The Greatest Sinner

"Well, how much does a spatial ring of the first rank cost?" Asked Evan.

Freddie answered in detail, "The cheapest spatial ring of the first rank holds 10 cubic meters and costs 10,000 "Moon Coins." It is also the most popular option. Of course, there are better spatial rings, but they are much more expensive. A ring with a capacity of 20 cubic meters will cost 40,000 "Moon Coins. If that's not enough, then for a ring with a capacity of 50 cubic meters, be prepared to pay 100,000 "Moon Coins." Of course, there are even more expensive rings."

  Evan was blindsided by the numbers he heard. He had expected to hear something like 5-7 thousand, but not 100,000 for 50 cubic meters.

"AHAHAHAHAHA, every time someone asks me that, he has the same face as you. Spatial rings are an extremely handy thing. Everyone wants to have one. I am not a blacksmith, but I know that the manufacturing process is extremely complicated and has small chances of success. You need to be at least a 3-stars blacksmith to make the first rank spatial ring. Furthermore, the materials needed to make the ring are very expensive, which is why the price is so high." Freddie said calmly.

<I currently have 7,600 "Moon Coins," if I go hunting, I can buy a spatial ring with a volume of 10 cubic meters. But, that's too little, it's only twice as much as mine.> 

Evan decided that there was no point in spending money on a ring with a capacity of ten cubic meters. The ring with a capacity of 20 cubic meters would do him fine, but 40,000 "Moon Coins" was simply an exorbitant price for him. If he wanted to earn that kind of money, he would need to complete tasks and hunt for weeks or more. 

Of course, if there were no other options, Evan would do just that. He could get combat experience and explore different territories, but he wanted to try another option first.

"Freddie, do you know how you can make money fast? Maybe some monsters are worth a lot?"

Freddie shook his head, "Unfortunately, there are no quick ways or tricks. At least, I don't know them. You're a magician, it's not as hard for you to make money as it is for ordinary people. All you have to do is hunt dangerous monsters and sell their carcasses or parts. I know there are tasks at the Academy, and they pay "Moon Coins" for them, I think that's not a bad option either, but you know that without me."

"Got it, by the way, Freddie, can't I just buy, like, four rings and just wear them on different fingers?"

The man quickly replied, "No, I'm no expert, but there's a well-known reason why all magicians wear only one ring and not several ones like you just suggested. For some unknown reason, the rings explode at one point, and it's not because they're close together. So if you don't want to lose your hands and your stuff, you'd better not take that risk and earn money for a good ring."

Evan nodded and left after saying goodbye. His only option for quickly earning a large number of "Moon Coins" was to fight in the arena. But the situation was different now than it had been two months ago.

Evan had recently reached the "One-Pointed Star," which meant that he was a first rank student. He could no longer fight zero ranked students. Evan was much stronger than any of them, and he would have won 100 percent.

If he were going to fight anyone in the arena, it would only be first ranked apprentices, but it's evident that Evan was still a nobody among them. He had only recently broken through and hadn't even learned a single spell of the first level yet. 

Evan was known as the strongest newcomer, having defeated several outstanding students in the arena immediately after entering the Academy.  Only Freya Cross managed to defeat Evan, and only because she had already broken through her third "Barrier" by then. But as the first-ranked student, he didn't have any reputation yet.

To earn it, he had to either do something extraordinary and outstanding or win many victories in the arena fighting against the other students of the first rank. 

Evan was strong enough, especially since he had awakened his talent for magic just a few months ago. But he knew he couldn't beat everyone right now. There were many talented and even brilliant magicians among the students of the first rank.

If Evan wanted to beat some of them and become famous to make money, he needed to become much stronger.

No one would bet on him at the moment. First, he had to prove himself by defeating many students of the first rank.

Unfortunately, Evan couldn't just go into the arena and defeat most of the apprentices like he had done the last time. First, he needed to at least learn a few first rank spells and practice.

When all the conditions were met, and Evan became more powerful, he would compete with most of the first rank students. 

He understood all this, and it annoyed him a lot.

<Because of the many battles and dangerous situations, I was able to break through fairly quickly, but in terms of making money, it would be better if I were a newbie magician. It's ironic, but it's a fact.>

Evan thought as he headed for the clothing store that was close to his home. In order to fulfill an idea he had at the library, he needed gloves. Evan immediately liked the stylish black leather gloves, and they cost 50 "Moon Coins."

Then Evan went home. He went down to the underground floor and used the blade of his scythe to make a small cut on himself. Evan quickly drew a sigil with his blood and activated it.

Evan wasn't afraid of anyone noticing him, his house was in an inconspicuous location, and he was underground at the moment. Even if a magician passed by, he shouldn't feel anything.

After activating the sigil, Evan entered "Nirvana." He activated the sigil of the 71st demon, Duke Dantalion. The old book was hovering amidst the vastness of space, waiting for Evan's words.

"..." Evan had voiced his request, after which the book opened. The pages had been turning for a very long time until they stopped at the last page.

There was only one word written on it: "Impossible."

Evan frowned, interrupted the sigil, and left "Nirvana." Evan decided to try his luck, but it didn't work. The demon couldn't fulfill his request, not because his request was too difficult, but as the demon's part that was too weak.

Evan sighed and muttered: "Well, I've known the chances of success were tiny, looks like I'll have to put in a little more effort..."

Evan muttered and began to draw a very similar sigil. It was different from the last one, but not much at all.. When Evan finished, he mumbled quietly, barely audible, "Sigil of 71st demon, Duke Dantalion, the second level, activation."