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Levin glanced at it. [Appraisal: Common Steel with Silver Paint. Worth 10 copper.] He chuckled and moved on.

Levin almost choked on his own breath. Mythical? In a 5-copper bin? Levin glanced at it

The gray metal gleamed with an ethereal, starlit glow, reflecting the sunlight with blinding intensity. Levin glanced at it

The merchant didn't even look up. "One silver coin. Take it away, it's just garbage anyway." Levin glanced at it

Levin's eyes widened. His [Appraisal] skill went into overdrive, glowing in his vision.

He was currently strolling through the "Forbidden Auction House," a place where desperate adventurers sold broken equipment, hoping to find a hidden gem. The air was thick with the smell of rust and bad decisions.