The two warriors moved to stand between Karl and the door, while the young man quickly escaped what was likely to turn into a heated argument about crafted items he couldn’t afford, no matter what his account balance said.
Karl switched the rings that he was enhancing as one was finished to the Immortal Rank.
If he could hold out for a few more minutes, he would have a ring for each of them. However, by then, they were likely to have many more people in on the bidding war.
Perhaps he could get away with just giving them one and claiming poverty?
Tell them that it took days to make more, and they wouldn’t have any way to prove him wrong, as they had no idea how he was making them, or what he was making them out of, as the material changed as he improved them to Immortal Rank.
It was a brilliant plan.
"Now, I need to know where you learned to make Immortal Rank items of the Rare Grade before you reached the later stages of Immortality." The Elder in the white robes demanded.
"I’m a Runecrafter. Surely, there are at least a few in the region, even if the New Home Merchant Clan doesn’t specialize in crafting?"
The Elder nodded. "There is one in Condim. An Elder of a local Sect."
Karl chuckled and the two other Immortals smirked.
"What? Oh, that damnable name. Yes, I get that it sounds like ’condom’. However, it is the City Founder’s name, and he is quite sensitive about it. You would do well to remember that."
"Got it, my apologies, Elder. Now, I simply must return to my duties."
The Elder was about to dismiss him, then remembered there was a reason they were talking about this.
"You are a slippery one, aren’t you. No, you’re not running away until this is settled. I will explain to Elder Socrate that you were delayed for a valid reason and not slacking at your punishment duties."
Karl sighed and took out the completed ring.
"Fine, I do have a second ring. You can argue about who gets them, but they take time to make, so I don’t have any more ready right now."
"Why would you be reluctant to sell such valuable items when you’re short on clan credits?" The Elder asked.
"I’m not short on credits, though. I just sold the one you were arguing about, and my wife hasn’t even spent ten credits on her first Immortal World shopping spree."
The others in the room laughed quietly at his description. Karl either didn’t realize that advancement resources existed, or didn’t understand the benefit of them. If he did, then he would be eager to get as many credits as humanly possible so that he could buy whatever the warehouse had in stock.
Compared to the funding needed for resources, a new wardrobe and a decorated home were nothing.
Karl handed the ring to Min, who shot him an annoyed glare. She was supposed to be off shift, but her replacement was too afraid to enter in the middle of what looked like an imminent fight.
That meant she was stuck here until everyone left, and the Elder was not going to let Karl simply run away when there was a chance of getting good things out of him.


"Should not use it to create items. Because I most definitely can use it to create items."
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