I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Become..."

Surprised, a middle-aged man with a cramped face.

I guess so, because when I came shopping, a female swordsman suddenly poked me with a sword to pull myself out...

I may have planned to move on to threatening language and coercion, but I wasn't at that stage yet, and I must not have thought such a small store was hiring an escort. I guess that's why he came alone when he said he'd attack with a high-pressure attitude.

And the fact that you couldn't react at all to Francette's sword means that combat power is a big deal... so compared to Francette, most people are 'no big deal'?

Anyway, now, calm down. Gentlemen, no, no, ladies, I think I can gather information.

"Now that Baron Drivel's family and his children are in danger..."

"Come on, come on, don't say anything rare!

An uncle who hastily denies my words, that he is a knight in the Baron family.

No, when it comes to knights, not everyone is just the young and cool ones. Active at a young age, then leaving the scene for managerial positions, if so, it will make you hungry and bald. The passage of time is cruel...

"No, but that's what you just said, isn't it? Besides, in the first place, unless you're Prince Wang, you're dying. You don't use that medicine, do you?

Yeah, I heard exactly what happened around there, from Roland. That's it, I was wondering if this could happen.

"Ugh... Well, that's true, but what if you mouth something mildly disturbing and it even goes into someone's ear! It would be a big difference between not being good and not being dangerous!

Oh, if you ask me, sure...

Especially if rumors spread that the nobleman's trail son is in danger or something, it could be important such as home disturbances. This is my fault.

"... excuse me"

Here, I just have to apologize honestly.

So, if you apologize, your loss earlier is chara. Again, offense from me.

"So who and how did you hear about selling rare drug materials here?

Well, the source of the story is that only that grandfather can think of it, but the difference between prediction and finalization is huge. Besides, we have to see how far we've talked.

"I know it's predictable, but it's from the pharmacist Oredeim.

A baron who heard a merchant's child drank Dan for a long time threatened the merchant… persuading him to come in and tell him where to get it. And he gave the Oredeim master the information that he had obtained several rare materials in the best condition for eighty gold coins, including the cost of obtaining the materials, and paid 100 gold coins to dispense them.

And next, I prayed for the safety and longevity of the person and his disciple to Master Oredeim, who was so reluctant at first, but for some reason told me where to get them comfortably and wear them...

By the way, Master Oredeim told me, 'If you want to go to the store, tell them exactly what I didn't want to tell you,' so it depends on what I'm telling you. "

… already full of penetration.

Firstly, the pharmacist's twitch!

You've got a lot to do with overblowing!!

I have heard from Roland that the price of that medicine is that the cost of obtaining the three materials in the example accounts for the bulk of it. Other materials, at commonsense prices, seem to be relatively readily available.

That means. He blew me what I got for six small silver coins, which cost me 80 gold coins.

Goddamn it...

No, but was that good?

I don't care how much you sell the medicine for, but it has nothing to do with me, and it was so much better than being poorly told, 'I got it with six small silver coins' etc...

At that price, that quality wouldn't be so strange at this time of year, and it's pretty expensive, so if the source information leaks, the resellers won't flock. Stinging, goodjob, huh?

Then it is necessary for me to go out of my way to say 'I sold it for six small silver coins' and so on...... so that's what I'm after or not!

"So we're not selling here anymore, what do you mean?

"I'm listening. But they got something in very good condition, which should be possible to get and wear again, relying on the same handwriting.

Please, you're right. How dare you help us, Master Shalotto... "

Surprised. I can't believe a prized, well-widened middle-aged uncle serving a nobleman would bow his head to an inexperienced little girl like me...

But I got in trouble.

I was going to give it a cold glimpse if it came to imposing, ordering, or gobbling in a high-flying attitude, but it seems unlikely to me to recognize my uncle as a caretaker to be able to get out poorly (and did) and besides leave my uncle bowing his head to my little girl for the master's child.

Grungy......

Fransette looking at me in agony, with a frightened eye.

Damn, isn't Francette your uncle a caretaker!

Well, as much as I admired Roland, so I guess I prefer the type of gorgeous prince or young knight. I can't believe I don't know much about silver. It's still immature...

That's not if you're thinking about it!

Ugh......

But my reply is, this is all I have...

"That handover, it's gone. When I was supposed to stop working on this case, I changed the location of my next contact so that the power would follow my handout and not bother me. So even if you send the order already, you just come back in the absence of the recipient. If you go to the site, you won't be able to find the next person.

Also, if you hear from me in my name in the future, it's a fake that has deceived my name, so I'm thankful to say the right thing and disconnect from contact, or dispose of me as a piece of rogue who threatened or tortured me to spit out information. "

"Become!"

My uncle leaks a surprise at how much preparation I have.

And look at me with frigid eyes, Fransette.

I wasn't used to it so much anymore, my Demakase Sangami...

"So, what are the ingredients of the medicine..."

"As the pharmacist told me, it will never arrive again. Also, there's no way to make them arrive. This store will not handle medical related items except for common and simple medicines and basic medical aids such as bandages. Since this is only a 'convenient store' for a while, it is our policy to leave authentic products to those specialty stores…"

Naturally, there are more convenience stores than specialty stores!

But my uncle's disappointment and impatience were terrible. For one thing, if you yell and scatter, I'd be comfortable with this one. Now I feel guilty...

But here it is: 'You can prepare it!' What a day to say, it's the last two dances again. That is absolutely unacceptable. No matter how many uncles stare at me with their eyes like a chihuahua struck by rain...... Grrr!

"... Caorle, can't you do something for him?

Suddenly Francette's words sparkled her eyes as her uncle got unexpected reinforcements.

Fran, why are you shooting your allies in the back here?

…………

Even if you think about it, it's a waste of time.

If you ask me, I can sell you rare materials.

If that's what you're talking about, it's one shot out.

No matter how much you stop, what if the Baron family gets sick again? Now I think it's your wife or daughter.

Also, what about the other nobles involved? What about that family? And in the case of a valued minister or his family?

What if my foster parents' senior noblemen asked me to? What if the royalty commands you?

The odds are probably zero that secrets will be kept with priority given to promises made to little civilian daughters.

Give it up, there's no other option than to get you home.

"Unfortunately, there's nothing more I can do."

And my uncle, he went home with a bum.

So, Francette, what are those reprehensible eyes!