Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
“This is a short sword product of form Selar, forged by the northland dwarves. You can see the dwarven enchantment on it. I found this in an ogre’s lair. How about it, I will sell you this good weapon for cheap?”
“Come take a look. This is a fruit produced from the Forest of the Moon. It is the favorite fruit of the elves. Do you know why the elves are so good-looking? It’s all because of this fruit. it is sold for only five cents, definitely worth the money.”
“Vanilla, a specialty of the southern seas, is a rare commodity. Those undersea races have always kept the origin of the herb a secret and could not be found on the continent. Other than the City of Wealth and the Subila Empire, you can never find it elsewhere. Buy some and try cooking with it at home. You will definitely feel the wonderful aftertaste.”
“Friend, want to buy some of this seasoning called cumin? The beastmen praise it endlessly and even the lord is enjoying it.”
“Guards, guards. Someone is selling contraband here.”
“This seasoning is only given by the lord to his men. Where did you get them?”
“This man is probably a thief! Don’t let him get away. Take him to the barracks!”
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The trading square was thrown into chaos, but soon, a group of soldiers in armor surrounded the cumin-selling thief. The thief fell to his knees, raised his hands in surrender, and was escorted away in chains.
Though this trivial matter was over, the general chaotic energy of the market persisted as countless merchants from all over the continent hawked their wares. Adventurers and non-adventurers weaved in between them by the dozens as they made their purchases.
The market was a hodgepodge of races and professions. There were warlords from Khoos, barbarians from Tumibia, and even wandering bards from Evermere were sitting on the floor, playing their lutes, and singing songs. There were beastmen from different races laughing loudly. There were dwarves from the northern lands selling their weapons with rough voices. There were even rarely seen elves as well as dirty goblins. The whol
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