Chapter 14: Is Your Family's Stuff Made of Gold or Something?

Chapter 14: Is Your Family's Stuff Made of Gold or Something?

The burly men outside grabbed their weapons and started smashing Lias shop.

Even the magic potions placed at the entrance did not escape unscathed.

They were all smashed to bits and pieces.

The azure potions flowed down to the floor, filling the place with the scent of money.

Lia watched their rampage impassively, remaining extremely composed.

Miss Lia, shouldnt we stop them

The voice behind her sounded anxious, aware of the value of those potions even one broken bottle was a huge loss.

Lia sat leisurely on the chair, watching the rioters continue their havoc unhurriedly.

Its fine, let them smash.

The more they smash, the more theyll have to compensate.

Of course, Lia was also aware.

These people were at most some hoodlums sent by someone else. How could they possibly compensate?

Feeling it was about time, she stroked the Sorcerers Hand on her right hand, about to head out.

What are you all doing?!

A voice shouted from outside.

Lia was slightly surprised. Someone was standing up against them?

She stood inside and looked out.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

A noble young lady with blond hair stood beside a carriage, yelling at the tattooed brutes.

Who was that?

Lia looked up and examined the familiar face of the blonde girl, already having the answer in mind.

The Dukes daughter?

Why would she be here? Did she just happen to be passing by?

Or was she here on purpose?

Duke Rivierres daughter Erica was gifted since young, and was still famous and brilliant even now.

Some thought her future achievements would surely surpass that genius Victors.

Including the last time, if it had been Victor flirting with some other familys girl, it wouldnt even be worth making the news headlines.

But Ericas public influence was simply too great.

Lia thought to herself:

Shes probably here doing charity work again, and it would likely cause another wave of publicity for her.

In fact, Erica did not think too much about it.

Although today was a day off, after Victor left, she did not feel like going to the academy to study either.

Because other than Victor the other teachers standards were simply too poor, even worse than herself.

Taking advantage of her day off today, she also gave herself a break to walk around town and relax for a day.

It was also to ease her mood.

As a result, while listening to the servants gossiping, she heard that the Clayvin family had opened a magic items shop in the eastern city of the royal capital.

Clayvin that was Victors surname, she naturally remembered it.

But the eastern city district

Erica was very interested, but the shop was opened in the eastern city district, quite far from her.

Her family lived in the central district, filled with nobles like Erica.

The royal capital was so big that she couldnt even tour the entire central district in a day.

But she still decided to go take a look.

A shop owned by Professor Victors family what would they sell?

As a result, after spending half an hour riding a carriage here, she saw a group of people wrecking havoc in front of the magic shop.

The Clayvin family crest was hanging over the shop this was indeed Victors business.

The scale was not very big quite tiny compared to other prosperous shops. Just this point alone would deduct many points.

But she was not here to grade it. Seeing people smashing the shop, Erica felt a natural anger rise up.

What are you all doing?

Her delicate shout rang out as the young lady stepped out of her carriage like the moon surrounded by stars.

Many passersby saw her and couldnt help but gasp in surprise.

Its Erica Duquois!

Simply put, there was no one who did not recognize this kind and beautiful young lady.

Erica also heard for the first time that selling things had purchase limits.

Especially when trying to compensate, the other party was actually unwilling to take more.

She thought for a bit the family head mentioned was clearly Victor.

But only being able to buy two bottles piqued Ericas interest.

Could these things really have some magical effects?

Thus, she picked up an undamaged bottle of potion and asked Lia:

What effects do these have?

Lia looked at her with a smile and explained:

For restoring magic power.

Erica found it hard to believe.

She had never heard of something that could restore magic power before.

She wanted to buy some to bring back for research, but the broken shards on the ground also made her hesitate.

Soon though, Erica affirmed her intent.

Words spoken could not be taken back, and Victor had taught her so much knowledge after all.

So what if she spent this money to compensate today? Shell just consider it even with Victor!

Thus, she directly said:

Im Professor Victor Clayvins student. Since Ive witnessed his shop being damaged before my eyes, I cannot just stand by.

I will compensate based on material costs and labor fees, but with one condition.

Hearing Ericas words, Lia raised her eyebrows.

I want to buy up all the remaining potions too.

She cared more than anyone about matters relating to magic.

So she planned to bring them back for research.

Upon hearing this, Lia looked back at the remaining undamaged goods on the shelves.

There were only ten bottles left.

Seeing this, she didnt care about Victors rules anymore, and nodded.

Victor had said he did not fear anyone researching the potion ingredients, because besides him, no one could make them.

Lia thought it required some special magic to craft, and since he already said that, she naturally wouldnt worry about any trade secrets being leaked.

Since Miss Erica is being so generous, I shall not decline.

Then, including labor and material costs, 300 gold per broken bottle, the rest remain original price.

Hearing this, Erica readily agreed as well.

Deal.

Lia passed the ten bottles of potion to Ericas maid, and reached out to receive the compensation money and normal potion cost from the maid.

Looking at Erica before her, Lia clicked her tongue in marvel. Throwing out thousands just because she was Victors student?

She really wondered what kind of love potion that heartless scoundrel poured into this young lady.

After Erica left, Lia took out another fifty bottles from the shop, still priced at one thousand gold each, and continued selling.

The mages passing by who saw her take out another fifty bottles after that were half-fainted.

So you had stock left after all.

In the alley.

The burly tattooed rioters from before lay scattered in the corners, half-dead.

Their bodies exhibited different wounds, an extremely miserable sight.

Who sent you all.

A cloaked figure stood there, only revealing the upper half of her face and green pupils.

She held a wooden sword to the head of the tattooed brute leader.

He lay on the ground, limbs all broken.

The pain made him wish he could just pass out on the spot.

But the wooden sword hovering over his head still made him scream out hoarsely in panic.

Its its Duke Rivierre! Duke Rivierre!

He hurriedly reported the mastermind, hoping to exchange a sliver of life from the cloaked figure.

Bang!

The wooden sword swung down and the tattooed brute finally fainted as he wished.

Then, she dragged him by the leg, step by step, pulling him out of the alley.