Compared to the hidden undercurrents running throughout the city, the middle class and the commoners were singing praises for the newly introduced artifacts.
Merchants scrambled to get their hands on them. Such powerful items promised enormous profit.
Outside the city, they could be sold at ten times their original price or even more.
Thus, every merchant was doing everything in their power to secure as many as possible.
To them, nothing mattered more than wealth. It was their source of influence, their shield, and their weapon.
In the outer city's middle district, hundreds of people had gathered in front of a three-story building.
The scene was lively.
People streamed in and out of the building with bright smiles on their faces, while others waited impatiently for their turn.
The demand for the artifacts was so high that many feared the current stock would be sold out before they even reached the counter.
The atmosphere was thick with anticipation.
