Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 11 Kitten Alchemy Shop

Healing potion, a magical item suitable for all ages and with a wide range of uses. Different from the treatment methods used by Ron in his previous life, this potion can almost ignore the type of injury and have the same therapeutic effect.

In Ron's opinion, this should be the best choice to treat Ivy.

At the door of the store where he was standing, Ron saw a list of discounted products clearly written on the blackboard outside.

[Healing potion, 45% off, limited to gold coins, while stocks last! ]

"It's really rare," Ivy walked over curiously and looked at the writing on the blackboard. "To be honest, I almost never thought I would see magic items on sale at a discount. They are not even usually sold in stores."

Ron looked up at the sign on the store entrance, it was a black and buff owl, but it was drawn in a rather cartoony way.

“Maybe the owner of this store is an alchemist, so he can afford discounts?”

"It's unrealistic," Ivy shook her head. "If it's an alchemist or a wizard, they will value their own achievements more. In their eyes, this kind of business is a complete loss-making business."

"Even if it's only 10% off?"

“It’s actually a 10% discount.”

"Are you just standing at the door and guessing?" Driver pushed the door open impatiently. "Why is that? Come in and take a look and you'll know."

"Boss! Is the boss here?!"

There were absolutely no customers in this store, otherwise, with Driver's shouting, Ron and his friends would have been looked down upon. But the strange thing was that not only were there no customers, but even the boss and the salesperson were not... there?

"This is a store that specializes in selling alchemical items," Ivy looked at the various products in the store, "From alchemical raw materials to tinctures and mixtures to alchemical tools, these are the only things sold here."

"You are right. The owner here is indeed an alchemist. But why would he sell the fruits of his labor at such a low price?"

"Of course it's to make money!"

A sudden voice came from behind the tall counter, startling the three people. Then, there was the sound of stools rubbing against floor tiles.

When a figure climbed up from behind the counter and stood on a high stool, Ron and the others could see the face of the person who was speaking.

She was a humanoid female who was even shorter than Driver, perhaps less than one meter tall, but she definitely didn't look like a child, but an adult. She was wearing an old robe that hadn't been washed for who knows how long, and her short, curly, dull orange-red hair was casually draped over her shoulders, looking a little sloppy.

At this moment, she was looking at the uninvited guests with a pair of blue-purple eyes full of distrust.

"Halflings," Ivy whispered, "We may have come in too hastily. But don't worry, they are all very friendly..."

"That's not necessarily true," the halfling behind the counter sneered, "Half-blood, there are differences among halflings. For example, I'm not the halfling you know, nor am I a light-foot or a strong-souled halfling."

"Ghostly?" Ivy looked at him in disbelief. "I thought you were all hiding in those isolated forests!"

The Wise Halflings. This type of clan is the exact opposite of the overly friendly other types of Halflings. They are very xenophobic and extremely distrustful of outsiders. As a result, most of them live in isolated forests. It is extremely rare to see someone like this one appearing in a town dominated by humans and opening a store.

"You get tired of the scenery of the forest," the halfling replied slowly, "and for me personally, the alchemical materials produced in a small forest are not enough to support my research." "Okay, let's get back to the topic. I'm Lavinia Feather, welcome to the Kitten Alchemy Shop - what would you like?"

Although the halfling said "welcome", Ron couldn't tell how much welcome there was in her tone and expression.

"A healing potion," Ivy rolled up her sleeves to show her the injuries on her body, "We saw that your potion was on sale."

"That's right," Lavinia looked at the wound on Ivy's arm, "I encountered some setbacks in my recent experiments, and the raw materials are almost all gone, so I have to consider selling some products at a small profit so that I can continue my research."

"But for your injury... the healing potion is actually of little use."

"Why?" Ron's mind suddenly moved, "Can't the healing potion cure the wound infection?"

"What are you talking about?" Lavinia frowned at Ron. "Based on your remarks, can I assume that you are a half-baked person?"

"The healing potion can heal injuries, but it cannot cure the various diseases caused by the wounds. That requires the lesser restoration technique."

"Of course, it can also be treated with herbal medicine. I saw that she has applied cave algae and gray shadow leaves. Did you do it?"

"It's just an emergency," Ron smiled, "there's nothing else there..."

"It seems you have some skills," Lavinia muttered, interrupting Ron, "but cave algae is slightly toxic. This is not a solution."

"Go pick some herbs from the shelf over there. If you really know something about them, I wouldn't mind giving you a discount."

"Otherwise you can go out to the church over there. I don't have the skills to make a secondary recovery potion - even if I could, the price wouldn't be cheap."

Although it was rumored that the Ghostly Halfling didn't like outsiders, and this one's performance was also very cold, but from Ron's personal feeling, Lavinia was more like the type who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

After all, not everyone would show so much concern for a strange patient. As a businessman, she could make a lot of money just by selling the healing potion to them.

But she didn't do that.

"By the way, can I ask you something? What experiment did you run into a bottleneck with?"

Ron walked to the shelf opposite where various herbs were placed, and chatted with Lavinia while recalling his knowledge of medicinal plants.

He himself came out of a laboratory, so how could he not be curious about the other party's experiments?
"An experiment to make a healing potion." Lavinia did not hide it. After motioning Ivy to look at Driver running around like a curious baby, she climbed down the stool and continued to tinker with the bottles and jars on the ground.

"I think the current method of preparing healing potions is too complicated. Not only is the quality not guaranteed, but the cost is also high. I want to try to find a way to improve any of these three aspects."

"That's your fault," Ron walked over and climbed over the counter with his hands on the table. "Before conducting an experiment, you must first clarify the specific goals so that you can make further plans. It's no wonder that the materials are used up so quickly since you are doing it in such a haphazard way."

"Do you have any test records or reference books? Lend them to me."

(End of this chapter)