Chapter 189 Your herbs are safe (to me)

Extraordinary gathering at the Brave Bar.

Klein and Fors put on their hooded robes with ease and found a seat to sit down. After a while, the Eye of Wisdom announced the start of the party.

"Black snake? Black snake didn't come again? Could it be really dead?" Pharmacist Darkwill said with his usual chubby cheeks.

Black Snake... So that's it, that's the identity that Old Blue disguised himself as! Klein suddenly realized that he thought that was a character that Old Blue made up casually, but he didn't expect that he was actually a member of the Aurora Society!

It seems that not everyone is as good at making up an identity as I am... Uh, no, there is another genius in naming! Kabuda Leonard!

Klein had the urge to cover his face. He couldn't spare the time to go back to Tingen to face the iron-clad time traveler Peiman alone. Even if he went back, he could only meet her as "Red Hair"...

Judging from the lady's desperate efforts to save Leonard, she should be a kind person... This is actually normal. The moral standards of modern people in the Great Foodie Empire are generally online. Under the cultivation of a large number of excellent novels and movies about time travel, when people really travel through time, they will be shocked just like they did at the beginning, and then start to do all kinds of things...

And Peiman is the kind of person who dares to love and hate... Well, praise the goddess, bless Leonard, and hope he can have a baby soon...

As Klein's thoughts raced, the fat pharmacist took out the potion he had carefully prepared and asked Klein with a smile:

"Fortunately, my 'male companion' has a new buyer... a young man from Intis. How much does he want this time?"

I… Klein tilted his head back and was about to refuse, but Fors beside him grabbed his right arm and said,
“Sorry, he already has his own ‘pharmacist’, so you should sell your potion to someone else.

"As agreed before, I will not be selling potions at this party. I will only be using them for personal use."

"Ah?" The fat pharmacist was a little dumbfounded, and said quickly: "So no one wants my medicine? How come you are so fast? Let me sell some more!"

The members around him immediately laughed and gave him all kinds of bad ideas:
"Haha! Fat pharmacist, bring more normal potions next time. There aren't that many people who like to use that kind of potion!"

"I have an idea. Why don't you go to the East District and sell it to those prostitutes across from the 'Golden Rose'? Maybe you'll do better business!"

"No, Golden Rose is being watched very closely by the official hounds, who say she's in cahoots with human traffickers... I heard that many people have been arrested."

"Yeah, he still had to go whoring during the big investigation some time ago, so you can't blame others."

Klein nodded to the "exclusive pharmacist" Fors. This reminded him that he had obtained the clue to the "pharmacist" formula, but he had not had time to look for it yet... Perhaps he could go to the Harvest Church with Fors after the party.

The fat pharmacist looked at Klein with resentment and said in a somewhat frustrated tone:

“You’re not short of potions, but you’re definitely short of herbs, right?
"It just so happens that I have a stable source of herbs, and your female companion also needs them for training..."

"Haha, you're showing off the herbs planted in the sewer again! I'm confused, can they grow? Can they grow without sunlight?" A hooded man not far away joked, in response to the fat pharmacist's love of making fun of others.

The fat pharmacist was not angry either. He had long been accustomed to this way of speaking. He spread his hands and said:
“At least now they are thriving.

“But recently there have been a group of wild beasts in the sewers, eating up a lot of the herbs I planted.

"Well, that's what I was going to say! This is the commission I want to make! You know, I'm not very good at fighting, I can only help you prepare potions to heal your injuries.

"I need someone to help me clean up the new beasts that appeared in the sewers. Just take care of the Backlund Bridge area." "Well, this young master, you are not short of money, and you are very capable...

"If you can complete this commission, I will use a large amount of freshly harvested herbs as a reward, and your female companion's proficiency in making potions will surely improve rapidly!"

Seeing that Klein was unmoved, the fat pharmacist gritted his teeth and said:
"I'll add half a pound of real mummy powder! It's sold separately for £5 per 10 grams!
"Don't look at me like that. Most of the products on the market are fake. Eating them might even be harmful to your body! I absolutely guarantee that they are genuine. You can prove it, so you must be able to identify them!

"How's it going? Are you excited?"

Beasts? Sewers? Herbs? Mummy powder? This... I have no use for those things! Fors is not a real pharmacist!
Klein pretended to ask for advice and looked at Fors, but saw the latter nodding slightly. Then he realized that Fors's persona had become "exclusive pharmacist". In order to let the "young master" have fun... the real purpose was to prevent the party members from getting suspicious. It would be better to accept this commission... He chuckled in a disguised voice:

"I'm confused. If you want to ask other members to help, what will the price be? Also herbs? Are you all pharmacists?"

"Haha..." There was laughter all around.

The fat pharmacist was not embarrassed. He looked around and said:
"Of course other members can too! I will pay with four bottles of precious potions, two of which are 'Man's Companion' and two of which are 'Hemostatic Potions'. Everyone knows the effects. These are my signature potions! Um, is anyone going to take them?"

There was silence in the living room. It seemed that no one was interested in this task. The fat pharmacist said helplessly:
“See, I knew it!

"They only want my useful potions, but they are only willing to spend money to buy them, not to waste time to help me... It would be great if Black Snake came. I guess I would just have to pay two more bottles of 'Man's Partner'. Forget it, let's not talk about that guy.

"It's true that 'the world is in decline and people's hearts are no longer the same'. Emperor Roselle is really a wise man. Haha, you Intis people must admire him very much, right? I am also his admirer... So you want to help me? You will, right?"

Roselle has appeared before me too many times! Klein complained in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged as he said:

“I accept this commission.

"Prepay me for the mummy powder. Haha, this thing shouldn't need to wait for maturity and picking, right? Mr. Wisdom Eye will be the witness. Of course, a servant of the sun like me never lies, so I can 'notarize' it." Klein spoke nonsense seriously. Of course, he would still do the task.

Fors nodded. Klein was a man of integrity and would never lie... Uh, the waiter of the sun? She seemed to have discovered a blind spot.

"Hiss, I intuitively feel that anyone who said this is a swindler...but you should be trustworthy. After all, you can easily take out two thousand pounds..." The fat pharmacist took out a glass bottle filled with black powder from the inner pocket of his robe, handed it to the waiter with great distress, and watched it pass into the hands of Master Intis.

After Klein used his psychic vision to confirm that it indeed had a spiritual color, he handed it directly to Fors next to him and said confidently:
"Now you can rest assured that your herbs are safe."

After listening to this, the fat pharmacist muttered:

"Most of it has to be given to you... In a sense, it is indeed safe."

"Haha!" "You can go and get rid of the beasts yourself, Mr. Pharmacist." "That's right, your 200 kilograms are just enough for them to eat..."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

For a moment, the extraordinary party was filled with a joyful atmosphere. The extraordinary party continued, but what was puzzling was that the "craftsman" lady who almost always brought two extraordinary weapons for sale seemed to be absent.

(End of this chapter)