The E-Rantel Adventurer's Guild.
Bang!
Accompanied by a dull thud of impact, the guild's doors were kicked open, and a gust of cold wind surged into the Adventurer's Guild.
The originally noisy and lively atmosphere paused.
A large number of adventurers looked over in surprise, but upon seeing who this reckless fellow was, they turned their gazes away.
"Pipack, have you been drinking watered-down ale? Learning to ram the door with your head? Hahaha."
A mocking laugh came from the crowd.
Pipack was panting, but he didn't care about the mockery at all. Instead, he pulled a deep blue potion from his bosom, his face filled with excitement and fervor: "regeneration potion!"
"The regeneration potion brewed by that 'Black-haired Genius Alchemist'! I'm asking for 50 gold coins. You damn lot, who wants it?"
Not everyone could easily pull out the price of ten gold coins.
He was just purely lucky today.
Most people didn't carry that much money, allowing him to snatch up this "regeneration potion" worth ten gold coins.
The atmosphere in the Adventurer's Guild went quiet.
The crowd, originally noisy and joking, all looked over in unison.
The "regeneration potion" was a type of potion that had only existed in rumors over the past few months; it had the ability to treat disabilities, and could even cure congenital ones.
It was said that its healing effect could rival the third-tier healing spell "Grievous Wounding", and it even possessed a stronger continuous recovery ability than healing magic.
The reason it was only "said" and "rumored" was because this special Alchemy potion could only be made by that "Black-haired Genius Alchemist". Apart from its brief appearance in the imperial capital of the "Baharuth Empire", it hadn't been sold on any market.
The reason everyone knew about it was, of course, the bounty issued by the Blood Emperor, which caused the information about that "Black-haired Genius Alchemist" to spread into the Kingdom.
This intelligence was never intended to be hidden, so with a simple investigation, one could confirm that this potion did indeed exist.
"You're joking, right, Pipack!"
"I remember the intelligence from the Empire said this potion should only cost one gold coin!"
"..." Voices of doubt arose after a brief silence. However, even though everyone said so, no one thought the potion in Pipack's hand was fake, because he didn't have the guts to trick them here.
"1 gold coin? You believe rumors like that!"
"This isn't an ordinary 'regeneration potion'—those only sell for five copper coins. This is the top-tier kind, and its price on the black market has long been inflated to 100 gold coins."
Pipack straightened his back and spoke loudly. Perhaps feeling that others didn't believe him, he recounted what had happened in the Central Square.
The price on the black market was indeed high, after all, it could treat conditions like congenital disabilities that even magic couldn't cure.
It held huge appeal for some big shots and nobles.
Pipack didn't take it to the black market to sell because the risk was high; rather than earning a little less money, it was safer to sell it at the Adventurer's Guild.
As the events in the Central Square were recounted, the expressions of many adventurers in the Adventurer's Guild changed. Some immediately stepped forward to discuss the sale of the "regeneration potion" with Pipack.
Many more adventurer parties simply stood up and left, and even one of the receptionists at the guild counter turned and headed upstairs.
In a short while, the number of people in the Adventurer's Guild had already halved. In a corner of the guild near the wall, four figures sat at a resting table.
"Captain, we..." A somewhat anxious voice spoke up.
"No rush."
"But!"
"The target entered the city yesterday, and the inn they are staying at has already been investigated. There are two people accompanying them: one ordinary village girl and one Magic Caster. What shall we do next?"
"Having disappeared for so long, we thought they were already dead. To think they actually appeared; it's truly an unexpected surprise."
"You... you knew?"
"Idiot, what do you think the two of us were investigating yesterday?"
"Right now, anyone in E-Rantel with a mind to do so had already set their sights on them the moment they entered the city yesterday. Only this bunch of trash is just now realizing it."
"Are you insulting me!"
"Alright, don't argue over such trivial matters. No rush, someone will take the initiative to scout for information for us. That is worth..."
Lizzie's Workshop.
The air was filled with a faint scent of herbs, and various bottles and jars were casually placed on the counter, appearing somewhat cluttered.
"50,000 gold coins?"
"That Your Majesty really thinks highly of me. With a bounty of this value, even an 'Adamantite-rank' adventurer party would be mobilized, right."
Lyle said in surprise, then shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.
Grandmother Lizzie wore a brown apron, stood before the counter with her hands behind her back, her sagging eyelids covering half her vision as she quietly watched Lyle.
After a few seconds of silence.
"I really can't quite understand you, but you don't need to worry about the situation you mentioned." Grandmother Lizzie sighed lightly.
Although she had long known that he was somewhat unusual, she hadn't expected him to cause such a huge commotion, actually getting himself wanted by the Blood Emperor. It was truly incredible!
"The Adventurer's Guild has always remained neutral, especially when it involves matters between the two countries; they would never casually let adventurers get involved in such things."
"Ever since that old geezer Vessich retired, the Kingdom currently only has one 'Adamantite-rank' party, 'Red Drop'."
Grandmother Lizzie revealed her teeth, missing two upper incisors, and said in a calm tone: "Given the status and position of those nobles, no matter what price the Empire offers, they will not lay a hand on you."
Clang!
The curtain in the back was pulled aside. Nfirea walked over, carrying steaming black tea.
"Tang, does the 'regeneration potion' you make really have such a strong healing effect?"
Nfirea placed the black tea in front of Grandmother Lizzie and Lyle, then asked full of curiosity and a desire to investigate.
"The healing effect isn't as good as the rumors suggest, but it is indeed quite good at treating physical disabilities. Additionally, it can also provide continuous recovery from injuries during combat."
Lyle smiled at Nfirea and explained patiently.
"Amazing!"
Nfirea's eyes, blocked by golden bangs, shone with brilliance, though he said with a bit of discouragement: "I've only just learned to make simple healing potions."
Lyle shook his head slightly.
"Pharmacy and Alchemy are still quite different. You need to master knowledge of various herbs, and issues like the combination of different herbs and the amounts used are already quite impressive."
"My Alchemy potions are nothing more than stimulating the abilities contained within the blood of the demi-human race to achieve simple effects. They are completely two different paths."
Lyle reached out and lifted the black tea to his lips.
Grandmother Lizzie saw his action, narrowed her eyes, and a strange smile appeared on her wrinkled face: "Your current bounty amount is enough to make even this old woman tempted. Aren't you afraid I might poison your black tea?"
Hearing this.
Lyle's action of holding the black tea did not pause. After taking a sip, he smiled at Grandmother Lizzie: "The black tea is good."
"Besides, ordinary poison has no effect on me."
He currently possessed the passive skill "Poison Resistance I", and poisons below level 20 had no effect on him whatsoever.
"Grandmother." Nfirea looked at Grandmother Lizzie, then said with a flushed face and an apologetic expression: "Tang, there is absolutely no poison in the black tea."
"I know. Mrs. Bareare is just joking," Lyle said.
"Speak. You probably didn't come here just to reminisce. The healing potions I have here can't compare to your Alchemy potions." Grandmother Lizzie's narrowed eyes opened again, her light blue eyes looking at Lyle.
Click!
"There is indeed something I would like to trouble Mrs. Bareare and Nfirea with." Lyle placed the tea cup on the counter, his expression becoming a bit more serious.
Before Grandmother Lizzie could speak.
"Tang, feel free to say it." Nfirea had already spoken first.
Grandmother Lizzie looked at her grandson with a headache, very suspicious that Nfirea hadn't listened to the previous conversation at all.
This was a dangerous person!
Lyle stopped wasting words and pulled two potion bottles from his bosom, placing them on the counter.
Hum—
Grandmother Lizzie's pupils contracted.
Nfirea couldn't help but step back two paces, his face turning somewhat pale.
"What is this?" Grandmother Lizzie stared intently at the potion bottles on the counter.
Behold!
Inside each potion bottle was a drop of blood, the size of a thumb.
The moment these two drops of blood appeared, both Grandmother Lizzie and Nfirea felt a strong sense of heart palpitations. This feeling came quickly and dissipated just as quickly, as if it were an illusion, but Grandmother Lizzie was absolutely certain that it was no illusion.
"I would like to trouble the two of you to help me research this blood." Lyle said seriously.
The blood in the potion bottles was the blood of a Solar Anglerfish. During this time, Lyle had studied it privately, but the results were limited.
Whether drinking it directly or taking a bath in the blood of the Solar Anglerfish, it had no effect on Lyle, which is why he thought of Nfirea and his grandmother.
"Item Appraisal!"
Grandmother Lizzie subconsciously cast the spell, but there was no result.
"Item Appraisal" could not directly identify pure Materials like "blood".
"Tang, what kind of monster's blood is this? It feels so special." Nfirea swallowed, walked forward, and looked at the crimson blood in the bottle with eyes that were both curious and somewhat fearful.
"I'm not sure either. It's something I obtained by accident." Lyle shook his head and said softly.
Next.
After providing some simple information, Lyle left the workshop and returned to the inn.
Enri and the Emerald Leaf Witch had also returned early; the 100 Alchemy potions they sold had been snapped up in a short amount of time.
They sold for a total of 100 gold coins and 450 copper coins.
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