The boy sheathed the sword and said to them, "Alright, I'll take this. Just wait for my news. I'll find you a good buyer."
He then handed Spicy Flavor Fairy a token of his own and skipped away, disappearing from Spicy Flavor Fairy's sight.
Spicy Flavor Fairy wanted to thank Hanjun for his help, but when he looked up, Hanjun had vanished again.
Spicy Flavor Fairy thought, "..."
Not a sound was made.
Could Hanjun's character be like Batman or something?
They weren't sure what Hanjun was up to again, but the boy quickly returned and told Spicy Flavor Fairy and the others that he had found them a good buyer.
He then led them through a maze of turns until they arrived at a tavern.
The moment they entered the tavern, the noisy chatter inside suddenly stopped.
Spicy Flavor Fairy noticed that the place wasn't empty; rather, the dozen or so people inside had turned their heads to stare at them, thinking they were there to cause trouble.
Their serious expressions made it clear they saw Spicy Flavor Fairy's group as enemies.
For a second, Spicy Flavor Fairy thought the boy had taken their goods and led them into a trap.
Luckily, the boy raised both hands and waved them, shouting, "It's a misunderstanding, everyone! These are my guests, and they've brought some good stuff."
As soon as he spoke, the tavern returned to its noisy atmosphere, and no one paid them any further attention.
Spicy Flavor Fairy and his group also breathed a sigh of relief.
The intense stares from everyone in the tavern had made their hair stand on end.
Pork Rib Boss had to restrain himself from taking action, barely managing to keep things under control.
The boy apologized to them, "Sorry about that, I forgot that you had a large group, so they mistook you for enemies."
Spicy Flavor Fairy shook his head, not mentioning that he had actually thought the boy was leading them into a trap.
The boy walked over to the bartender, tapped the counter, and asked, "Where's Mr. Turner?"
This room was a private viewing box for the arena, and the people sitting here were definitely not ordinary folks—they were the big shots of the black market.
Spicy Flavor Fairy was the first one to walk in and immediately saw the person the boy had called "Mr. Turner."
The man has a big body like a butcher.
He was a massive figure wearing a black apron, and if he had a boning knife in his hand, he would have looked exactly like one.
Before Spicy Flavor Fairy could say anything, the man's booming voice greeted them warmly, "So, you guys are the ones Little Dylan said brought something good?"
Little Dylan?
Spicy Flavor Fairy glanced at the boy, who was happily handing the sword to the butcher.
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Then, he took a bag of coins from someone next to Mr. Turner and left the room, bouncing with joy.
The sword they gave to Dylan was now resting beside Mr. Turner, which meant he was their buyer.
Though Mr. Turner looked fierce, he was actually quite friendly when he spoke, "Did you make this sword? It looks pretty good. How many do you have?"
Spicy Flavor Fairy boldly said, "We have as many as you need."
Mr. Turner laughed, "That's a big claim. What if I said I need thousands?"
Spicy Flavor Fairy gave Flower Deer a look, and she calmly replied, "That's not a problem."
Mr. Turner looked thoughtful, "I've never seen craftsmanship like this before. Where are you from?"
Spicy Flavor Fairy didn't hide it, "Ulon Town."
Mr. Turner squinted his eyes, "Ulon Town? The demons should have reached that place by now, shouldn't they? Are you saying..."
Spicy Flavor Fairy nodded, "That's right. We've already defeated the demons."
Mr. Turner immediately gained more respect for Spicy Flavor Fairy and his group.
Unlike Saradin, Mr. Turner had seen the power of the demons and knew that even the combined forces of the entire continent couldn't slow down the demon army.