The Crystal Palace Plan of the Sinner Lord

Chapter 36: The slave stall owner is not a kind-hearted uncle

Irene searched for a long time in the stalls that specialized in selling slaves, and finally found one that had elf slaves. They were two tree elves, and they looked like children of only thirteen or fourteen years old, but it was hard to guess their actual age. The lifespan of an elf was very closely related to its appearance. At this moment, the two tree elves were leaning against the cage, hugging their knees, their eyes dull, and looking a little dazed.

Irene noticed that there were needle marks and bruises on the elves' arms, which were traces of injections of potions, and this potion might be what Caesar needed.

"Mr. Mage, are you interested in our tree elf slave girl?"

The stall owner noticed Erin by the cage.

He was a middle-aged man with a beard, thick lips, dark skin, and a sturdy build. There was a scar on his right eye that stretched from the eyelid to the chin. It looked like a claw wound from some monster, and made him look difficult to get along with.

"I'm sorry, but we have to take these two tree elves to Black Tower City for auction. If you have any ideas, you can go to Black Tower City and wait. At most, the pair of elf sisters will be put up for auction in Black Tower City in a week."

Irene felt very sympathetic towards the plight of the two tree elf girls.

After all, tree elves are different from star and moon elves and drow elves.

This is a group of kind and pure creatures who have been living in the deepest part of the forest and have never fought with the world. However, they still cannot escape the clutches of the slave-hunting team. Most of the captured tree elves are young elves. They yearn for the outside world, and their curiosity drives them out of the warning zone. However, before they can see the beauty of the outside world, they are the first to experience the darkness of the outside world.

Irene withdrew her gaze from the elf sisters in the cage, shook her head at the stall owner, and said calmly, "I have no interest in these two elves, but I am curious about how you subdued these magical creatures. Do you have any special potions or scrolls that I can exchange for money to buy?"

"It turns out to be a wizard lady."

The stall owner looked Irene up and down.

The robe and the mage hood are not common items on the street.

But it is not a luxurious and expensive style, and there is no magical fluctuation.

Probably just a magic apprentice with a little background.

There is no need to be flattering to such a magic apprentice, unless there is a mentor with a magic tower standing behind him. However, in a remote border town like Bona Town, there are few magicians who meet the requirements.

"We do have special means to subdue elves."

The stall owner asked with a smile: "I just don't know what the point of asking this is?"

"Look, I have a monster, but it's hard to tame, so I hope there's something that can suppress the magic in it? Or make it a little more obedient?"

Irene didn't mention the Star-Moon Elves.

The value of the Star and Moon Elves is only slightly lower than that of the Tree Elves.

Buyers with special preferences may even offer a higher price than the tree elf.

She was afraid that the stall owner in front of her would know about the Star-Moon Elves and have bad intentions.

"I see." The stall owner blinked, thought for a while, and took out a bottle of red potion from his space ring: "This is the 'Dark Silence Potion'. It can not only suppress magic power but also make monsters fall into a depressed and powerless state. The effect of each unit of potion can last for about three days, but it is only limited to magical creatures below level three. The effect is greatly reduced for those above level three, and it has no effect on heroes or monsters above level six."

Irene's eyes lit up. Isn't this exactly what Caesar wanted?

"I wonder how much it costs to buy a bottle of this potion?" She was a little nervous, not knowing if the money Caesar gave her was enough. Besides, she also had to find a large healing scroll or ointment to treat bone injuries, which was another expense.

"This is not a question of money, Miss Mage."

The stall owner shook his head and said, "This potion is a banned drug. Only registered slave-hunting groups like us can use it. If anyone is found to have developed or used such a potion on humans in private, it is illegal and the Church of Radiance will burn them at the stake."

"Then, what should we do?" A hint of disappointment appeared in Irene's eyes.

Her knowledge of the magical world was limited to some bard's tales.

And the magic book that Caesar later gave her.

She knew nothing about the taboos of these potions.

"If you really want this potion, it's fine." The stall owner shook the 'Dark Silence' up and down. "I need to know your name, and you have to promise me that you will never use this potion on humans. This way, if something happens, the Church of Radiance will not hold me responsible. As for its price, this bottle costs 100 gold coins."

The previous conditions are all good.

But the price really scared Irene.

“Why is it so expensive??”

"Shadow Star Grass, Dark Moon Stone Powder, Morning Dew, Asian Dragon Blood, Sleeping Flower Petals. Each of these materials is not cheap, especially Asian Dragon Blood. Moreover, this potion is only available here. If you go to the pharmacy in Bona Town to ask about this potion, you will be kicked out by the furious boss."

The stall owner chuckled, as if it didn't matter to him whether Irene bought it or not.

"But I don't have that much money..."

Irene thought about the twenty-odd gold coins in the package, as well as the miscellaneous silver and copper coins.

I guess I can’t even afford one-third of this medicine.

"How about this, I have another bottle that has been opened, but there is only a quarter left. If you don't mind, I'll sell it to you for 10 gold coins."

Perhaps because he could see that Irene really didn't have much money, the stall owner took out another potion bottle from his space ring, and there really wasn't much left in it.

"Is this really okay?"

The light in Irene's eyes lit up again, even if it was only one tenth of it, it would be enough. She thought that although this stall owner looked ferocious, he seemed quite easy to talk to.

"Of course." The stall owner handed over the potion:

"One hand for the money, the other for the goods, and oh, your name."

"My name is Ai...My name is Kailin."

Irene counted out ten gold coins from the package and handed them to the stall owner, "Thank you for your help, so I can tame the monster I bought!"

"Haha, you're welcome. We humans should help each other."

...

Irene skipped away.

The stall owner looked at the girl's departing back with a cold light in his eyes.

"Do the two wizards in this town have a wizard apprentice named Kailin?"

"No."

A hoarse voice came from the darkness of the tent behind him.

If someone hadn't spoken, it would have been hard to notice that there was a person hiding under a hood. At the same time, the moment they heard the voice, the elf sisters in the cage began to tremble in fear.

"Go after her and find out who this girl is from. If she has no background, take her money and the medicine back. If she is pretty, take her back as well."

"Hehe, no problem."

The man under the hood chuckled.

The next second, the whole person turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Chapter 37: Not all daughters want to meet their fathers

At this time, Irene didn't know that she was being followed.

She was still feeling happy about her good fortune today.

It only cost ten gold coins to buy the potion that Caesar needed. Even if the remaining money was not enough to buy the scroll of great healing, it was enough to buy the medicine to treat bone injuries.

When her younger brother was sick before, her father asked her to come to the town of Bona to buy medicine and scrolls. The place that sold these items was also near the market, on the other side, not far away.

[Marrith's Pharmacy]. When Irene saw the name of this pharmacy, a memory flashed through her mind. It was at this place a year ago that she bought medicine for her brother. She spent all the money in the family and also put in a part of her own savings. But when she got home, she was scolded by her father, who asked her why she bought such expensive medicine.

But if she didn't buy better medicine and couldn't cure her brother's illness, her father would definitely find an excuse to beat her again.

The same old man was still in the drugstore, wearing thick round-bottomed glasses.

The counter is the workbench where he makes medicines.

While watching over the shop, he was also fiddling with various medicinal herbs and a bunch of bottles and jars.

Hearing the footsteps, the old man didn't look up. "The healing potions and scrolls are on the left, the magic amplification potions and scrolls are on the right, and upstairs are special potions and offensive magic scrolls. Only those below level three are available. The new Dragon Breath scroll is 50 gold coins each. No bargaining is allowed. Once sold, it cannot be returned or exchanged."

Irene followed the old man's instructions and came to the left.

Compared to a year ago, the number of potions and scrolls here has obviously doubled.

Obviously, this old man is a wizard and alchemist. His strength may be that of a third-level great wizard, but he is only at the third level, but he can make a living in the town of Bona by selling scrolls engraved by himself and potions made by himself.

Irene found what she wanted on the wall of shelves - a large healing scroll.

The high price of 30 gold coins per ticket discouraged her.

There are a total of five such scrolls hanging on the wall, and the other five empty spaces have obviously been sold. The old man can earn 300 gold coins in a day just by selling large healing scrolls, which is equivalent to a farmer's income for 300 years. It is unimaginable for Irene.

This is the mage...

Irene murmured, a hint of envy in her eyes.

If she could become a wizard, she would not have to worry about food and drink in the future. Most importantly, she would have the power to resist fate, she could embrace freedom and truly be herself.

"We should hurry up and help Mr. Caesar choose a good potion."

Irene shook those unrealistic thoughts out of her head.

I definitely can't afford the Great Healing Scroll, so I can only settle for potions that are still effective but take a much longer time to take effect than magic.

For example, what Irene is looking at now: Night Dream Healing Potion.

The old wizard hung a wooden sign under each set of potions.

It lists the effects of the potion, the materials used to make it, and the price.

This potion can not only heal injuries, but also has a certain hypnotic effect, and the speed of injury recovery will be doubled while in the sleeping state. The ingredients are Cui Ye grass, petals of the sleeping flower, honey, giant horn goat milk, and blood stone fruit. It is priced at 10 gold coins and is about milliliters.

However, in addition to this potion, other potions also have healing effects.

Irene wants to find a hospital that is effective in treating bone trauma and has a better price-performance ratio. Although Mr. Caesar did not say how much money must be saved, if she can save as much as possible, Mr. Caesar may be in a better mood.

Maybe I can forgive her.

"Little girl, what kind of potion would you like to choose?"

Seeing that Irene was still taking a while to make a decision, the old wizard looked up.

Irene was startled by the old wizard's sudden voice. She exclaimed and scratched her head embarrassedly: "Hello, I want a potion that mainly restores bone injuries, but it doesn't have to be too expensive..."

"How badly injured?"

Irene recalled the miserable state of the Elf's knee and said uncertainly:

"It's probably a comminuted fracture. There are already some signs of necrosis around the wound."

The old wizard pondered for a moment after hearing this, then used his wizard's hand to take down a bottle of light blue potion from a high place and handed it to Irene.

"This is a bone-healing potion. It contains bone powder from the horns of steel-armored rhinoceros, iron thorn grass, marigold extract, flamingo tears, and salt water. It can heal comminuted fractures and also heal bones. The only side effect is that the wound will be extremely painful after drinking the potion, and it will be very itchy when the flesh grows. But it is very cheap, only 3 gold coins."

This is simply the love potion of dreams!

A sense of surprise emerged in Irene's heart.

"Oh, thank you, I think this is what I want!"

She put the potion away carefully.

Then he carefully counted out three gold coins and gave them to the old wizard.

“Welcome next time.”

The old wizard took the money and continued to tinker with the bottles and jars in his hands.

Just as Irene was about to leave the pharmacy, a noisy voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Mage! Oh, my God, Mr. Mage! My son, my poor son was bitten by a snake. Do you have an antidote? Damn it, I shouldn't have brought him to the town of Bona for refuge..."

Hearing this voice, Irene trembled all over and couldn't help shivering.

The person who came was none other than her father Carlo.

Irene had no time to dodge and could only turn around as fast as she could to face the shelf on the right.

Carlo, who walked into the pharmacy, immediately noticed a girl.

She was wearing a black wizard robe and her black hair was draped behind her head.

His figure looks similar to his daughter.

But Carlo didn't think much about it.

How could I possibly meet his daughter here?

His daughter might have been chopped into pieces by the demons and eaten. A slightly better ending would be that she became the breeding ground for the demons.