The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

I'm Marlow. He is deputy captain of the Black Iron Transport Corps.

One day in the Devil's Forest, I met a strange girl (Mariella).

He was hanging dead grass around his waist like a candlestick, and Dick said, "Is that the spirit of the forest? I asked a question that I fell in love with," but that's not the problem.

Named Mariella, she used an exorcism potion.

Impossible.

First, the rarity of the potion.

Since the Demonic Flood (Stampede) from the Demonic Forest, the land pulse along the Labyrinth City has become a demonic area, preventing Alchemists from connecting the land pulse to the line.

The lack of potion associated with this was one of the concerns in the reconstruction after the demonic flood (stampede) from the Demon Forest. Borderline uncle, entrusted with the management of the labyrinth city, responded to this problem with the development of demonic props.

Let the surviving alchemist make as many potions as possible and manage them with huge storage facilities.

If we can destroy the labyrinth, the labyrinth city will return to the hands of man again as the realm of man. The alchemists will be able to connect the pulse to the line again, and the supply of potions will resume.

A large number of potions were stored in the vault, which scholars at the time estimated was necessary until the labyrinth was destroyed.

I hear it was developed over several decades based on a long term storage demon prop that we also have.

Conventional potion storage magic equipment slows the deterioration of the potion due to the action of the engraved magic formation, which prevents deterioration even if the lid is not opened, it can be taken outside the ground vein for a few days. In relation to the enchantment being engraved, if it is a slightly priceless but wealthy family, it is owned by 'medicine box replacement'. Naturally, the performance of the potion cannot be maintained for a period exceeding 100 years.

In contrast, storage facilities developed in labyrinth cities appear to be a substitute for the incorporation of a number of magic props.

They suppress potion degradation by flushing Shizuku of Life, the source of potion magic effects, within the potion and constantly granting effects similar to the Pharmacodynamic Fixing granted by the Alchemist in the final fixation of potion creation. Naturally, the amount of demonic stones required for storage is enormous and not something that an individual can own.

The management of the potion of the labyrinth city is held by the Agwinas family, who were the leading alchemists in the Kingdom of Endalgia. Potions regularly provided to the military are extremely expensive to cover the cost of maintaining expensive storage facilities.

In addition to the Agwinas, there are rumours that the Borderline Bo family and leading aristocrats, who are housed inside the labyrinth city, possess small but potion storage facilities.

Except for that, rumor is, 'Buried in the Devil's Forest'.

This is like an urban legend for kids. More than 100 years ago, the alchemists who finished making the required amount of potion disappeared somewhere. In the days of the Kingdom of Endalgia, they said that some strangers lived in demonic forests, so some said they were disgusted with the potion rights of labyrinth cities and that they had fallen into demonic forests. While they lived in the Devil's Forest, they built potion storage facilities comparable to those in labyrinth cities, leaving potions for future generations.

"The Devil's Forest is filled with treasure (potion)" is what a child's heart is told. What about the Demon Stone that maintains the storage facility, as the Alchemist lived in the Demon Forest? Even though it is a substitute that cannot be maintained without being managed at the city level.

However, against the backdrop of this "urban legend" continued to be whispered by Makoshiya, there was a phenomenon of more types and quantities of potions being put up for sale in labyrinth cities in certain cycles.

And now Mr. Mariella used a potion that should be rare.

"The money is now in use and I'm on my way to sell it"

And she says.

(Why did you use the sale? To buy us out?

Why do you have the potion and why did you bother to show it to us?

When Dick took the purchase, he gave it his full consent. What you are wearing is dusty and dusty, and your face and words and actions are very different from those of your daughter around there. Are you saying you stumbled upon the treasure of the Devil's Forest?

When Dick brings up the story at half the price of the market,

"…………………?

And because the price showed a difficult color, it doesn't seem to know the market.

Have Lynx collect the information after you have purchased the potion. He doesn't mean he's a citizen of a labyrinth city. "I lived in the woods," he said. Seeing the ruins of a doomed city (a defensive city) and seeing how it looks blue, it seems like it's the first time I've visited a labyrinth city.

More than 100 years ago, was it true that the disgusting alchemists had fallen into the Devil's Forest? Mr. Mariella may be his descendant. I don't know in what way the potion left by the alchemist, who reached the end in the Devil's Forest, may be the descendant of a clan that has inherited and managed it.

Then you must have other potions.

Give the near-age Lynx instructions to keep an eye on him.

She was a daughter who lived in the Devil's Forest, even if she looked normal. I don't know what kind of abilities you have, or maybe you've been in contact with us after you found out we have a twat to sell potions to.

And so on, I did some in-depth reading.

"I will buy it for 5 large silver coins!

Ms. Mariella said she would buy a dying slave for half the cost of the potion. I don't care how you look at it, it's not a condition that can be cured for every low-level potion. Source? Even so, isn't the behavior too short-circuited?

It's like watching Dick, funny.

I am tired of seeing exchanges where conspiracy moves swirl. There is no fun in trying to be sincere about them and being good at them. However, an ugly crowd emerges, and I feel all nasty. But Dick doesn't have that kind of place. Simple, short-circuited, plainly stupid. There is no such thing as wit on Dick's part. His words and actions, equipped with pure force and a straight mind, a distinction that only turns his share around, make me wonder whether it should be with people.

Sometimes I simply don't get tired of watching it. It's hard to be one of those people who can enjoy life.

Mariella might be like Dick. I don't know what she's capable of, either, as Dick would have high levels of force. This is going to be interesting.

Putting Mr. Mariella and her slaves back on board, the armored carriage made a noise and ran out toward the inn.

"Did you get the information you wanted?

Speak to Mariella who came out of her room.

They must have been collecting information from slaves. She asked me if I was listening, but I'm not that much of a caretaker.

Call to the room and take the potion deal. After all, you were going to make a deal with us, and the story went on so clappy.

You can throw up the storage facilities and take them all away, and remember to make them smell like there's a lot of stuff you're after.

"You think you can sell it safely?

It seems to have been passed on, above all. We are not bandits. It is no wonder that things that are taken up with strength are taken up by things that have greater power. A potion is something of such value. If you can be a 'good business partner', you can earn enough money.

Mariella has made a number of deals conditional.

One is that Mariella decides on the type of potion to sell.

I can't sell anything that I don't have in stock. Of course.

One is to cover part of the cost with the goods that Mariella wants.

He came out of the woods alone. A lot of things will be needed. He lived in the Devil's Forest. Perhaps a special product is used. Offer items that are difficult to obtain elsewhere and take on potions instead. Our business relationship will be stronger. Rather desirable.

One, support in case of secret leaks

With someone who can't do this, they won't be able to trade potions in the first place.

They all seem natural. Rather, I find it more uncomfortable not to be the first to negotiate prices.

"So, isn't 30% commission too cheap?

"Eh?"

Mariella, however, offered a discount.

She wants me to follow up with her thorough confidentiality and in the unlikely event that information leaks. Sounds like a prudent personality. No, under my sleeve, sometimes. It means there is a 'future' to this deal.

I'm also getting a little tired of loading up armored carriages and living with trolls carrying loads over time. With an exorcism potion, you'll be able to get out of the woods in a short time, and you can think of new developments. Either way, it's going to be interesting.

I shouldn't, my face gets loose. Well, would it be nice once in a while?