Chapter 390: Selling Oneself

"What are the characteristics of this spear named Gungnir? Tell me about it," Muria inquired as he looked at the crimson spear in Remilia's hands. He could sense its power, but he was unaware of its specific abilities.

"Your Highness, this is a divine spear, once the main weapon of an ancient deity. However, after the deity's demise, the spear was greatly damaged and its rank fell. By current standards, it's considered a legendary weapon.

Even so, the spear retains some basic divine attributes: it is robust, imperishable, and most importantly, it possesses the ability to never miss its target. Once thrown, it will inevitably hit its mark.

Originally, this divine spear also had the capability to pierce through anything it struck. Unfortunately, due to the downgrade, it no longer possesses that ability."

"These abilities are already quite impressive. Without the guaranteed piercing ability, the user's own strength will have to suffice to penetrate the enemy," Muria nodded in satisfaction after hearing about the capabilities of the divine spear Gungnir. His own weapon, the Spear of the Sun, also possessed the ability to never miss, which was sufficient for him.

"Master Muria, the legendary Gungnir also had the ability to ensure that any oath sworn upon it would come to fruition. However, the current Gungnir has lost this ability."

"An irrelevant ability," Muria dismissed with a shake of his head. An oath coming true just by being sworn upon? Nonsense. If it were that powerful, how could the first owner of this divine spear have fallen, and why would Gungnir's rank have decreased?

Muria turned his gaze towards the little girl clutching the crimson spear, "Remilia, is there anything else you desire?"

Remilia, holding the infallible spear Gungnir close, shook her head. She was only interested in this divine spear; the other weapons, although seemingly fine, were not suited for her.

"Your Highness, is there anything you desire?" Sensing that the little princess had no further interest in shopping, the hooded merchant immediately shifted his focus to Muria, seeing him as a major customer whose investment would undoubtedly pay off handsomely in the future.

"I want all your legendary metals," Muria stated calmly, revealing his sole interest.

Weapons? Armor? He already had those, enough to last him for a long time. He just needed to collect legendary metals to allow them to absorb and grow.

Healing items? His space ring contained several vials of the Tree of Life's sap, including one from the Eternal Life Tree.

Breathing techniques? Meditation techniques? Combat skills? He already had more than he could learn.

In some ways, Muria felt he had reached a state of desiring nothing further. For many other fate-favored individuals, each encounter with a planar merchant was a chance for transformation or a significant boost in combat capabilities.

But for Muria, whether he encountered these merchants or not didn't really matter. If he did, he'd buy a batch of legendary metals; if not, it was merely icing on the cake.

"All the legendary metals?" Upon hearing Muria's request, the merchant, who had been sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up—a major customer deserved respect and courteous treatment.

"Are you sure? I possess more legendary metals than that green-skinned dwarf you encountered."

"Bring them all out. It's just about the future me taking action, right? If the quantity is sufficient, I'm willing to act several times."

"Heh!" The merchant laughed at Muria's straightforwardness. Every merchant appreciated a generous and straightforward client. "Master Muria, you are a major customer, so you may trade with me by bartering."

Muria watched as the hooded merchant pulled out various shapes and types of legendary metals from his voluminous sleeves. "Bartering? I don't have much to trade with you."

"No, no, no, Your Highness, you have many things on you that other beings would dream of possessing."

"What do you want from me?" Muria narrowed his eyes.

"Your blood, scales that have fallen off, or even meditation techniques and combat skills from your ancestral memories could be traded."

"My blood, my scales?" Muria immediately rejected the offer without hesitation. "Impossible. You can forget about things from my ancestral memories too. I'm not trading them."

Muria, possessing the Book of Mourning and informed by his knowledge of curses, knew that even the most basic curse casters could use hair or blood for spells. More adept curse casters could use remnants in the air or even images and sounds to cast curses. If Muria's blood fell into such hands...

Well, curses didn't affect him. But even if not used as a medium for curses, such bodily materials could be utilized for other purposes like sacrifices or tracking.

In short, unless absolutely necessary, allowing

 one's bodily materials to fall into others' hands was foolish.

"...Then the deal is settled." The merchant held a gleaming golden scale, "In five hundred years, without contravening your will and not endangering your safety, you must act to your fullest capability three times."

"Yes." Muria, having effectively 'sold' his future self, collected the mountain of legendary metals before him, a slight smile on his face. The transaction was neither a loss nor a gain, but it left him very satisfied.

"I look forward to our next transaction, Master Muria." Although the merchant only had Muria's promise, he felt immensely profitable. He bowed slightly to Muria and then, along with his stall, vanished in an instant, without Muria feeling any spatial fluctuations.

"Muria." As the planar merchant departed, Muria and Remilia's suppressed presence was restored, prompting Yindiela, who had been standing still, to remember everything and step towards Muria.

"Is she the human you want me to protect?" Yindiela asked, sniffing slightly with her small, pert nose, looking curiously at Remilia after arriving next to Muria.

"Yes, Remilia, this is Yindiela, and she'll be playing with you from now on."

Muria introduced the two girls to each other, seeing no need to explain further about their identities.

"Buzz!" But as Muria's words fell, before Yindiela could react, Remilia, holding the spear Gungnir that Muria had just bought for her, lunged and thrust the spear at Yindiela.

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