Artic continued to work on the Gla.s.s Law for the rest of his path . He didn't have a different thought in mind . Although his life was slow, he wasn't concerned about that .

On the contrary, it made him happy . No one wanted to kill him, who going start to jump him from the right and left . That was pretty cool . He is happy with this .

As Artic thought about all this, he closed his eyes slightly and went to sleep . Time never knew how to pa.s.s .

Artic opened his eyes with the system's message .

"The user, the Poison Fire Artificial Satellite, asks who we are and why we're here . "

Artic responded immediately after waking up to the sound of the system .

"show them a picture of the coin (Medallion) in the inventory . Tell them I'm here to trade . »

After Artic's words, the system did what it was told without answering in any way .

Five or ten seconds later, the system started talking to him .

"The user Poison Fire send to you a greeting and they opened entry for us . "

Artic was happy with the system's response . He liked it . That's why his face was smiling .

That's when the s.p.a.ce s.h.i.+p started moving . The Poison Fire Satellite was green from the outside . It was made squarely in the same way as Worm Trading Company . Most of these trading company satellites not paid attention to details outside of the satellite .

The purpose of these satellites makes a profit because they were trading companies . I mean, the outside looks didn't matter . Just knowing who it belonged to was a sufficient quality .

Artic began to enter through the entrance that had been opened for him as all this was going through his mind .

After the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p came in, Artic started looking around . He was extremely surprised when he looked around .

This time, the number of human beings and other types of beings was extremely high . There were so many systems, even the system wanted to control the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p carefully .

To avoid hitting s.p.a.ces.h.i.+ps flying around . When Artic saw this, he had a sneaky smile on his face .

"It seems that all beings care about power . "

It was the only answer Artic could give to such a rude and crowded environment . Because this trading company is more useful to warriors of the s.p.a.ce and it's more of a place where war and law information was sold . It was also quite crowded .

As he continued to look around, the system had lowered the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p into a s.p.a.ce . Artic got out of the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p and started looking around with an admiring expression .

The red and green colors were extremely adapted to each other . There were signs on black screens that even he could understand .

That was pretty amazing to see .

Artic was starting to move slowly through the crowd . When he got off his s.h.i.+p, the first warning he saw was a warning that "flying is forbidden . " That's why he thought it would be good for him to follow it .

As Artic continued to walk through the crowd, he overheard the speech of the being, who looked like a man with horns on his heads .

"Hey, did you hear that today in the Arena of Law, Almiv and Ragne will fight . I heard there's going to be a betting law war . »

Tall, a middle-aged man with hard black horns on his head, with a pretty face, spoke . The young man, who was right next to him, smiled slightly and replied .

"Who do you think will win?"

The young man's question was answered by the old man with only a laugh . And then after he laughed the young man questions . He answered his question .

«Almiv will win . His law is much stronger and at a later level»

After Artic heard these conversations, something began to appear inside him . There were places on this satellite where he could fight like an arena . If these places didn't look like the ancient Roman era, it would be a pretty good opportunity .

He'd have had the chance to fight without risking his life . He was a little happy about it .

Artic kept his mind about the arena and started looking at the signs again . After wandering around for a while, he saw a sign called The Merchandise Area . The sign was hung just above a green door . At the same time, there wasn't much presence where the door was .

A lot of people weren't in favor of selling things .

Artic started to move towards the green door . Within seconds, he reached the green door and pressed the black b.u.t.ton next to the door and opened the door .

When he came in, there was only one person who greeted him . He was a man with three very bored eyes . He looked at himself with a strange expression, and then he turned all three eyes away .

Artic was now used to the strange behavior of these beings . That's why he was not surprised in any way . He just approached and began to speak without being taken from the other side's actions .

"I'm going to sell two items . "

Artic spoke in a normal tone . The young man with three eyes looked towards Artic and confirmed it with his head and turned around and shouted .

«Uncle Jil, someone came to sell the goods . can you come here and look at the value of things . »

After the young man with 3 eyes yelled, the metal door in the back opened hard and a middle-aged man with exactly six eyes emerged from the inside .

this old man's name was Jil . Artic heard it from the young man's mouth . This six-eyed man, Jil, came in front of Artic and began to speak in a boring tone .

"what are you want to sell . "

Artic didn't answer in any way, and he just took out his Andrelmi sword and put it on the table . At that time, both the young man and the old man named Jil began to look at artic's sword with interest . Artic didn't understand why this interest was like this . But he didn't care .

That's when a guy named Jil started talking .

«Young man this sword is a sword fed by the Silver Law . There aren't many people around who use the silver law, but I can sell it anyway . I can give you 30 OG Credits for that . »

When Artic heard the price for the sword, he squinted a little . It wasn't a small price . But what he was thinking at the time was something different .

He whispered in a way that no one could hear from him .

"To be able to transfer law to goods? Feeding an item by law»

Artic asked himself .