Chapter 59: Well, We’re Broke, Aren’t We?
Leon picked up the prismatic shard from the anvil, brushing away the bits of grit still clinging to its shell on his sleeve. He then carefully slipped it into his pants pocket.
Of course, the moment it disappeared from Clint’s sight, he sent it straight into his System Backpack.
After all, that was the safest, most hidden place there was. Unless Leon took it out himself, no one could ever find this prismatic shard.
Clint heard Leon’s reply and looked a little disappointed. Prismatic shards were truly one in a million, and he needed the mysterious, rare mineral for many things.
Still, he could understand why Leon wouldn’t sell it. Aside from its use in blacksmithing, prismatic shards held plenty of other purposes and meaning. Even Clint wouldn’t part with such a gem if he had one.
“Thanks to you, my first Crystal Orb blind box turned out great. Let’s grab a drink at the Starfruit Saloon sometime. My treat.”
Ever since he’d tucked the shard away, Leon hadn’t stopped smiling. He was so pleased that even Clint, with his scruffy beard and slightly greasy look, seemed downright handsome to him now.
“The Infinity Crystal Orb can hold anything—just like its name suggests. But this is the first time I’ve seen one produce a prismatic shard with my own eyes. You’ve certainly earned Yoba’s favor. I hope next time your crystal geode opens up with all sorts of treasures.”
Clint sighed, then realized he’d ignored Leon’s drink offer. “Uh, I don’t have a set schedule for going to the saloon, but if I see you there, I’ll say hello.”