The tip of his index finger slid from Beta's collarbone wound to his heart.

A milky white holy light then spread out around Beta's body with Mark's fingertips as the center like spreading water waves.

"It's the attribute of holy light." Everyone in the tavern was familiar with this aura.

"But what kind of spell is this? Why haven't I seen it before? Is it a hidden skill of a mid-level Holy Light Priest?"

"I've never seen it before, and it doesn't seem very strong. How could it be possible? Look, Beta seems to have turned pale!"

Of course he would turn pale.

Because amid the skeptical discussions of the people in the tavern, Mark was silently chanting "Holy Light Healing" in his heart.

The activation condition of "Holy Light Healing■" is that when used on a marked person, it extracts [Intelligence×1.2] of the target's health points to heal itself.

Moreover, "Holy Light Healing" does not have a purification effect.

Mark placed his fingers on Beta's chest and silently counted the seconds under the suspicious gazes of everyone in the tavern.

Finally, a minute later, Monica came behind Mark carrying four trapped pheasants.

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