Chapter 235 Your Reason, Not Mine
Super Dimensional Wizard
When Angel said the sickle was also his, Teslaâs hand visibly shook slightly. Then he turned to look at Promi, but all he saw was Promi smiling back at him as he heard:
âThis sickle is attached with Sharpened Edge Magic Pattern, which is regarded as a very exemplary enchantment in enchantment alchemy.â Promi explained.
Promi is following the path of blending, which is known to almost everyone in the Underground Market. Therefore, when he pointed out that this work is one of enchantment. He was obviously distancing himself from the sickle.
When Tesla heard Promiâs words, his mind felt a little numb. Suddenly, he felt he shouldnât have come here today⦠But at this time, he was having difficulties while riding the tiger. Since he is on the fence with this teenager, Tesla can only clench his teeth and take the loss.
âYou are the seller. If you want to sell, sell. You donât need to give me any more reasons.â Tesla banged the sickle on the counter, making a loud metal clashing sound.
Angelâs expression still remained unchanged as he smiled and calmly said: âWasnât it you who wanted to hear my reason? Since I have placed the weapon in the shop, I naturally want to sell it. So, I handed it over to you, didnât I?â
âSince you want to sell it, why bother talking about it?!â Tesla exclaimed.
âIt seems your comprehension ability is poor. I repeat this is Your Reason, Not Mine.â In the face of Teslaâs anger, Angel simply did not care.
âWhat, from my point of view, arenât you just playing word games?â Tesla questioned.
When Tesla said these words, Angel directed a disdainful smile at him. David, Forsa and Lafitte gently shook their heads. Even Promi had closed his eyes slightly and could no longer bear to listen anymore.
Before Tesla could comprehend what was going on, Queena leaned into his ear and whispered: âHe is asking you to make an offer! Donât let him get into your head!â
Queena also felt humiliated at this time and couldnât help urging him: âArenât you ashamed? Hurry up, buy it and leave. The boss is still waiting for us.â
It wasnât until he heard this reminder that Tesla had reacted. As if he had figured out his own reason-money was his reason. If the other party asks him to be reasonable, he is asking him to make a bid.
Recalling how he had just made a fuss about âif you want to sell, sellâ Tesla felt his face instantly scorched by lava, and he had begun to feel the burn.
âTch tch tch, looking at your red cheeks, it seems you also know a little bit about shame. If you donât even care about the reason, why should you care about shame?â The speaker was Lafitte who was called âcommonerâ by Tesla so many times today. His accumulated resentment had already been overflowing in his heart. When he saw Tesla being embarrassed, how could he hold his tongue and not mock him?
Tesla was exasperated and glared in a threatening manner as he said: âCommoner, shut your trap, otherwiseâ¦â
âOtherwise what?â The speaker wasnât Lafitte this time, but Promi. His eyes were frosty as he said: âRecently, more and more people have become bolder these days and dared to be presumptuous in my shop. Do you really dare challenge my patience?â
Not mentioning Promiâs identity, Tesla was overwhelmed by his third level apprentice momentum alone, leaving him unable to move.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMaster, I didnât mean it like that. It was he who satirized me first, and I had onlyâ¦â Tesla tried to explain.
Promiâs eyes looked on sharply as he said: âYou can fight or go against the grain with others as much as you desire. But as long as you dare to do so in my shop, I will let you know how wonderful it is to be alive!â
After being lectured by Promi, Tesla looked a little flustered.
Angel said in a timely manner: âSo whatâs your reason? If your reason canât convince me, put the weapon back and get the hell out of here!â
With Angelâs stabbing words, Tesla wanted to angrily refute. But when he heard Promi coldly snort, he wilted again.
As Queena saw the situation unfold, the creases softened on her forehead as she could not bear looking at him any longer.
Tesla calmed himself down and suppressed the smell of gunpowder in his tone as he said: âIâve already put my money on the counter.â
On the counter, there were two cloth bags, one large and one small. Tesla had previously thrown out his offer of 20 magic crystals for his reason to buy the tang knife. The other bag was another offer he couldnât wait to throw out, this was another 100 magic crystals of reason to buy the sickle.
Angel picked up the big bag and weighed it in hand as he said: âNot enough. With such little reason, you have left me unconvinced.â
â100 magic crystals is already a fair market price. If you donât know, then you can ask others. For example, the clerk standing next to you who sells many alchemy weapons. He should know the price of this sickle.â Tesla said.
Angel had previously teased Tesla earlier which made David feel great. But at this point, the conversation had turned to him, leaving him speechless for a long while. There was no problem with what Tesla had said. 100 magic crystals is indeed a fair market price, and this wasnât even a long-handled sickle, but the less universally used short-handled sickle. Even an offer of 100 magic crystals is still on the higher end of the market for such a weapon.
David did not speak for a long time. Tesla felt that he had regained a little face and felt proud in his heart again. However, because this place is Promiâs shop venue, he dared not reveal his pride again.
âAgain in the same sentence, this sickle belongs to me, and your reason must satisfy me.â Angel paused and said: âAs for the fair market price, this isnât an ironclad rule in the Wizard Plane. If you only consider the rise and fall of price fluctuations, they are affected by too many factors.â
At this time, Forsa, the former son of an economics minister in his country, also added: âThe relationship between supply and demand in the objective market is the biggest factor affecting price fluctuations. Moreover, artificial manipulation can also be a factor that controls the market price.â
Angel praised Forsa in his mind as he said: âSo, donât talk about your market price. In my mind, your price is not enough for my psychological price.â
Tesla has always followed the path of money, so he is no less sensitive to fluctuations in money than Forsa. He laughed and said: âThe premise between the relationship of supply and demand is that if someone is willing to buy. With that, there should be a range of price increase. Your short sickle has reached its peak in the market, and no person is willing to pay more for it.â
âArenât you such a person?â Angel asked.
Tesla choked for a moment before replying: âYouâre being unreasonable. Itâs your honour that Iâm willing to bid for this small weapon!â
Angel responded: âSo special circumstances require special treatment, right? If there is an urgent demand from someone, I can naturally raise the price. Isnât this an unspoken rule in the market?â
âIf this is what youâre assuming, then youâre wrong. Iâm not in urgent need of it.â Tesla refuted.
âIs that right? Then you can go. I will not sell.â Angel doesnât care whether he sells it or not.
âYou!â Tesla originally wanted to have a few words of back and forth, but Angel didnât follow the script at all. He was only left angry and silent after saying this.
As Tesla was left speechless with anger. Queena, who had been looking on coldly at the situation, finally opened her mouth. She leaned slightly toward Angel, revealing a bit of her ** squeezed out by the armour under her tattered black robe. Then she gave a wink and said: âLittle brother, I apologize to you on behalf of Tesla. I canât stand his character sometimes. Yes, how about I buy this sickle, is that okay?â
âYes, give me an offer.â Angel said.
Queenaâs arms gently squeezed her chest as she seductively asked: âCan 100 magic crystals reach your psychological price?â
As an impulsive hot-blooded teenager around 14 or 15 years old, Queena thinks her posturing was enough to charm Angel. Itâs a pity she didnât know that Angel even ordered Red Butterfly killed. Queenaâs coquettish act was completely presented to the wrong object.
âNo.â Angel said without hesitation.
Queenaâs expression suddenly froze as she instantly converged her coquetry and asked: âThen what is your psychological price?â
Angel stopped dancing around the subject and directly quoted his price: â300 magic crystals.â
When Angel quoted this price, almost everyone looked at Angel in surprise and thought: How dare he set such a price? This is three times higher than the original offer. This is just a regular alchemy product which doesnât involve any mystical enchantments. Even if this was made by Master, his price would roughly be around this price!
David lamented in his heart that Angel gave a lionâs opening⦠But he liked such an offer.
â300 magic crystals? Thanks for the opening, you actually donât want to sell it, do you?â Tesla sneered.
Teslaâs words also followed the psychological line of thought present in others: Obviously, Angel is teasing with them by giving this offer. How could a sickle that has only just entered as a ranked item be priced like this?
âOf course I want to sell. If I donât sell it, will I leave it as a decoration? As long as you take my offer, then I will definitely sell it.â Angel said.
âBut this sickle isnât worth 300 magic crystals at all, even 100 magic crystals is already a sky-high price!â Tesla exclaimed.
Angel smiled and said: âIt isnât worth it, right? Isnât your boss, Crazy Demon Blade Naru, waiting for you at Sky Tower?â
When Angel mentions âSky Towerâ, both Tesla and Queenaâs pupils contracted slightly.
Queena smiled dryly as she said: âI donât understand what your meaning is.â
âIs that right? If you donât understand, then forget it.â Angel puts the sickle back into the glass box as he said: âI believe it will be sold at this price in a few days. What do you think, Tesla?â
Tesla asked in wonder: âWhat do you know?â
âWerenât you the one who bought the news? Why ask me?â Angel replied.
âNews? What news?â Forsa and Lafitte looked at each other.
Angel smiled and said: âA piece of news that will let me sell this sickle at 300 magic crystals.â
After hearing Angelâs words, Tesla and Queena looked at Angel with some fear: âWho are you? Why do you know about the news?â
Instead of replying, Angel continued asking: âAre you sure you donât want it? Didnât you want to take advantage while the news had not spread and buy this at a low price? What, is 300 magic crystals too high?â
Everyone was confused about what Angel was talking about. This news sounded mysterious.
âOr, is a man who reasons with money, doesnât even have 300 magic crystals?â Angel teased.
Angelâs teasing tone of voice made Tesla blush. He had been so sarcastic with Forsa before, but he ironically hadnât expected these words to be returned to him in such a short time.
What saddens Tesla most is he really doesnât have 300 magic crystals. Moreover, 300 magic crystals is already an unbearable price to pay, even for ordinary third level wizard apprentices.
âIt seems you are right. They really donât have 300 magic crystals.â David didnât know what the news was, but he enjoyed being able to knock down the other party at this time.