Chapter 174: Five-Colored Potion
A forest setting at night.
The wind blew and the leaves fell one by one.
The leaves were fresh green and the air was cold.
Seraph stood holding the tack of Thorem, his face calm and composed. He held a gun in his other hand.
Thorem raised his forelegs towards the sky, blood stains on his feet, his eyes glowing red. The trolling sound of Thorem was like that of a horse scalded by hot water.
Thorem raised his forelegs towards the sky, stomping with both feet, stomping on the corpse of the young tiger, who had become a corpse. The stomping sound
a resounding boom!
Bone fragments were everywhere. Thorem assumed the young tiger had attacked his tail.
Seraph sat on his horse, calm as a still stream.
[I want to change. What kind of horse is this!? Why is it so scary?
Wouldn't it be better to call him a demonic beast? Even though he had said he could fight, it would be me.]
Seraph watched the blood flow unceasingly. The horse's feet were covered in blood.
Seraph looked at his own underwear, which was golden. "Well, I don't want to stay with you. Congratulations, you're free. Go ahead."
Seraph prepared to fly away from the horse to walk on foot, and was about to abandon the horse's food supply.
Seraph flew a short distance before fainting. Whoosh!
Seraph passed out, hugging the horse.
In a completely dark place, Seraph opened his eyes.
He saw numerous golden keys hanging as decorations, along with a chair he was sitting on.
The surroundings were a beautiful golden color, and five children were sitting at a table, bowing their heads in respect to the Seraph.
Seraph appeared at the Golden Palace.
Rindel stood up and said, "Long live Mr. Zero."
Four other children followed suit, "Long live Mr. Zero."
Seraph nodded and gestured with his hand, "Sit down."
The four of them began to sit down, with Rindel standing alone.
Seraph seemed to think, seeing Rindel standing alone. [Why did this child become a leader? Because of all the confusing events, how did he become such a leader? He's changed so much since the first time they met. What potion did he take?]
Rindel spoke up, "Then let's begin the meeting of the Fate Organization. I'll be the facilitator."
Rindel took out a bottle of potion and placed it on the table. The bottles were divided into different colors: red, brown, green, blue, and navy. They were small, neatly packaged.
Rindel took out a bottle of potion. It was a red one. "This is my sales pitch. This is a potion of enchantment. When you drink it, it will draw the surrounding demons to you. It's like drawing demons to you.
Rindel looked around to see if anyone was interested. "Is anyone interested? I actually thought Mr. Faws would be interested."
The Queen, hearing her own number, turned to look. "Why would you think that?"
Rindel smiled. "Of course. Are you having trouble killing someone? This is very effective at summoning demons."
The Queen shook her head. "I don't think that's necessary now. Thank you for your attention."
Rindel nodded. "So, this is how it is. Relationships change, huh?"
The Queen looked at Rindel with a straight face.
Rindel placed the red potion on the table
and picked up a brown one. "Then, this is the next item."
The Seraph thought with interest. [It became a market. This place. From the exchange of information. It's become a market.]
Rindel took the bottle and looked at it. "This is a soil-dissolving potion. When you pour water into the soil, the soil that comes in contact with this will dissolve and turn into mud. Anyone interested?"
The response was very quiet.
Seraph agreed. [Working hard to come up with a strange ability to turn soil into mud. What's the point? If you need to dig a hole, will this help?]
Rindel saw the response and became quiet. He placed the brown bottle on the table and took out a blue potion.
"Then next bottle. This is a potion that creates space in water. It's like a bubble.
When poured into water, it creates a large bubble. It can provide a space for people to live in the water without having to hold their breath."
Hearing the properties, Seraph thought of the time he drowned and survived with a golden suit that had the buoyancy effect.
[It's a shame. If I had come sooner, I wouldn't have drowned. Having something like this is useless. But it's still good. Who can't swim? Use this to swim underwater to find fish.
If the Old World had this, there wouldn't be any divers. They'd be called sponge users instead.]
Rindel, not paying attention, picked up a green bottle. "So this is a plant growth potion. When you pour the green water on the plants,
it increases their growth-accelerating abilities. A slow-growing herbal medicine. When you use this, it increases their growth speed. Are you interested yet?"
Rindel looked at the other four children, who remained calm.
Seraph looked at the green potion bottle and at each child's expression.
Each child was calm and composed. No one showed any interest.
[These children, show some excitement over Mr. One's discovery. Mr. One is about to cry, you idiots!]
Seraph nodded. "Excellent, Mr. One. Congratulations on your own invention."
[This and the boost of morale will allow this child to perform in my place. From now on, please take care of me. I absolutely support you.]
Rindel was stunned, and his trembling was evident.
Rindel looked at Seraph with an expression of disbelief.
Rindel bowed to Seraph. "I'm sorry. I stole the recipe for this. From now on, I'll reinvent it all!"
Rindel showed signs of fear, his body shaking violently.
Seraph nodded. "You're right. Stealing recipes is possible, but you have to learn it yourself."
[Why are you so scared, you brat? I thought something was wrong. Stealing recipes...!?
If you don't tell me, no one will know. But why did you tell me? Luckily, my response was fast. If it were any slower, it would have been strange.]
Rindel continued to bow to Seraph.
Seraph saw that Rindel hadn't moved.
Seraph's gaze fell on the five children, who were trembling slightly, fearing Seraph.
Seraph spoke up. [It's troublesome. I'm not a good person either. No one is evil. Do whatever you want.]
"Self-learning is great. Stealing someone else's techniques, I think, is possible.
But you should learn for yourself.
And think for yourself. Combine one thing with another, and you'll get one result.
If you want what you want, you'll have to pay for it with your own efforts.
I don't blame you for stealing the formula. Look up, Mister One.
I must thank you for creating the blue bottle of potion.
I just needed that.
[Great! You're soaring through space... At least this kid should...
Give it to me for free.]
Rindel looked up, his face full of joy. "Yes, Mister Zero. All of this is for you."
Rindel held up the blue bottle.