Chapter 74: Godly Potion Master

Chapter 74: Godly Potion Master

In the Golden Pouch Auction House, a butler led Gerald to the private office of the director.

They sat opposite each other. Gerald put on a disguise once more. Before coming here he dumped all the loot he collected in the last few days in a nearby general store. It brought him a few extra gold coins.

He then quickly visited a shop and got himself the cheapest second-hand cloak he could find. No point in wasting money on one-use items.

He also bought a new box for his potions.

"Before we start, I would like to say a few words," he stated.

"Oh?"

Gerald made himself comfortable on the couch and then said, "I don't appreciate having some lowly rats follow me I only just arrived in the capital, and I didn't want to start killing already I will let it slide this once, but if it happens again, you can forget about any further cooperation between us."

"I don't know what you are tal-"

Gerald slammed his hand on the table, "Don't push your luck, Miss Emily! My patience has its limits! Also, why don't you call your friend from yesterday to join us? Eavesdropping can be misunderstood as a sign of hostility." He casually pointed at an empty wall.

The casual passive-aggressive move made Emily Rosecloud's forehead sweat bullets.

'How does he know?!' she screamed in her mind.

After a short while, a light knock was heard on the door and an elegant young man came in.

He pushed the boxes in front of Gerald and opened them for the later to examine.

Gerald's eyes enlarged and he wanted to laugh out loud, but he somehow managed to suppress his excitement. The only sound that came out of him made it seem like he was not happy at all.

"Aaah, what did I expect" he sighed loudly. "I guess this barely qualifies as something. Too bad I am in a hurry, otherwise I could wait a few days longer."

He placed his box on the table and said, "I am a man of my word. Here are your twenty Swiftness Potions. Do with them what you will"

He picked up the small wooden boxes with herbs and stood up to leave.

"Master G, please wait! Are you going to visit us again in the future?" Miss Emilly quickly asked.

"Heh, maybe" Gerald chuckled with his fake raspy voice. "Don't expect too much, Miss Emily. After all, I didn't feel your sincerity at all Farewell!"

Soon, every trail of this mysterious old man disappeared. The only things left behind were the attire he wore and a few fancy boxes, spread across the city.

Back in the Auction House, Arthur walked to the wall and rubbed it with his hand. His brows furrowed as he spoke to himself, "How did he know? And he said 'friend from yesterday', did he know I was here back then already?"

"I have no idea. Honestly, that guy gives me the creeps. Even though I can't see his eyes I feel like he can see through me. It's so unnerving," Emily shook hard just at the thought of Gerald's voice.

Arthur smiled once again when he took a look at the potions, "His voice is obviously fake, but it matters not! At least we have these things now. I wonder if our alchemists can reverse-engineer them?"

Emily's eyes shone with greed and her breathing sped up, "Do you think they can do it?"

"We won't know unless we try"