First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Runesmiths Use Hammers?!

Orion followed him across the bustling marketplace. It was still just as bustling and busy as the last time he had visited the place.

Rows of stalls and shops stretched down either side of the stone path, each with glowing mana lanterns hanging at the corners as evening approached.

The air was thick with the scent of metal, parchment, and food. A few Runesmiths hammered away in open forges, their work shielded behind magical barriers to keep the heat from scalding passersby.

’...Runesmiths use hammers to make weapons?’ He looked at the smithy and inwardly muttered.

[Duh? Isn’t that obvious? Why do you think otherwise?]

’Grandma... is a Runesmith.’

[Σ(O_O;)]

’Right, I... can’t imagine her... hammering like this.’ He hurriedly shook his head to get rid of the thought and quickened his step.

Eventually, they reached a wide, two-story building with a dark-wood sign reading: "Velnir’s Chamber of Commerce." The shop’s emblem—a stylized open eye atop a coin—glowed softly with an identification enchantment.

The entrance was guarded by twin golems, stone statues shaped like armored knights. They didn’t move, but their eyes flashed with awareness as they scanned the two who passed between them.

’Hmm, Arya was right. There are scanners everywhere.’

Inside, the air was cool and smelled of cedar and polished steel. Rows of glass cases lined the walls, displaying orbs, scrolls, weapons, and trinkets pulsing with faint magical light.

A few noble customers were already browsing deeper within, attended by sharp-suited assistants.

"Velnir’s place is old and reputable," Edgar explained quietly. "If you’re selling high-tier goods, they’ll treat you properly."

Just then, a well-dressed middle-aged man with a trimmed beard stepped forward. His robes shimmered faintly with detection runes.

"Welcome, Sirs," he said with a respectful bow. "I am Harven, one of the trade assessors here. May I ask what type of business you wish to conduct today?"

Orion offered a polite nod. "I have some enchanted treasures I wish to sell."

"Of course. Please, this way." Harven gestured toward a side room—private, warded, and soundproof.

Once inside, Edgar stood by the wall while Orion stepped forward. "So, what are the prices of Tier 7 and Tier 8 treasures?"

Harven’s eyes flashed upon hearing the high tier of goods. He considered for a moment and replied, "Tier 7 goods range from 100 High Grade Mana Crystals to 400 High Grade Mana Crystals. As for Tier 8—they go for 400 to 1,000."

Orion nodded and took out three items from his spatial ring.

He placed them one by one on the polished blackwood table:

-Golemheart Pendant – Tier 7

-Spirit-Imbued Lens – Tier 7

-Shadowstep Boots – Tier 8

Harven’s eyes flickered with interest, though his expression remained neutral. He immediately cast a scanning rune over the items. Soft ripples of pale-blue mana hovered around each object.

"Hmm... All well-maintained. No spiritual damage, no tampering, runes intact," he murmured. "These are valuable, Young Sir."

He tapped his ring, and a slate appeared before him. "Golemheart Pendant—defensive type, rare but not unique. Likely around 350 High Grade Mana Crystals. The Lens is more niche, but rare for spiritual appraisers... perhaps 280. As for the Shadowstep Boots... Tier 8, mobility-focused, nearly flawless runework. It would go for around 700."

He raised his head and made his offer in a calm voice. "We usually buy things at 70% the market value of these treasures." His eyes drifted toward Edgar as he continued, "But since you are from the Helstrom family, I will increase the offer. I will buy them at 80% market value. That comes to 1,064 Mana Crystals. I will round it off at 1,070 Mana Crystals for you."

Orion turned his gaze toward Edgar, who nodded back at him, clearly telling him it was a good deal.