Chapter 181

Ever since the sale of Vitality Potions was handed over to the Succubus Shop, the popularity of Wiz's Magic Tool Shop has plummeted.

But the commercial success of the Vitality Potion still drew the quiet attention of quite a few people to this Magic Tool Shop.

"Miss Wiz, does your shop have any new stock?"

Today, a customer dressed head-to-toe came to the counter and, lowering his voice, asked the Lich lady behind the counter.

"Eh, isn't this Mr. Chris? You haven't patronized our little shop in a long time."

Seeing it was an acquaintance, Wiz greeted him.

"Shh, shh~"

Seeing his identity exposed, the heavily dressed customer hurriedly raised a finger and made some strange noises.

"Mr. Chris, what's wrong? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Wiz felt it was strange and asked.

"Not the toilet. I'm telling you to lower your voice. For certain reasons, I offended that bastard Lord Aldarp, and right now that guy is looking for me."

Seeing Wiz's puzzled expression, Chris could only lay his cards on the table; and he was precisely the adventurer who had resold Vitality Potions to Aldarp at a high price back then.

That one deal alone let him live it up for a long time, but the aftermath also made him be held a grudge against by that bastard lord.

Recently, Aldarp's people have been searching everywhere for him, wanting to give him a profound lesson.

"My visit this time is to ask if Miss Wiz has anything similar to the Vitality Potion on hand?"

Chris didn't beat around the bush either. He now did the business of a traveling merchant, but since Vitality Potions currently all need to be purchased from the Succubus Shop side, it meant that he, doing business alone, simply couldn't snatch them away from those wealthy, big-spending major merchants.

Therefore, he could only come here to try his luck.

"Does Magic Power Recovery Potion count as something similar to Vitality Potion?"

"Not something for battle, but something to make a person last."

"Then no."

Wiz shook her head; her little shop was a comparatively proper establishment.

"Is that so? Then sorry to have disturbed you."

The man was somewhat disappointed. If he couldn't find a stable money-making business again, he would probably have to leave Axel and go beg for food at Adventurers' Guilds in other towns.

"Hey, masked uncle over there, we have newly stocked Goddess Pickles here, do you want some?"

Broly was helping clean the hygiene of the Magic Tool Shop; seeing the man's dejected look, he called out to the other party who was preparing to leave.

It just so happened that the pickles Aqua Master forcefully shoved over to the Magic Tool Shop side to sell were in an unsalable state, causing Wiz some headache recently.

"Goddess Pickles? What's that?"

The man stopped his steps, his curiosity piqued, and asked directly.

"It's pickles made from pickling Demonized Cabbage."

Seeing the customer seemed to have the intention to buy Aqua's pickles, Wiz hurriedly came out from behind the counter and introduced them to him.

"Uh, this doesn't seem like anything special, does it?"

Chris was a bit doubtful. After the Harvest Festival, this kind of pickle was still quite common around Axel; he hadn't seen anyone take them out to sell, because they simply couldn't be sold.

However, in other places where large amounts of Demonized Cabbage don't fly over or get planted, this thing is still comparatively rare.

Things are valued for their rarity. The man thought for a bit, then conveniently asked: "Then how do you sell these pickles?"

"Easy to say, just forty thousand Eris, and you can buy a big jar of these pickles!"

Wiz kept the smile on her face, picked up the clay pot, and introduced the price of the pickles to the man.

"Forty thousand Eris?"

The man's eyes widened. If he remembered correctly, a Demonized Cabbage at this time was only a hundred or two hundred Eris in price.

And the jar in the other party's hand probably only held the equivalent of four or five Demonized Cabbages; at most a cost of just over a thousand Eris, but a direct forty-fold selling price?

"Hmm, may I ask if this Goddess Pickle also has the function of a Vitality Potion?"

If it were any other shop daring to sell pickles at such a high price, Chris would definitely scold them with a "damn piece of junk," but this is Wiz's Magic Tool Shop.

You have to know, when the Vitality Potion first appeared, it was also treated by many adventurers as a potion with no use in daily life.

But now, the commercial performance of this potion is there for all to see; who knows if this pickle might not be like the Vitality Potion, becoming another dark horse.

"Uh, a function similar to Vitality Potion — this one doesn't have that."

Wiz answered this question honestly.

"No Vitality Potion function, yet you dare sell it at the same price as a Vitality Potion?"

The man asked.

"Don't rush. These pickles actually do have a special function."

"What special function?"

"These pickles, because they were pickled by a certain Goddess-sama, can exorcise evil."

Wiz tested it personally; Aqua's pickles really do possess holy purification capability.

"No way. What use is exorcism function in pickles? Is it to make adventurers take pickles and go fight undead creatures?"

Chris originally wanted to retort like that, but suddenly noticed the info "pickled by a certain Goddess-sama," associated it with the Vitality Potion's not-very-proper correct usage, and this man narrowed his eyes and asked.

"May I ask Miss Wiz, exactly how was this pickle pickled?"

"This..."

Wiz wanted to find an excuse, but Broly had already answered a step ahead: "Of course it's first using feet to stomp out the excess water from the cabbage, then sprinkling salt and various seasonings to pickle it."

【It's over, this deal is done for!】 Wiz was very sad, but there was no way.

"The one who stomped the cabbage with feet, was that Goddess-sama?"

A light flashed in Chris's eyes as he asked.

"Yes."

"Is the other party beautiful?"

"She is the most beautiful person in Axel."

Broly answered without hesitation; his own master being the champion of Axel's first beauty pageant, saying this wasn't wrong at all.

"Alright then, I'll take two jars of these pickles for now."

Chris had no more doubts and spoke directly.

"Alright!"

Broly replied, went to fetch two hemp ropes, and returned, tying lifting loops around the outside of the two pickle clay jars.

"Wait, Mr. Chris, you intend to buy these pickles?"

"Mm."

"Two jars of pickles cost eighty thousand eris!"

"I know."

"After sale, there are no return options on this end."

"I'm aware."

"You know and you still buy?"

Wiz was a bit bewildered.

"Could it be you plan to take the pickles and fight the Undead?"

Wiz could only think of this possibility, but just carefully imagining the combat scene of an adventurer holding a pickle jar sprinkling pickles at the Undead, she found it a bit absurd.

"Haha, that's an idea, but I have a better one."

Vitality Potions that can recover physical strength sold explosively because of an improper usage.

Similarly, the seemingly chicken-rib Purification Pickles, Chris felt, should also have potential similar to Vitality Potions.

But whether they could reach the degree of Vitality Potions was hard to say, so he was only purchasing two jars to test the waters first.

Seeking wealth amidst danger, this adventurer with great guts thought of the very first test-marketing target: Aldarp, the lord who was seeking him out for trouble.

"Lord Aldarp, I apologize for previously selling you Vitality Potions at a high price; this is my apology gift to you, please forgive me."

In the evening, Chris who took the initiative to seek out Aldarp respectfully handed over the clay jar he had brought.

"Hmph, so you know fear? Count you, this lowly commoner, as having tact; I, Aldarp, am also not a noble who would fuss too much over a small fry."

"Lord Aldarp, the contents of this jar are merely pickles."

Just as Aldarp was expressing his magnanimity as a noble lord, the servant had already opened the jar to inspect its contents.

Upon learning the adventurer's apology gift was merely pickles, Aldarp, who had just been expressing his magnanimity as a noble, immediately changed his expression.

"Bastard, you have some nerve, an apology gift and you only send me this kind of cheap, commoner food, someone come..."

Just as Aldarp called for people, preparing to clean up this bastard before him, Chris shouted out a step ahead in a loud voice.

"Lord Aldarp, these aren't ordinary pickles, these are Goddess Pickles!"

"Hmph, you still want to deceive me?"

"No no no, how would I dare, these really aren't ordinary pickles; reportedly they are pickles personally stomped out by a divine-descent goddess of peerless beauty, and I have corresponding evidence to prove this!"

"What evidence?"

"These pickles carry the goddess's divine power of purifying the body and purifying the mind; Lord Aldarp only needs a taste to clearly know whether my words are truth or lies."

The man spoke with full confidence.

Before coming, he had already tried the pickles bought from Wiz's Shop.

Although these pickles didn't have the effect of Vitality Potions, they did have the effect of Advanced Holy Water.

Aldarp half-believing half-doubting, the guards ran in but he kept one, and had that one fish out pickles from the jar to eat.

The result: the pickles Aqua guaranteed would purify the Dead Souls with just one piece eaten, indeed purified the guard's body and mind once through.

"How do you feel?"

"I feel my mind is very empty, all worries seem to have dissipated at this moment, my whole person feels as if it has undergone sublimation..."

The guard's answer, and his expression entering Sage Mode, made Aldarp stare blankly, stunned.

"These pickles, are they really this miraculous?"

Aldarp's expression was uncertain; he who privately colluded with Demons was actually also somewhat vigilant against the erosion of demonic power.

After trying a piece of pickle and feeling its miraculous purification effect, Aldarp then temporarily forgave the adventurer who had once offended him.

And when he proposed wanting more Goddess Pickles, he was told by the other party the goods were very seldom available.

"At least four hundred thousand eris per jar, I also expended tremendous effort and cost to obtain them..."

"Buy, do I, Aldarp, look like I'm short on money?"

(Chapter End)