## Chapter 71: Sharna
Perhaps it was due to the remote location, or perhaps because most people here were Civilians, seeing me, a Class Changer, selling things, they didn't dare to come closer to inquire. In short, after a while, my stall remained deserted, not a single Figure in sight. But I wasn't anxious. As a former veteran Player, the one thing I didn't lack was patience. As the saying goes, the first step is always the hardest. I had already placed a few bottles of Slightly Red Potion on the stall. As long as the first person came to look, the word would naturally spread like wildfire.
Indeed, after a short while, a young man with strong Curiosity mustered his Guts and slowly walked over. He cautiously glanced at me, then glanced at the Slightly Red Potion on the stall, paused for a moment, and then showed a look of surprise and rushed away. I thought if this world had mobile phones, he would have been frantically dialing. Of course, mass texting wasn't impossible either...
Before long, the first customer appeared, a Paladin with a slightly grizzled beard on his Chin. He looked very formidable, but looking at his Equipment, sweat, generally speaking, High-Level Adventurers would change out of their better Equipment when they returned to Rogue Encampment. Only Newcomers liked to run around in full sets of tattered gear. Combining this Paladin's "attire" and age, I immediately judged that this was definitely a Newcomer.
Actually, this Paladin was much older than me. Calling him a Newcomer repeatedly seemed very impolite, but who could blame me? In this world, the one with high Level and strong Strength/Power was the boss.
"Excuse me, are you selling these Life Potion?"
Seeing me sitting there wearing a Cloak, looking profound and unfathomable, the Paladin didn't dare to be negligent and asked respectfully.
"Selling Life Potion, 5 Gold Coins a bottle, limited to 10 bottles per person, no asking others to buy on your behalf. If caught, go explain it to Lady Akara yourself."
I said expressionlessly. 10 bottles per person, that way, it shouldn't be too excessive, right? I believe it won't make Akara difficult. Hmph, as for anyone who wants to use small Methods to repeatedly purchase, don't blame me for being impolite if you're caught, and don't expect to deny it. In Front of Akara, lying is useless.
Upon hearing that he could only buy 10 bottles, the Paladin slightly showed a disappointed look, but he still paid 50 Gold Coins readily and took 10 bottles of Minor Life Potion before leaving. Subsequently, customers slowly started to increase, but most were new Class Changers, probably because 10 bottles of Minor Life Potion were not very useful for High-Level Adventurers.
It seems there have been a lot of Newcomers Job Promotion recently. Before long, my stall was surrounded by over 10 Class Changers, and the number was still slowly increasing. Aside from the center of the Camp, known as Adventurer's Haven, it was rare to see so many Class Changers gathered together. Therefore, occasionally a few passersby would stop and watch from a Distance, their surprised Gaze giving me a great sense of accomplishment – Hmph, I alone can make a street lively.
These Class Changers came from various Classes, and their clothing and Weapons were chaotic, looking somewhat like a peasant army. I didn't care how much Money I made. Some who had just undergone Class Change not long ago couldn't even scrape together 10 Gold Coins. Their helpless Appearance of being short on Money reminded me of how I felt when I first arrived, clutching the 10 Gold Coins Lars gave me. I was particularly touched, so I simply waved my Large Hand and gave some away for free. Seeing them show grateful Gaze made me more satisfied than earning 50 Gold Coins.
As the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow, and this saying is indeed true. Just as I was feeling smug and enjoying the supreme Fun/Enjoyment of being a Merchant, an unexpected person suddenly appeared. The crowd suddenly scattered. Just as I was wondering what was happening, a slender and tall Figure, like stars surrounding the moon, slowly walked forward and entered my sight.
She stood quietly opposite me, her straight Body as proud as a sexy Goddess. Her golden long hair, fluttering in the breeze, was still as dazzling as gold. Her deep blue pupils reflected my outline, and her fair and delicate oval face showed no expression at all.
"We meet again."
She blinked her eyes and suddenly showed an expression that was neither playful nor tempting.
"Uh... Yes... Yes!" I knew my expression must be quite helpless right now. There was nothing I could do. Ever since I learned her Data from Doug last time, how could I still have the Guts to mess around In Front of her?
—Sharna, the publicly recognized number one Expert in Rogue Encampment, a female Warrior of the Amazon Tribe with a Level as high as 23, synonymous with the Demoness in Rogue Encampment.
The Amazon Tribe is a very peculiar Race. It has a rare matriarchal social structure. All affairs within the tribe are managed by women, and Men have no Status at all. Their only purpose is to produce offspring and do some heavy farm work. And the women who come out of the Amazon Tribe, although they know that the outside world is different from within the tribe, mostly dominated by Men, they don't dare to be presumptuous. However, the Viewpoint cultivated from childhood to adulthood still inadvertently reveal a hint of contempt in their Gaze towards Men.
Sharna is a very peculiar Amazon, both in Appearance and personality—her face shape is soft and beautiful, her nose is small and straight, which is nine-tenths consistent with the characteristics of the Elf Race. If it weren't for her golden long hair and fiery Figure, and still having a bit of Amazon flavor, perhaps no one would believe she was an Amazon. There even seemed to be rumors circulating within the tribe that she was a half-breed of Amazon and Elf Race.
And her personality is even less like a female Amazon. Having lived in the tribe for more than ten years, she has never formed the Viewpoint of men being inferior to women. In her eyes, there are only two things: like and dislike, and what she calls like is precisely changeable.
Therefore, to put it nicely, her personality can be described as having clear likes and dislikes, daring to love and hate. To put it more accurately, she is eccentric and unpredictable.
Therefore, not many people dared to Approach her, or perhaps she was arrogant and looked down on those people. When she was happy, she could smile and casually greet an acquaintance on the road, but in normal times, please do not provoke her. She once had a record of beating a High-Level Squad composed of several Elite Class Changers until they were completely defeated and couldn't even lift their heads in Rogue Encampment for several years.
As for her Level, perhaps those who are unaware would laugh mockingly—Level 23 and still staying in Rogue Encampment, how embarrassing!
But if you dare to say it out loud, without Sharna having to do it herself, the Class Changers in the Surroundings will definitely stuff you into a pot in the Fallen Camp first—although the Class Changers in Rogue Encampment fear her, they admire her even more, not only because she is the number one Expert in Rogue Encampment, but also because she has never teamed up with other Class Changers. From becoming a Class Changer until now, she has always walked alone. If this still doesn't earn everyone's awe, then her vow to continue soloing Andariel will definitely move any Class Changer.
Why? If you dare to declare that you will solo Andariel, even if you reach Level 30 and still stay in Rogue Encampment, no one will dare to mock you for it, because since ancient times, only the legendary most Powerful Wizard Tal Rasha attempted to solo Andariel at Level 24 and successfully defeated her.
To be honest, I also admire her very much. The Pain of Leveling Up alone, perhaps in the entire Rogue Encampment, besides Sharna, I am the one who understands it the most. That repetitive silence and Slaughter almost drove me crazy. Even excluding psychological factors, solo Trial is very Dangerous. Even with the Bugged Amulet, I have been in Danger several times. And how Sharna, who had nothing at the beginning, managed to endure it is truly hard for me to imagine. Surviving one or two Trials can be said to be luck, but living until now definitely leaves no room for chance. It can be said to be a symbol of Strength/Power, and I cannot help but admire her.
"Why do you look so timid? Where did the imposing Presence from our first meeting go?"
Coming back to my senses, Sharna was slightly frowning and walked In Front of me. She didn't mind the ground being dirty and squatted down like me. Her height wasn't much shorter than mine, so our eyes were immediately in a state of direct gaze. Unlike her quiet and gentle face, her eyes were full of wild aggression. Whether it was astonishing Presence or aggressive, in short, it made it impossible to look directly at her.
"Older Sister Sharna, you scared away all my customers."
Looking behind her, it was already empty. Even the people who were standing watching from a Distance just now had disappeared without a trace. This shows what Degree this Amazon beauty In Front of me has reached in other people's hearts.
"As a Class Changer, you're actually selling Life Potion here?"
Sharna's words seemed to express surprise, but her expression revealed more eagerness to Give it a Try. Did she also want to try setting up a stall and doing business? As expected of someone with the title of 'eccentric person'... Hey, don't include me!
"Older Sister Sharna, are you here to buy potion? 5 Gold Coins a bottle, limited to 10 bottles. Don't miss it!"
Watching her pick up a bottle of potion and swing it around, I said with a helpless look. An Expert at Level 23 probably wouldn't care for these Slightly Red Potions.
"Okay."
Unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, she immediately took out 50 Gold Coins, placed them In Front of me, and then picked up 10 bottles of Minor Potion from the stall and put them into her Inventory.
I was stunned and finally couldn't help but ask out of Curiosity: "Older Sister Sharna, do you still need these Minor Potion?"
Sharna seemed surprised by my words and chuckled softly: "Younger Brother, don't underestimate a bottle of Life Potion. It might save your Life at a critical moment."
I was speechless. What Sharna said was indeed reasonable, but how could she understand the feelings of a rural Parvenu like me?
"Then Older Sister Sharna, is there something you need me for?"
As if reminded by me, Sharna's eyes immediately lit up.
"That's right, I almost forgot. I heard there was someone like me who also solo Trialed until now, so I wanted to come and see who this God was. I didn't expect it to be you again. Don't you think we are very fated?"
Her deep blue eyes, like the ocean, curved slightly, like crescent moons, emitting a charming and moving Aura.
What? I didn't care to appreciate her charming demeanor. My heart was greatly startled—how did she know that I was solo Trialing? The only people who knew about this Matter were Akara and Lars, but I believed they would never tell anyone.
"How did you know I was solo Trialing?" I suppressed my shock and asked calmly.
"Well... It seems to be a Mercenary Squad called Snow Wolf Mercenary Group. I heard their Strength/Power is quite good."
Sharna seemed to think hard for a moment before answering.
It was them! My heart relaxed, and the Figures of those few people appeared in my mind—it was the Squad I encountered twice in the Cave. It was not surprising that they knew about my Matter, but I didn't expect them to spread it. Alas, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.
"But you..." She suddenly stared at me closely, her curved eyebrows tightly furrowed: "The Difference compared to half a year ago is too big. I don't like it. I prefer how you were before, it was more fun..."
Sweat, what does it matter to me whether you like it or not, Older Sister? Hurry up and leave, I still have business to do! I looked at Sharna, feeling both annoyed and amused, but I couldn't afford to offend her, so I could only go along with her words.
"No way, I don't think there's any Difference compared to half a year ago."
"You haven't noticed?" She frowned her thin willow-leaf eyebrows again. I noticed she liked to make this small Movement, probably because she often made faces at people. The title of Demoness wasn't given for nothing.
Then, she shook the Life Potion in her hand In Front of me. My Appearance was vaguely reflected on the exquisite glass bottle.
"There's no Difference, is there? Just a little paler face, uh... okay, I admit, it's a bit gloomy, but it's not as exaggerated as you say!"
"That's just because you're used to yourself like this, so you naturally don't notice any Changes. And..." She wagged her index finger at me, her little finger wiggling, three parts playful, seven parts cute.
"I'm not talking about Appearance, but Temperament."
"Temperament?" I responded vaguely. Temperament, this thing, seems rather ethereal.
"Yes, haven't you noticed? You are already a qualified Class Changer now. Your Killing Intent is almost enough to scare children into crying."
Killing Intent, do you think this is a novel? However, Sharna's last sentence seemed to make me grasp something. Killing Intent, scaring children into crying? Could it be because of this that Little Shara gradually distanced herself from me? Yes, it must be!
As if grasping a life-saving straw, I jumped up from the ground happily.
However, then I lowered my head in distress. Even if I knew the reason, how could I solve it? This darn Killing Intent, if Sharna hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't even have noticed it myself, so how could I talk about solving it? Thinking this, I unintentionally glanced at Sharna and suddenly froze.
Logically speaking, Sharna also solo Trialed and killed more Monsters than me. Why was there not a trace of Killing Intent on her beautiful face? And Lars, Doug, they were the same. Why was this?
My Gaze towards Sharna suddenly became fervent.
"Do you have any Method to conceal Killing Intent? Can you teach me?"
My reaction seemed to be within Sharna's expectations. She smiled happily, narrowing her eyes: "I can teach you, but what do I get in return?"
My eyes also narrowed. Little trick, you dare to Deceive/Bluff me, who has been online for countless years? Didn't you learn your lesson last time? Today, I'll make you feel disgusted again.
My face suddenly turned red, and I shyly glanced at Sharna: "Older Sister, just say it. Even... even if you want that from me, I'll agree at most..."
"Which, which one..." Sharna was stunned. After realizing what I meant, she was clearly struck by lightning, standing there dumbfounded, looking at me Incredulous, as if looking at a Monster.
"I... sigh, forget it, I knew you were a rogue long ago."
After a long while, Sharna covered her forehead helplessly, seemingly recalling my behavior at the archery range last time. She had thought this kid had changed, but unexpectedly, he was still so shameless. However, he didn't seem that annoying either...
Sharna quickly recovered, and a mischievous Smile appeared on her face again.
"It's not impossible to know the Method, but you have to call me Older Sister first, hehe..." After saying that, as if she had won a round, she laughed triumphantly.
I was stunned for a moment. Is it that simple? Speaking of which, in online Games before, the higher Level person was the boss. I had called and been called Older Brother and Older Sister many times, I was already immune.
"Older Sister Sharna, is that right?" I smiled and called out very naturally.
Upon hearing this, Sharna was instead a little lost in thought. People who haven't experienced a lonely childhood rarely understand the Meaning of this "Older Sister". Originally, she just wanted to tease me, but unexpectedly, hearing me call her "Older Sister" so affectionately and naturally, her heart felt as if something had been touched.
"Can you call me again?" Her eyes seemed to be filled with a thin mist, making it impossible for me to see what she was thinking, but the faint Plead in her tone made it impossible for me to Refuse, so I called out a few more times before stopping.
At this time, she also recovered, her deep blue eyes returning to their usual wildness and shrewdness.
"No, not qualified." She shook her head, her golden hair as dazzling as the Sun.
"I practice at the archery range every day. You can come find me. When I'm satisfied one day, I'll teach you." After saying that, she left behind a string of laughter and disappeared into the Distance before I could react.