Chapter 142 – Calron’s First Creation (1/2)

Chapter 142 – Calron’s First Creation

“You are Calron?”

A skinny old man standing next to the bar counter asked Calron the moment he approached him.

“Yes, that is me.”

“Lady Laxerus asked us to deliver a few batches of goods to you. Where do you want us to place them?”

The old man scrutinized Calron’s face, curious as to how a nobody like him managed to gain the favor of the Laxerus family.

“Just show me where they are and I’ll carry it myself.”

Calron stated in a polite tone. He did not want other people to enter his room because Ellie was currently recuperating there, and he did not want to disturb her.

“Of course.”

The old man raised an eyebrow at the boy’s unusual behavior, but did not comment any further.

Following the skinny old man outside, Calron saw a small wooden cart which had two medium-sized crates placed on it.

Elemental metal was comparatively cheaper than other metals which were typically used for a cultivator’s weapon, as it was denser and more brittle than other metals. Usually, only Spiritual stage cultivators utilized weapons made of elemental metal as, if a Vajra stage expert used one, it would definitely crack under the pressure of their powerful essence.

Calron effortlessly lifted both crates out of the cart and roughly gauged their weight. It seemed like they both weighed around forty kilograms altogether, causing Calron to be pleasantly surprised.

A kilogram of elemental metal could be sold for approximately three gold in the market. Thus, for a hundred gold squares, Calron would only be able to obtain thirty-three or thirty-four kilograms of the metal. However, it appeared as if Mirane had given him a few extra kilograms of metal.

“Thank you, please send my regards and gratitude to Lady Mirane.”

Calron said happily to the old man, as he turned around and went back into the inn.

The old man gave a small bow and walked away with his cart.

Far off into the distance, a slim shadow remained crouching on top of a building and when Calron returned back to the inn, the shadow gradually stood up and let out a sardonic laugh.

“Hahaha, that’s the punk, young master sent me to take care of?”

The shadow’s azure eyes flashed with a bolt of lightning.

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“Hey Jolt, is there an extra room available next to mine upstairs?”

Calron inquired, after locating Jolt who was in the kitchen sampling the roast meat for tonight’s dinner.

“Oh, hello lad! Hmmm, the one next to yours is occupied, but a room a few doors away from yours was recently evacuated by a customer so you can have that. So, how’s the child doing?”

Jolt put down his plate, and asked Calron with a trace of worry in his voice.

Calron had recently found out that a majority of the maids that worked in the Wandering Eagle were young girls that Jolt had took under his care long ago, when they had nowhere to go. It was due to the death of Tanny’s mother, Jolt’s little sister, that developed the over-protective attitude that Jolt had towards other young girls.

“She’s resting for now, but hopefully, she’ll be better by tomorrow.”

Calron consoled the man while picking up the two crates from the ground.

“Sigh… poor girl. Anyways, Selin is currently cleaning the room so the door should be open. Also, I talked to my friend, and the store is yours for a month. If you can continue to pay the rent, then he will let you extend the contract. I’ll tell you where it is tomorrow, so rest easy.”