The Witch's Wandering Alchemist's Diary

Dwight brought several mage apprentices to the reception room on the first floor.

He chuckled and said, "It's good to see you again, Your Excellency."

Lou Le simply placed a basket of weak healing potions on the table; the pinkish potions shimmered brilliantly under the light.

Several mage apprentices were so attracted by the numerous healing potions that they couldn't even open their eyes.

Dwight casually unscrewed a bottle of healing potion, took a sniff of it, and only then did he feel relieved.

"Your skill is indeed extremely superb."

As he praised it, he also took out a bag of gold coins and placed it on the table.

"This is the agreed-upon payment."

Lou Le briefly lifted the money pouch and left.

She didn't even bother counting the money, because the Eye of Grandet had already provided the answer.

A sturdy money bag

It is extremely valuable

It is used for storing items.

It contains forty gold coins.

She ignored the mages' complicated feelings and went straight to the quest tavern.

Upon entering the tavern, one is greeted by a large array of round tables, where many adventurers are enjoying their drinks.

Directly opposite the door, a wandering poet was playing his harp and singing.

On the far left is the bar, and near the bar is a huge wooden board with various tasks written on it in charcoal.

There were quite a few people at the bar wearing short robes that revealed their hairy thighs.

These people are the narrators, who read the missions to the adventurers. Occasionally, the bards also do this job.

After accepting a quest, members of an adventure party usually return to the civilian area or go to a tavern on the outer outskirts for a drink.

They don't drink here because the drinks here are undiluted and too expensive!

Those who can afford to drink here are all wealthy adventurer leaders.

Many of them wore iron trousers and patched leg guards. As for their upper bodies, they wore leather armor.

Because the majority of creatures in the Ghostwood Forest are kobolds, who are only about 1.4 meters tall at most. Their favorite targets are the legs and groin.

Therefore, wealthy people always buy iron crotches.

The design is ingenious, with extra space deliberately left. Even if you hit it with a stick, the sheet metal will only flatten a little, but it won't hurt the flesh.

As for the leather armor worn on top, that will suffice; the kobolds' most commonly used weapon is the slingshot. However, the slingshot is practically useless in the jungle.

As for the bows and arrows, the continuous rainy season would cause the ropes to loosen. And all they made were the simplest bows, just a piece of wood with a rope attached.

Their accuracy was poor, and the arrows were even more difficult to deal with. The kobolds had no iron tools, so they could only make arrows from bone or stone pieces.

It can't even penetrate leather armor.

The leaders of these adventure groups were all talking about tomorrow's adventure quests, and they were all a little worried about the quests issued by the mages.

However, some people say that dungeons can make money, and it would be great if they could make money.

Lou Le was certain that these adventurers would go. After all, the purpose of being an adventurer was to make money, and of all the missions, the mage's missions paid the most.

Sitting at the bar, Lou Le tossed a gold coin onto the table.

The gold coins, with their gleaming gold color, shimmered under the dim light. The adventurer leaders who had been talking loudly quickly lowered their voices as if stung by a scorpion.

"Master, please wait a moment."

As the owner spoke, he called out to the kitchen, "Bring me a top-quality meal for the monk!"

He then took a glass of bubbling wheat juice from the barrel behind him and placed it on the table.

Lou Le didn't mind being called "Master Mage" at all.

You can't exactly call the mage "old lady," that would be too ridiculous.

The best meal at the tavern consisted of a steak, two chicken legs, and a fried egg.

There were also two slices of white bread.

On the large wooden plate were some boiled peas.

Lou Le used the Eye of Scrooge to take a look at the package.

[Luxury Tavern Set Menu]

It is edible.

It is very rich.

It cannot provide the nutrients needed for the witch's development.

Ok?

Lou Le glanced at it, wondering what kind of nutrition the witch needed to develop.

After finishing his meal, Lou Le drank the wheat juice in one gulp.

"Let's keep the rest of the money here for now."

After saying that, Lou Le left.

After she left, the tavern became noisy and lively again.

After returning home, Lou Le put his bag of gold coins under the bed.

"The talent 'Black Marketers Never Die in Poverty' requires 1,000 gold coins for its first evolution. I don't even want to think about how it will evolve further."

Lou Le clicked his tongue in amazement as he lay in bed looking at the moon outside.

She sighed softly, "I wonder what the witch's world is like. I can observe what the witch's world looks like from the dungeon."

"But today is the first time I've slept in a bed since coming into this world."

The girl thought about it and then fell into a deep sleep again.

She woke up around noon the next day.

Lou Le's head ached, like a rusty gear. There was a faint commotion outside. He peeked out the window and saw that the adventure team was starting to assemble.

Around noon, the sun was scorching hot.

At this time, monsters hide in caves or mud pits to cool off; they don't go out hunting.

Therefore, adventurers can greatly reduce casualties by going out at this time.

Nighttime is the most dangerous time in the Ghostwood Forest, and no one would be foolish enough to go out then.

Lou Le got dressed and wrapped his feet in a new bandage, like socks.

He put on his dog-skin boots, slung his satchel over his shoulder, went down to the well to fetch water, washed his face, and then left.

He put three bottles of healing potions in his bag before heading out towards the Darkwood Forest.

As they passed the city gate, Jer saw them and immediately bowed, saying, "Good day, Master Mage!"

Lou Le only glanced at it before leaving.

It took Jere a long time to straighten up.

Ter said sourly, "Look at you, saying 'Good day,' is that something you say? Every morning you're swearing, why aren't you saying 'Good day' in such a refined way today?"

"You're such a scoundrel pretending to be a dog—you've completely embarrassed yourself."

Jer proudly pulled out his healing potion: "Look, look at this."

"Get lost!" Tel said irritably. "How many times have you bragged about this? You've been bragging about it since last night, do you think I don't know what it is?"

"One gold coin! One gold coin! Sell it to someone who needs it, and you can get two gold coins!" Jer said smugly. "For us poor people, dignity is something we exchange for money."