Chapter 665 Where in Life Is There No Gossip?

Another cold and miserable night passed. Early the next morning, facing the fiery red sun, I saw the figure of the young man from yesterday standing quietly at the door of the Mages Guild.

I don't know whether it was the cold air in the early morning or the sharp eyes of the guild guard, but this young man, who still had a hint of childishness but had already stepped into the muddy industry of local snakes, hugged his hands tightly and curled up slightly. The body was shivering.

When I got closer, I found that the other person was already half wet with morning dew, and there were some grass clippings on his body. It seemed that not only before the light appeared, he had clearly been standing here waiting in the middle of the night.

Seeing this sincerity, it seemed that I couldn’t embarrass him too much. I nodded with satisfaction and stepped forward in large strides.

"My lord... Lord Alsace, I am Gilleb, and I am here."

The young man named Gilleb was trembling, looking into the guild from time to time, and then immediately turned back in fear under the guard's sharp questioning gaze.

For local snakes like them who hang out at the bottom, the Magic Guild is like the legendary Garden of Paradise, inhabited by a group of powerful and mysterious wise men. Even the guards are so terrifying and unattainable that they are simply not capable of it. close to.

In fact, the local snakes have never come within one kilometer of the Mages Guild. They are afraid that those mysterious mages will suddenly capture them on a whim and use them as living experiment materials from thousands of meters away.

Awe - this is the world's true understanding of the Mage Guild. It is not like the camp in the first world. Because of Farah, the explosive demon, the Mage Guild has suffered a lot in terms of mystery and image. The civilians there, at least They will not be as reverent to the existence of the Mage Guild as they are here.

Relatively speaking, the atmosphere in the first world camp is much more harmonious than here. Akara has a high position and has supreme majesty. At the same time, he also has a friendly image. Many civilian children will call Akara affectionately and respectfully when they pass by. Grandma Akara is something Hagas can't match. She can make adventurers nod kindly to her, but she can't make all civilians nod kindly to her.

Gilleb already regrets a little. With his bad mouth, why did he make an agreement with the other party yesterday to meet at the gate of the Mages Guild? Isn't this asking for abuse? What if I was carried into the laboratory by some black-robed mage before the other party came?

Gilleb wanted to run away, but he was unwilling to let such a large deal go to waste. He waited here in the middle of the night, wandering around and curling up, as if this way the probability of being discovered by the mage would be smaller. The surrounding grass It was already covered with the footprints of his hesitation and fear.

Fortunately, the other party came, much earlier than he expected. This made Gilleb even more sure that the other party was a gentle and kind-hearted adventurer, and he was lucky this time.

"Okay, stop yelling and let's go."

I secretly rolled my eyes. Isn't he afraid that when he calls out his name, Gilleb, he will immediately be hit by a subconscious magic from adventurers who are eager to brush runes?

It's still the same restaurant as yesterday, and it's still the same big wooden table for three people. Gilleb feels very bad now. This is an adventurer's paradise, surrounded by powerful adventurers. He now feels like a wolf that has strayed into the restaurant. A flock of lambs, a sharp sight casually passing by, can make him tremble for a long time.

"Ahem, sit down and have something to eat."

I coughed a few times and pointed to the chair opposite me. I forgot for a moment that the other person was just a civilian. Coming to a place like this would probably be very stressful.

Under Gilleb's stiff movements, breakfast time ended quickly.

"So, have you brought anything?"

I wiped my mouth unscrupulously, ignoring the frightened look in his eyes like a lost little lamb, and asked.

"Bring it, bring it."

When it came to business, under the magic of money, Gilleb seemed to calm down a bit, and hurriedly took out a delicate oval small linen bag hanging on his waist. This was a small bag used by adventurers to store gems. , it was probably a little worn out, and was thrown away, and then Gilleb picked it up like a treasure, and was reluctant to use it.

Soon, Gilleb placed these two herbs on the table. I picked them up pretendingly, held them in my hand, looked at them carefully, and then smelled them with my nose.

In fact, to me, who has never been involved in this field of knowledge, most herbs, except for a slight difference in color, look the same as weeds.

Judging from the appearance, it is similar to the illustration given by Akara before leaving, and Gilleb looks confident, so there should be no difference. Forget it, let’s leave the confirmation for last.

I gently put the two herbs down and looked at Gilleb. More sweat began to leak out from his forehead. His eyes were a little hesitant, probably thinking that he had made some mistake.

"Yes, but I want to know, where can I find these herbs and how many are there?" After I asked this question, Gilleb breathed a sigh of relief, and then became cautious again.

"There are many, which should be able to meet the needs of adults, but the location..."

After saying that, he showed an embarrassed expression. After all, if the other party paid attention to it, it would also involve business secrets. If he told the other party and he went to get it directly, he would not get a single change from this transaction, so, in Under the attraction of money, he still has to protect his own interests even when facing a big shot like an adventurer.

"If you don't want to say it, that's fine. I'll give you two options. One is that you tell me the location and I'll pay you five thousand gold coins. The second is that you give me herbal medicines regularly and rationed in the future, and I buy them with you."

I looked at Gilleb and easily understood what the other party was thinking, and then said this indifferently. In fact, it doesn’t matter to me whether the other party says it or not, and which plan I choose. No matter what the transaction process and form are, it doesn’t matter to me. As long as the goal of obtaining enough medicinal herbs is achieved, it is about my baby sister, and I will never be stingy in this kind of place.

Five thousand gold coins? !

For a moment, Gilleb was in an out-of-body state, his mind was empty and there was nothing left.

What does five thousand gold coins mean to ordinary people? Even those big families who went out to be an adventurer would not be able to obtain such a huge amount of wealth all at once.

For Gilleb, with these 5,000 gold coins, he can escape from the lowly industry of local snakes, cultivate a piece of land safely, raise some livestock, marry one or two wives, and live a peaceful life. In this life, if the business is done well, even generations of future generations will be rich and worry-free.

Therefore, this is definitely a huge temptation. Judging from the appearance of this gentleman, he does not look like a person who would deceive ordinary people in such a lowly industry as himself. As long as he agrees with one word, as long as he agrees with one word...

Gilleb clenched his fists, and the veins on them stood out, and even a trace of blood oozed from them, which showed the fierce struggle in his heart.

"My lord, my lord...I..."

He felt that his mouth was dry, and these few words seemed to have drained all the water from his body, because his next decision, in a sentence of no more than ten words, could determine the future of his life. Hesitant and cautious.

"I...I choose the second option."

Finally, Gilleb bit his teeth and said this. Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked with sweat. He sighed in exhaustion. His heart was empty and unspeakable. Five thousand gold coins were enough to hold it. A full wooden box just passed through his fingers. If he could choose again, he might not be able to feel so happy again.

The reason why he chose the second option was not because he couldn't believe that the adventurer in front of him would give him this amount of money, which was expensive for the adventurer, but because he believed in the other person.

The reason why he made this decision was very simple. It was far less complicated and calculated than he imagined. The temptation of five thousand gold coins was too great. It was so great that he, a commoner with no big dreams, was at a loss for a while. After getting this With this amount of wealth, the goal I have been striving for has been exceeded, but what about the future? Just keep this wealth and live the rest of your life in chaos?

Therefore, it is not that he thinks that the second option will get more gold coins in the long run. It is just hesitation and confusion about future life, a commoner-like instinct that made him choose the second option. It is understandable , but it is not a wise choice.

"Very good, in this case..."

I thought for a while and remembered that Akara did say, what is this... that... called? Taking into account the chance of failure, one of Tekunupu's herbs can produce a bottle's worth, while the other... Kapu Mau? It takes about one and a half plants to produce one bottle.

Damn it, can the name of this herb be more normal, so as not to offend the tongue?

It's time for me to become the Emperor of Mathematics again. If Princess Sanwu is by my side at this time, I'm afraid she can blurt out the answer directly without going through her sophisticated brain. Her brain is a mutant species and cannot be compared with ordinary people. Mixed together.

In other words, Lena now needs one bottle a day, which is one plant of Tekunupu, one and a half Kapu... Kapu Mara?

Forget it, this is probably the name anyway. According to the transaction volume once a month, and leaving some margin, then fifty Kapu Nupu, eighty Kapu...that...that...

Hey-? !

Ahem, that means fifty strains of the first herb and eighty strains of the second herb, that’s enough, you bastard! Don't ask me why I got angry suddenly. Anyway, I just wanted to get angry, you bastard! ! Go to hell with all the pharmacists in the world, you bastards! ! !

When I told Gilleb this amount, he patted his chest and was full of promises.

"I need it for a long time. You can't just pick it for short-term gain."

I still asked uneasily, fearing that this young man would get obsessed with money and kill the goose to obtain the eggs. Even I, an herbal idiot, knew that herbs should not be harvested excessively. A piece of herb could only be harvested within a certain period of time. quantity to allow them to continue to grow.

"Sir, please rest assured. The younger one's father was also a pharmacist before, so he has some knowledge in this area and will not do anything stupid."

Gilleb answered carefully.

"Your father is a pharmacist, so what are you doing now..."

I looked at Gilleb hesitantly. Generally speaking, even a third-rate pharmacist would not be very poor.

"He died when I was young, before he could inherit the meager knowledge of apothecary." After a moment of silence, Gilleb said, with an indescribable indifference in his eyes.

"Then do the math. How much can you collect in the medicine field you own now at most in a month?"

I didn't ask further because of Gilleb's unusual behavior. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, especially in the dark continent shrouded in blood and death.

"Without affecting the medicinal fields, eighty Tekunupu and one hundred Kapu Mau." With a focused look on his face, Gilleb answered fluently without much thought.

As expected, he is indeed the son of a pharmacist. He can pronounce such a difficult-to-pronounce medicine name in one breath.

Very good, almost double the demand.

"Then you can trade according to this amount from now on, every month." I made no secret of my joy, clapped my hands and said, anyway, the more the merrier, and I am not short of this money.

After finalizing some specific matters, I stood up.

"Well, although I don't want to doubt your judgment, you are still too young. I have to find a pharmacist to confirm it one last time before I can feel at ease."

Finally, I said it bluntly.

"Sir, this is a matter of course."

Gilleb said in a rather calm tone, but I still noticed the sadness in his eyes.

After a while, we arrived at a rather old tent in a civilian area.

This is the residence of the old pharmacist who I mentioned yesterday, a top-notch pharmacist who is known to be a legendary master just by looking at him.

Making such a judgment is not based on nothing, or relying on a man's sixth sense or something like that.

But this old pharmacist gave me the most unpretentious feeling, unlike many pharmacists who dress themselves and their profession mysteriously, and the strong smell of herbal medicine on his body cannot be hidden from anyone. , I have also smelled this kind of herbal scent with a bitter taste on the old pharmacists specially invited by Akara to research potions for Lena.

The most important thing is that this old pharmacist is really famous in the camp, but he also has a strange temper. He usually offers various strange rewards to patients, so generally speaking, if the disease is not quite difficult to treat, civilians will not treat it. I am willing to seek treatment from this old pharmacist, but this does not hinder everyone's evaluation of the old pharmacist.

"It's you again. Didn't I say yesterday that I don't have those two herbs?"

I opened the tent door and got in. Gilleb gritted his teeth and followed me in. As soon as I walked in, before my eyes could adapt to the dim sight inside, I heard an old voice speaking. .

The old pharmacist I was talking about was using his seemingly dry but very sensitive hands to adjust the amounts of more than ten kinds of herbs. He turned around when he heard the voice, saw it was me, and immediately opened his eyes and said.

He seemed to notice that there was someone following me. He looked back and suddenly froze for a moment, showing something strange.

"Gileb, it's you little kid, come on, sit down and talk."

It seems that because of Gilleb, the old pharmacist's tone became a little gentler, and he seemed to have a little regret, thinking that Gilleb said that his dead father was also a pharmacist. Now that I think about it, there may be a lot of it. Have some stories.

"I'll tell you straightforwardly, although you may not be able to understand."

The old pharmacist said to me so rudely because he had a serious lack of respect for adventurers, but he still made a cup of bitter medicinal tea for the two of us.

"Capumau and Kutenupu are two very strange herbs. Have you seen dandelion? Their derivative forms are somewhat similar to dandelion, but these two herbs have a bad temper. Unless they are Their seeds naturally fall down, take root in the ground, and recognize the land, otherwise they will never be able to survive, which also eliminates the possibility of transplantation and cultivation.”

After taking a sip of tea, the old pharmacist continued.

"If this is all, there may be other ways to solve the problem, but the most important point is that these two herbs have little medicinal value. Think about it, which pharmacist will use their brains and go through all the hard work? To cultivate some useless things?"

After standing up and taking a few steps, the old pharmacist suddenly said.

"Your patient should have a congenital heart... Ahem, you probably don't understand this. In other words, she was born with a weak constitution. That's right."

Although I felt a little unhappy at the old pharmacist's contempt, when I heard him describing Lena's symptoms one by one, and all of them were correct, I instantly forgot about that unpleasantness and was replaced by shock.

"Don't think too highly of me. If you need to use these two herbs, it's probably the disease. Any pharmacist with a little common sense will know."

The old pharmacist said somewhat self-deprecatingly, but if I took his words seriously, then I would really be a fool. The "pharmacists with a little common sense" he mentioned were probably at least those invited by Akara. Level.

This is an expert.

"However, I have already found those two herbs." I said when the old pharmacist finally stopped talking.

"..."

Obviously, the old pharmacist, who had just made a long phone call to verify that the two herbs were hard to find, was feeling a little confused, feeling that he had just been a clown for nothing.

However, his eyes suddenly looked at Gilleb, changing from doubt to confusion, then to trance, and he couldn't help but murmur.

"I see, that's it, Sanji, you..."

"Gileb, haven't you destroyed those two medicinal fields yet?" He suddenly asked Gilleb abruptly.

Gilleb did not answer, nor did he look into the old pharmacist's eyes. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, with faint tears emerging from his eyes. "My child, I have wronged you." The old pharmacist sighed and said with infinite emotion.

"what on earth is it?"

I finally couldn't hold back my voice and asked. The two of them were going back and forth, teasing the gossiping soul in me.

It was probably not a secret. Without Gilleb's intervention, the old pharmacist told me a touching story in a calm tone.