Legend

It was thoughts like... that Ray felt for Wock's words that Goltz had sent him the requested potion.

(Probably got hit by a bandit or something. Or monsters, or even around here, they usually have monsters like goblins)

Of course, it's possible that Wock is lying.

But with such imitation, Wock's reputation would fall to the ground later when it was known.

I don't think I would do such an imitation without any benefit.

Not to mention that the thought becomes extra strong given that what was being asked for is a special potion that can only be made about wok in this neighborhood.

"Bandit."

"... Bandits? No, but..."

Reacting to Ray's words was Welzas, the guard, not Wok......

As a guard, I guess I'll still be sensitive to the story of bandits.

"I haven't heard anything about a bandit coming out around here lately. Not a single survivor, of course, and the very existence of the bandit may not be known."

"It's a long way from Saumis to Goltz. It is by no means unlikely that he was attacked by bandits away from that sawmish.... but a bandit. I wish I knew where you were."

For ordinary merchants, banditry is a terrible opponent.

That's definitely who you don't want to encounter if you can.

But Ray, often referred to by the bandits as the bandit eater, is even welcome to the presence of Ningro bandits.

Defeat the bandits and others like travellers and merchants passing around can help, Ray can make the treasures the bandits were accumulating his own, and if he captures the bandits alive, he can sell them off as slaves.

Exactly, for Ray, bandits are places where there's no place to throw them away.

... but I can't be more openly pleased with the emergence of bandits than Ray was with many people being harmed by the time he defeated them.

(Besides, I don't know where the bandits are in this case. then is it a bit hard to hunt bandits)

Unfortunately for a little while, Ray takes the material out of Mystering to make a special potion.

Seeing that ingredient, Wock seems to be more handsome - less than an alchemist in Goltz - and firmly inquisitive of Ray's removed material.

It was a wok with some light or easy-going personality, but the eyes on the material were harsh.

But...... was the material received at Goltz's Magic Item Store satisfactory enough for Wok, eventually smiling satisfactorily at Ray and opening his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah. … no problem with any material,.... Well, I'm gonna make a potion for you, so wait for me."

"Wait, how long exactly? Do we even need to take an inn or something?

If we were supposed to leave the Goltz tomorrow, but it would still take some time to make the potion, it might be the day after tomorrow to leave the Goltz in the worst case.

While I thought that, Ray asked...

"Oh, no. It won't take that long. Because I can do it right away."

"... Huh?

That's an unexpected word for Ray, too.

It was a special potion and they said that only Wok could be made around here, so I thought it would be perfectly a few hours... in some cases it wouldn't be strange to hang it overnight.

But you said you could do it right away, so you couldn't be surprised.

You must have seen how Ray was doing like that and understood what he was surprised by. Wock opens his mouth with a grin.

"Because it's a special potion, it doesn't mean you need time to make it. Precise magic manipulation is most needed when performing alchemy. At least not the potion I'm trying to make this time. I wonder if it has anything to do with the particularity of the ingredients in making potions."

Wock, who says so, takes one of the materials Ray took out of Mystering, the roots of some plant that he dried.

"This is a little unusual. I need a special process to use this as a potion material..."

"Oh, good. Explain it to me. Get in there and create the potion."

It was Welzas who blocked Wock's words.

Because he knows the face of the same city, Welzas knew that if Wock started explaining anything, it would be quite a long time.

That's why I went into these actions to avoid it.

Most of all, that wasn't for Ray, who wanted to get a special potion fast, but only because of Welzas' idea of not wanting to hear difficult stories about alchemy.

"Really? Well... you can't help it. I'm gonna make potions for now, so wait."

Saying so, Wock heads to the back room with the material.

Dropping off behind that, Welzas exhaled in relief.

Hey, what's up? Yes, Ray tried to ask, but before that, Welzas opens his mouth.

"In the meantime, I'm free until I can potion, and while I'm at it, I said you want to eat, I'll get the proper food for this city. The money..."

"In the meantime, is this enough?

I took it out of Mystering, give it a piece of gold.

"No, a lot. Too many. I don't need this much. If I had two silver coins, I'd be fine for now."

"Really? Well, if you like it, you can buy it later."

Instead of gold, take out the silver coins and give them to Welzas.

Welzas, who received it, leaves the workshop.

"I don't think we need to be in such a hurry... could there be anything? Doesn't look that way though."

The murmuring Ray's voice echoes inside the workshop.

But only Ray is already here.

No one responds to Ray's whining more than it is.

(even if... can you leave me here alone? Of course, I'm not going to do anything)

Ray is stunned by Wock's inadvertence as he looks around him.

If Ray is the bad guy, that's the only alchemist's workshop that no one else has is a mountain of treasure.

Maybe that's how much you believe in Ray, but it's also doubtful for Ray to be so trusted by the person you just met.

(Are you the type of person who doesn't care otherwise if you're simply passionate about one thing? As far as I was listening to you earlier, I felt like that, too)

While thinking about Wock, Ray looks around at the workshop… where he should be called, among other things, even with the office where he is.

I guess to explain to the visitors what kind of magic items I make. There were several shelves near the wall, on which were placed various magic items.

Most of all, I don't know what effect it would have had on Ray from just looking at it, although there were many such magic items.

I even wonder if wooden dolls and thoughts in particular are just dolls, not magic items.

"This... what?

Even so whining, no one has anything more to answer for it than Ray is the only one here.

That's why Ray looks to another magic item, not even willing to reach out to that magic item on his own.

The next thing I noticed was ornaments like rings and necklaces, and I got the impression that it was a magic item to see this one as well.

Most importantly, I've read in a book in the library before that some of the magic items in this hand are like necklaces that fasten the neck of someone you wear to curse them.

That's the substitute I don't think I want to touch before I hear more explanation than a wooden doll.

"Hmm?"

Looking at the magic items on the shelf, Ray inadvertently noticed signs of approaching this workshop.

Where the workshop is situated is not so crowded.

Most importantly, Ray continues to appreciate magic items as he decides he is no longer an enemy than he feels like hostility.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hey, Master!? I have a griffon on the table, what the hell is that!?

With that screaming, one woman...... a woman of late teens and other ages shows up.

Ray could understand how anxious or excited he was to see it was to see Seto, who was near the workshop from the words.

"Master, master, master. Ah!... Is that it?

The woman, who looked around inside the workshop like she panicked, eventually notices Ray inside the workshop.

"Uh... customer, is it?

"That's the way it is. I'm your master, but I don't think I heard you making a scene like this because you're making a special potion right now."

To Ray's words, the woman squeals' Ahhh... 'and holds her face down.

To that appearance, Ray still decides that Wock is definitely the woman's master.

But in front of Ray's eyes, the woman turns her gaze to Ray and opens her mouth as if she noticed something.

"Wait a minute, please. The fact that your master is making potions and you are here... is that Griffon on the table could be..."

"Oh, it's my obedient setto"

"I knew it! Um, can't I get a little griffon material?"

Keep your face close to Ray...... that's why a woman screams so far away that it's not weird to kiss her if you get a little closer.

Ray shakes his neck to the side while keeping his body a little away from such a woman.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to. If you imitate it like that, it'll be all kinds of guys flocking to Seto."

"I don't know..."

She was a woman who seemed sorry from the bottom of her heart, but she accidentally moistened her eyes and looked at Ray.

"Please, will you somehow give me the griffon material?

"Even if they say so..."

"Flemena, keep it around."

Ray wondered how to say no, but accidentally such a voice echoes inside the workshop.

When Ray turns his gaze to the voice, there is a figure of Wock holding a container with a dark green potion in it.

"Master! But it's a griffon!? I can do anything to get that material!

"Come on, girls don't say that....... yeah? That, what about Welzas?

Ray opens his mouth to Wock as he realizes there is no sign of the guard he left here, keeping the woman he called Flemena out of sight.

"I was supposed to get you some food. It's for you."

"... I honestly don't know if I'm going to let you use the guards... well, okay. In the meantime, yes this. It's a promise potion. If you have too much material, as the letter says, I'll take it."

Ray, who was told so, is not particularly dissatisfied with anything.

I guess the bandits attacked me. As a result, the special potion disappeared.

But that's not what Wock did.

Wok is doing his job well, so if he asked for more work, it was only natural that there would be a reward there again.

Most importantly, it's not that much of a job if you try to make it wok, so I compromised to the extent of making too much material my own.

"Okay. So, is that the potion I'm taking with me?

"Oh.... Flemena, you should take a good look"

To the wock who tells him so, Fremena turns her gaze of doubt.

But Wock doesn't mind that gaze and hands Ray the potion.

The next moment...... the potion stored in the mysteries had completely disappeared from Ray's hands.

"Huh?"

Flemena's, slightly lost voice echoes inside the workshop.

"Yeah, like, a magic bag or something?

"Ha... no"

Shake your neck to the side, like a wok stunned.

"Flemena, you're not passionate about studying alchemy either, why don't you look at something else? Ray... it's a famous story that he has an item box with a deep red alias, right?

"Yep... Yep... Yep, yep, yep, yep!?

You really didn't know that Ray had an item box, and from Flemena's mouth, a startling voice echoes around her.

The voice also sounded out of the workshop, naturally… Welzas, who bought all kinds of food, walked into the workshop halfway.