Huh? Are they all real?

Moen could understand what Benalana meant.

His stuff was undoubtedly authentic, but it was also undoubtedly very risky.

Unless he was willing to take this risk.

After all, not every chamber of commerce was the same as the Eastern Chamber of Commerce.

And the Eastern Chamber of Commerce was willing to buy it directly, but because it could not be sold a second time and it was too tormenting for the appraiser, she was only willing to buy it at 1% of the market price.

But at 1% of the price, would I have to take the risk to sell it at another chamber of commerce?

Seriously make it old?

Forget it, the risk is really too great.

Moen currently has no way to make things so old that even large chambers of commerce can't tell the difference.

Although what Moen sold was indeed authentic.

But once it is considered problematic, other chambers of commerce will really take action.

Of course, the most important point is that Moen sold the ancient monument last week without any hesitation at the beginning, because he had already made up his mind to cooperate deeply with the Eastern Chamber of Commerce.

Because he knew what the Eastern Chamber of Commerce would say and what it would not say.

Many people must have known that 0-007 was sold, but the fact that no one knew that it was bought by Moen is proof.

Moon also knew that the originals would not be circulated, and no outsiders would even know about it.

It was difficult for the other chambers of commerce to convince Moon on this point.

They did not have the credibility of an entire era.

Well, 1% is 1%, it is a business without capital anyway.

This lady is really a businessman!

Fortunately, Miss Leida did not learn from her.

It was also at this time that Moon heard the lobby manager say:

"There is one more thing, sir, our eldest lady also said that if you have these, she is willing to buy them in her private name, and the price is one-tenth of the market price!"

"The eldest lady also said that if the things are good enough, it is okay to increase the price."

Moen looked at the list handed over by the lobby manager with suspicion.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched.

All of them are sheet music.

She knew that the originals she sold to her would be difficult to sell again, so she simply used them for herself. Anyway, they are indeed authentic, but they are too fake.

Okay, so it turns out that she was waiting for me here.

But she also knew her limits. What she wanted was not only what she liked, but also harmless music scores.

To be honest, if it was another chamber of commerce, most of them would buy it at the original price or even at a higher price.

But that's why she chose the Eastern Chamber of Commerce.

Because they are really just doing business with her, not investing or plotting.

This is neither good nor bad.

After rubbing his brows, Moon said:

"I have a good music score. I think Miss Benalana will like it very much."

"What kind of music score is it?"

"It's a gift from the Eternal King to one of the Golden Flower Lords. I won't say much about the details. Just treat it as a surprise."

A gift from the Eternal King to one of the Golden Flower Lords, or a music score? !

Could it be the rumored "Sonnet No. 18"! ! !

But isn't this thing said to be in the kingdom of God of that majesty?

People only know about its origin and general origin, and the rest, such as the specific content, are unclear.

"I, I'm asking, is it Sonnet No. 18?"

The one by Shakespeare? I think I copied it.

But it's a love poem, what does it have to do with the sheet music?

And I remember I put that thing in the bottom of the box.

Who found it for me?

The relic of the Eternal King?

Because of the cognitive deviation, Morn was a little confused.

"No, it's not."

"Then it's okay. So where is your sheet music?"

"Here."

It's nothing else, it's a lullaby that almost everyone in Morn's hometown has heard.

In order to celebrate the birth of his friend's child, Morn gave it to the other party as a gift.

"Strange tune, but, um, not bad, really good, I think the eldest lady must be happy to buy this sheet music. I can give you an estimate of the specific price."

Moen interrupted the other party directly:

"Just give me ten ancient gold coins and this."

Moen handed the other party a piece of paper with only a noun on it.

"Demon's blood? Sir, this thing is not easy to get."

Although it only requires the blood of demons, not specific demons of what rank.

But it is still difficult to get, after all, after Saint Constantine, the connection between the Abyss and the world has become very weak.

Nowadays, most of the stocks of demons come from the abandoned land with extremely inconvenient transportation.

The followers of the saints, led by the Witch of Redemption, have been hunting demons there.

"It's not easy, but you must have it, and you and I both know it's worth it."

The lobby manager did not answer directly:

"I will contact the young lady right now, sir, and I will get back to you as soon as possible."

Soon, the lobby manager brought back Benalana's response:

"Sir, the young lady agrees to your deal. Here are your ten Gu Yue gold coins, and then the demon blood you want, we have raised eleven liters at the young lady's suggestion."

"It will probably be delivered to you tonight."

"Only eleven liters?"

"Sir, this is all the inventory we have emptied out of Baratheon and surrounding areas!"

"I don't mean to blame you, I just think that times have indeed changed."

Eleven liters, but still no specific type and rank of demon blood.

And they certainly wouldn't give themselves the blood of high-level demons.

It sounds like a lot, but in fact, in the Constantine era, this amount could probably be collected by any larger store.

Because at that time, the abyss really ravaged the world.

"Times have changed for the better, sir."

"These, all of this is the merit of Saint Constantine!"

The lobby manager also sighed.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do."

The lobby manager obviously thought that Moon was talking about a deal.

——

In the Giant Stone Castle.

Almost all the people who could speak in the Lion family gathered in the hall.

But it's called a hall, but it's actually just a slightly larger room.

After all, if it wasn't compact, the fortress conceived by the first Duke of the Lion family might have become a joke.

They are not Moon, they have no idea how to make that magical ancient relic.

They just happened to find a little bit, and then discovered how to use it.

As the visitor appeared, the knights at the gate of the Lion's House withdrew their crossed ceremonial swords.

The old lion also opened his arms and laughed from a distance and hugged him:

"Great Lord Hasank Iman, I finally waited for your arrival!"

Hasank, the former prime minister of the Loiman Empire, also laughed and opened his arms to greet him:

"I am also honored to be invited to this great fortress. I will not be the first foreigner to arrive here, right?"

"Yes, Lord Hasank, you are indeed the first foreign guest to visit here."

"And it came without bloodshed!"

With Hasank's joke, the two laughed again.

In the corner of the hall, a shadow behind the jester looked at the laughing old lion and shook his head with pity:

"It seems that they have forgotten what I said to his ancestors when I was merciful."

"Do you have this relationship with the Lion's House?"

The shadow smiled and said:

"There are so many things you don't know."

When foreigners are welcomed into your fortress, your bloodline will also come to a funny end.

This prophecy was not obtained by the first Duke of the Lion Family, but by the founder of the Lion Family.