The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 804  Bulk Sales

Karl set the rings in the display cases, while Remi placed the crates of potions behind the counter.

“We have a hundred Commander Rank rings with Giant Strength and Skill Damage buffs, thirty Monarch Ranked Rings with Mana Storage, Skill Power, and mana regeneration, and five hundred each of the lesser healing and recovery potions, both at Monarch Rank.” He announced as everything was placed.

Those potions were the mainstay of every adventuring group, the emergency assistants needed to prevail in a hard-fought battle. So, all the merchants assumed that Karl had gone so far as to clear out their Guild Bank storage to provide the items for them today.

The lesser potions weren’t expensive, two silver coins each, even at the Monarch Rank. But that was still two hundred more gold, and a sense of satisfaction for the merchants who would get a whole box full of potion vials.

The ingredients also all grew in Remi’s swamp at a rapid rate, so she could do this every day and not run out of them. It would just keep the weeds down.

There were still some arguments, but after a bit of back and forth, the deal was struck, and the items split between the ten merchants in the shop who didn’t back down from the threats of their peers.

A few more were still present, but had decided it was best not to compete today, and let the others have the win.

They could try again next trip.

As they left, The Gargoyles informed Karl that they were putting on a show of being sad and defeated so that anyone watching along the road would know that they weren’t the ones who had gotten the valuable loot.

It was a cunning plan. Leave, put on a show, but also let the spies who might be gathering intelligence to sell to pirate groups know that the others would have something good on board their ship this trip.

That would keep them away from the ships of the unsuccessful merchants, who would still have an entire boat load of goods from other shops aboard to sell.

As the last of the customers left, Davis went out and placed a “Closed for Restock” sign on the gate, but only closed one side, in case someone with a custom order or other request wanted to enter.

“Who is the other Overlord that I sense?” Ashbringer asked curiously.

“Oh, my class is Beast Master, I have a number of bonded Magical Beasts.

One of them created a magical library area with an Illusion Domain spell, that’s the other Overlord. Then there is a Monarch-Ranked Void Badger around here somewhere, plus a Divine Thunder Cerro and a Bloodbath Spider with the dungeon team. Plus Hawk, the Ghostfire Thunderbird, who is currently on the roof.

There is one other non beast member of the group upstairs in the Library, would you like to meet her?” Karl replied.

The Demonic smith smiled and nodded, then followed Karl up to the third floor.

Lotus was in the middle of the room, buried in puppies create by the butterfly’s illusions. She didn’t even look up until Ashbringer began to laugh.

“A Green Dragon Cleric? Oh, this will be a fun place. Hello, high priestess.” He greeted Lotus.

“Hello, strange man with his head on fire. Would you like to have a seat? There are puppies.”

Ashbringer sat on a cushion, and a few of the fluffy creatures climbed onto his legs. His joy was immense, but he looked somewhat shocked.

“So, this is what it’s like. Real ones are terrified of me, because of the fire. It never got better, even now that I’m no longer a child who can’t control his flames, and these pups are not afraid at all.” He muttered.

“Just avoid squishing them. Little Butterfly didn’t put much magic in them, so they’re very fragile.” Lotus warned.

Ashbringer nodded. “If you damage an illusion too much, it breaks. I understand. But they feel so real, it’s incredible. The power of a Domain ability can’t be underestimated.”

The others came upstairs while the new smith was playing with puppies, and Karl did the introductions, then remembered to remind Davis that they didn’t need a smith anymore unless Ashbringer wanted an apprentice.

As happy as he was, Karl couldn’t see him turning down the job.

“Is there anything else before I head home for the day? The shop is closed, and now that the ladies are back, I can close the gate on my way out.” The Fallen Angel asked politely.

Ashbringer brought out the sword he had made earlier. “Bring this to the Auction on behalf of the Darklight Host. Standard registry for the next sale.”

Davis put the sword in his inventory and bowed. “Of course, Overlord. The auction is next week, the day before Matriarch’s Day.”

Ashbringer nodded, and Karl frowned. “You know, I have no idea what day it is. I haven’t seen a calendar in ages.”

Ashbringer shrugged, and brought one out. “Most nations use their own, which is a nightmare. I don’t have a local calendar either, but I have a Dragon Calendar, which the Priestesses should know.”

He had been marking off days, and Karl rapidly flipped through the pages when he realized what one they were on.

“Every single one of us missed our birthdays.” He realized.

Tessa looked at the current date on the calendar and nodded. “You’re right. We got so caught up in other stuff, that we forgot. However, I’m not claiming that one. So it doesn’t count.”

Loros giggled. “You know, you don’t actually avoid getting older if you just pretend your birthday never happened.”

“But it’s a big one. I’ve just turned twenty.” Tessa explained, which made Ashbringer laugh.

“I remember my hundredth birthday, I didn’t want to acknowledge it at all. I was still a young Demon, how could I be more than a century old? Now, I only feel young when I am near the forge. But at least I still look the part.” He joked.

Lotus nodded. “That is true. You don’t look any older than I am.”

Ashbringer frowned at the comment. “Aren’t you like twelve?”

“Hey! I’m nineteen. I’m just short. With a baby face.”

The demon shrugged. “I’m bad with Dragonkin ages. I thought that you were at least a few years younger than the Cat Demons.”

Karl smiled. “I should likely warn you, now that you’re one of us. These forms are a transformation spell. Not our actual appearance.”

Ashbringer looked intrigued, so both Karl and Dana changed forms, while Ophelia chose to remain as a Werebear. The bear was her, and she was the bear. The human form had become secondary in her mind. When it was a permanent passive activation, what was the difference?

Ashbringer nodded when he saw Dana’s form, then looked confused as he sniffed at Karl.

“You look mostly human. I think. But you don’t smell like one. Not at all.”

“I have a special constitution. I don’t know if that counts as a change of species, but my bones are Void Iron, and my blood is metallic.” Karl explained.

“That doesn’t sound very human to me. But I don’t have a name for the species either, so I guess you’re just a Karl.” Ashbringer was surprisingly casual about the revelation, but Loros was poking at Karl’s arm, reminding him that he hadn’t told any of the others.

“Interesting. It’s like a hybrid Demon. No special name, just a unique existence. If I had to guess, I would say you’re more Elemental than human. Your whole presence feels like Void Iron.” She agreed.

“That’s settled then. I’m a Karl. And I will be in mostly Cat Demon form.”

Then, Karl shifted back a half second before Dana did the same and settled down on his crossed legs to occupy his lap before stealing a puppy.