The Witch's Wandering Alchemist's Diary

The merchant was large and fat; he looked like a wealthy man.

Lou Le had grown accustomed to the respect these people showed to the monk, because that's just how society is.

In such an impoverished, medieval-like environment, mages were the most advanced productive forces and fighting force, as well as the most knowledgeable and wealthy people.

It would be strange if monks did not receive respect.

He tapped the horse's back, and the entire skeletal horse knelt down. Lou Le dismounted leisurely, chin held high, displaying the arrogant demeanor typical of a mage.

"Show me your goods."

"Yes, Master."

The fat merchant rubbed his hands together and led Lou Le into a nearby tent.

Just by entering, you can smell the rich fragrance of flowers.

On a sloping stone platform, a translucent coffin rests. It is surrounded by flowers, their blooming blossoms exuding a rich fragrance.

Especially since they probably sprinkled water on them, each flower looked incredibly beautiful.

Lou Le stepped forward, wanting to see what the person inside the coffin looked like.

However, the girl was wearing a plain white dress, and her face was covered with a white veil, so one could only vaguely see that she was a beautiful young woman.

As for height, it's probably around 1.6 meters.

—Slightly taller than me…

The only thing that's special about her is her ears; they're pointy.

The portly merchant said from the side, "Master Mage, this is the only item in our most precious 'Pure Snowflake' series. She is a half-elf, probably in her early twenties. But elves have long lifespans; living for three to five hundred years is no problem."

"So even though he's in his twenties, he still looks very young."

"Furthermore, to ensure her purity, she had no contact with the outside world for nearly ten years after being captured. Even in the training institute, she only interacted with elderly retired maids from noble families."

"Having taught her so meticulously for nearly ten years, her service skills will definitely satisfy you. Furthermore, because of her elven bloodline, she has a slight affinity for plants. If you are willing to teach her meditation techniques, she might even be able to become a mage."

The fat businessman stood by, boasting about the girl's purity, her abilities, her appearance, and her lineage.

Lou Le listened silently, but a sense of unease crept into his heart.

—Oh, the more exquisite the packaging of a product, the more expensive it is.

The portly businessman used such a complicated method, even spending decades on it. It's almost unimaginable how much that must have cost!

Lou Le glanced at the coffin, but didn't look at the fat merchant.

He simply asked, "How much money do you want?"

The portly merchant said humbly, "If we're talking about the price in gold coins, it would probably cost tens of thousands of gold coins."

Upon hearing the price, Lou Le couldn't help but glance at the fat businessman.

Tens of thousands of gold coins? Ask Baron Castor if he earns ten thousand gold coins in taxes a year.

Ghostwood Town is already considered a relatively well-developed town, with no shortage of farmland, forests, mages, merchants, or craftsmen.

But if this were a year's tax, and it amounted to 10,000 gold coins, then we'd be thankful.

Especially because gold mines are scarce, the circulation of gold coins is not abundant. Most gold exists as commodities, and if it were actually exchanged for gold coins, the price would fluctuate.

No wonder you haven't been able to sell any in ten years!

Lou Le pursed her lips, preparing to turn and leave.

But the fat merchant quickly said, "Master Loule, if you don't have that much money, we'd be happy to give it to you for free."

"What's free is often the most expensive."

Lou Le looked at the fat merchant: "What do you want?"

The portly merchant chuckled. "Master Lou Le, we've heard you're also an alchemist. If you're willing, we'd like to sign a contract with you."

"If you are willing to provide us with thirty bottles of healing potions each month, this slave can be given to you. Of course, we will provide you with ample alchemical materials and pay your processing fee according to market prices."

The portly merchant said, "If you have other potions to provide, then the number of potions you need to provide can be reduced. If you are willing to provide mana potions, then you only need to provide three bottles per month."

"What about the time?" Lou Le frowned.

She felt that if it were just that, it would be alright.

This way, my future medicines will have a market.

However, she hates being restricted.

"How about a hundred years?" the fat merchant asked.

Lou Le immediately frowned; she was somewhat unwilling.

While the slave was indeed very cute, it didn't warrant such a heavy price.

When the fat businessman saw Lou Le's appearance, he became a little anxious.

"Master Loule, this is not mandatory. Although the agreement stipulates thirty bottles of treatment potion per month, we will not force you if you are unwilling."

"It's up to you. If you're willing, you can ignore us for a year and we won't pursue the matter."

"This contractual agreement is merely a formality, Your Excellency Venerable Lou Le."

The portly merchant said humbly, "Our Canjin Chamber of Commerce only wishes to gain your friendship."

After saying these words, he became increasingly anxious, hoping that the Venerable Loule in front of him would agree.

He had previously learned that Lou Le was an extremely powerful mage and an alchemist who had successfully improved the formula for mana potions and whose alchemy was extremely fast and had a high success rate.

He immediately made up his mind to gain the friendship of this Master Lou Le.

That's why he took out the most precious [Pure Snowflake]. In ten years, he had only cultivated this one!

He wanted to gamble on the future.

—As long as you can successfully establish a relationship with this Master Lou Le, you can see a bright future.

A healing potion that costs only one gold coin in town can fetch a hundred times the price from barbarians, orcs, and various impoverished rural areas!

Not to mention magic potions, which provide a way to establish connections with mages.

It's all money!

In particular, Master Lou Le is an extremely powerful mage. If a cooperation is reached with Master Lou Le, the Canjin Chamber of Commerce will have a powerful backer.

Moreover, her alchemy skills will improve, and her mage level will also increase.

Establishing a friendship with Master Loule is equivalent to having a future.

A shrewd businessman must learn to invest in the future.

The fat businessman's hands were sweating profusely as he anxiously awaited the final decision.

Lou Le thought for a moment, then took out a piece of wood from his book.

She carved it into a small crystal mountain, and inscribed it with witch's script and the script of all the languages ​​she knew.

Of course, they are all written in another world.

Moreover, they are all their own names.

And it has been infused with magic as an anti-counterfeiting mark.

Holding it in his hand, Lou Le looked at the fat merchant: "I have no fixed abode, so consider this my proof. If anyone comes to me with this, I'll brew some potions for you if I'm in a good mood. The quantity and the time are not fixed."

"Are you willing?"