Romani pouted: "I didn't intend to steal it, I just wanted to take a look."
Seeing the doubt on their faces, Roman changed her tune, saying, "We can't just leave the body like this, can we? What if an unsuspecting adventurer picks it up? Wouldn't Linda suffer a huge loss?"
“That makes sense,” Wogang nodded. “Let’s take a look at it for him.”
After some trial and error.
Sani has three legendary pieces of equipment, but unfortunately they are all bound to magic circuits, making them inanimate and greatly reducing their value.
Secondly, there are some magic potions, which are of high quality. Any bottle of them can sell for a thousand purple gold coins on the market.
"Huh, what's this?"
Romani opened a crystal box, inside which was a crystal-clear, teardrop-shaped gemstone.
The teardrop gemstone emitted a gentle magical fluctuation. A wound on her arm, left from a battle, felt itchy under the light of the teardrop. It soon stopped bleeding, scabbed over, and was almost completely healed.
Maiev narrowed her eyes: "Fragments of the teardrop of life."
"What? That teardrop fragment that can heal all kinds of injuries to adventurers below the Heavenly Rank, and even repair magic circuits?" Romani's expression changed.
Even the most aloof Wogang was moved, and its tail, which had been hanging down behind it, began to wag slowly.
This thing is no less valuable than the legendary Seven Stars weapon.
The three looked at each other, each seeing the greed in the other's eyes.
Although Sani's other possessions were valuable, they were still within their psychological tolerance and wouldn't lead to a complete breakdown in relations.
But this fragment of the Tear of Life is so rare that it could be used to persuade a Heavenly Rank adventurer.
Romani conjured a deck of cards, each radiating a unique magical light, and walked silently to Wogan's side. Wogan wasn't stupid either; he stared at Maiev and let out a threatening growl.
But Maiev's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Maiev is the strongest of the three. If the other party becomes greedy, they must join forces to fight back.
The pressure of being ranked 15th on the monthly list was like a heavy mountain, and cold sweat broke out on Wogang and Luo Manli's foreheads.
Maiev was about to raise her hand when her expression suddenly changed, and she turned to look behind her.
"This demon should be my spoils of war."
A young man with black hair appeared there like a ghost and spoke coldly.
The little girl in his arms, mimicking him, stared at Maiev with a cold yet adorable face, raised her little hands, and powerful magic generated two golden palms.
"Forehead…"
Maiev silently shut down her magic circuits.
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