Alchemist In The Apocalypse: Rise Of A Legend!

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An Exchange[3]

[Third Person POV],

Emma's initial uneasy thoughts were calmed when she learned that the Dwarven king had returned only because he needed something and not for any other reason.

So, even though Emma didn't know what the dwarven king wanted, she decided it was preferable to unknowingly angering the dwarven king.

As she opened her mouth to speak, this was the thought that ran through her mind.

"And what help would that be?" Emma inquired cautiously after regaining her composure.

"It's nothing much, I guess," the dwarven king began, before adding, "I was wondering if you'd let me lend your store for a while, and don't worry, it's with profits."

Although the king's speech stated that he wanted to lend Emma's store and that there would be profits, Emma decided to set that aside for the time being because she didn't quite understand what the dwarven king was saying.

"Excuse me but what do you mean by lend?" Emma inquired, but as the dwarven king opened his mouth to speak, the same thing happened as before, where his voice could not be heard.

When the dwarven king saw this, he closed his mouth and gave a thoughtful expression for a few seconds before speaking again.

Emma assumed he was rephrasing his words while he was silent so he wouldn't be put on 'mute' when he spoke next, and she was correct.

"I can't use my primordial chronicle for various reasons, so I'd like you to get me some things in the store," the dwarven king said, finally able to express himself.

When Emma heard this, she thought it wasn't a difficult task, and while she was curious as to why someone wouldn't be able to use the primordial chronicle, she didn't ask so she wouldn't cross the boundary, and she also didn't believe that even if the dwarven king was willing to tell her what was going on, she'd be able to hear his words.

As Emma reflected on this, she suddenly remembered that she had been speaking in another language subconsciously since the beginning as she called out the primordial chronicle in her head before heading to the store section and making it public for both her and the dwarven king to see.

Emma couldn't go to any of the sub options in the store section on her own since it was the dwarven king who had requested for the store for his use and not her, so she just waited for the dwarven king to say what he wanted and she'd do it for him, but when she heard the next words that came out of the dwarven king's mouth, she immediately became embarrassed.

"Only a few dozen gold coins above 100?"

When Emma first heard this, she wanted to respond, but the next words made it worse, especially with the tone the dwarven king used.

"You're poor," the dwarven king admitted bluntly.

And, while Emma was annoyed by this, she didn't say anything because she could tell from her observations that the dwarven king was just saying his honest thought and had no other intentions, but even so, it didn't feel comfortable to be told to one's face that one was poor, no matter how true it was.

As a few odd thoughts flashed through her mind, Emma watched as the dwarven king called out to one of his subjects in the distance, who dashed to their location in a split second and ordered him to bring some items made with 'leftovers' here.

Emma had no idea what these leftovers were, and based on how they were addressed, Emma did not believe they had much value, so the dwarven king most likely wanted to use them and exchanged them for coins.

This was Emma's thought as she saw the dwarven king subjects bring a large box to their location, but when she saw the contents of the box and their grades, she just wanted to scream waste.

Although it wasn't exactly a waste because it was being exchanged for gold, the experience of being 'forced' to exchange various rare grade items such as swords, spears, bows and arrows, and magic staff was unforgettable.

They actually dared to call the magic staff's leftovers!

Emma had never seen so many rare grade items gathered together in her life, and they all seemed to be disappearing at the same time.

It was a painful sight to see, even though she understood why they needed to be exchanged.

Emma was finally released from the 'torture' she had to endure after a few more minutes, but when she saw the number of zeros she now had in her total coins, she couldn't help but drool, which a dwarf beside her snorted at in mockery, bringing her out of her fantasy.

When Emma saw this, she let out a short laugh to relieve herself of her embarrassment in front of the dwarven king, who shook his head sideways several times after.

[Total Coins: 15000 Gold Coins: 45 Silver Coins: 10 Bronze Coins],

This was the number of gold coins in her primordial chronicle.

Emma has never seen anything like this before.

What made matters worse was that the money was not hers. It was so painful that she didn't want to see her original gold coins again.

Of course, she'd be stupid to refuse her original money, so this was just a passing thought.

What's amazing though, is something the dwarven said not long ago.

He claimed that this amount of gold coins was insufficient to purchase a dozen rank 3 items.

Emma had no way of knowing if he was just bragging about it, but one thing she was certain of was that the dwarves were quite wealthy.

Based on the king's nonchalant expression, it's either that he had seen much more money than this to freak out, or that this amount of money was nothing to his race.

Emma had no way of knowing which was true, so all she could do was think about it as the dwarven king finally began instructing her on where to go in the store.

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