Chapter 410 Setting Off

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My plan was to not only spend money but also to make money myself! I wanted to sell rare products, which often times will always sell for nice prices. Dwarves seem to have very few alchemists in their country, they’re very rare. And the enmity they have with elves, who are the most talented for alchemy had hit them hard now, as they require potions to heal from wounds, exhaustion of mining and creating items so much, and also to refill their mana while working, as apparently, high level blacksmithing uses MP.

The dwarves themselves said they were surprised about my potions, which also not only restored HP, which they didn’t really lowered, but also restored their stamina and energy, like drinking very good energy drinks, but without side effects. However, after drinking too many they might get stomachache and the potion stop working properly, so they need to rest for a few hours afterwards.

Nonetheless, they’re still very precious! And thanks to our greenhouses which are growing magic herbs accidentally, and thanks to my Farming and Little Farmer Skills, things are doing well. We even found Mana Herbs, which are used to make Low Quality Mana Potions, if we added some of Lucifer’s blood into the mix, the dragon blood enchanted the healing effects even more, making super high-quality potions.

I had also realized another thing while making potions, I can earn EXP. Indeed, as I made more Potions, I began to notice that my EXP Bar was slowly filling up. It turned out that making one potion usually gave me between 1000 to 5000 EXP, often times only at 1k, but sometimes I got 5k. I am already about to level up after just a week from mass producing potions, so there’s another EXP resource there. I had also thought this might work for stuff such as smithing and crafting, but I’ll have to try it later when I get the specific skills.

Oh also! Harvesting Magic Plants also give EXP, normal ones also granted some little EXP, usually between 100 to 300, but Magic Plants seem to have whole grades similar to items, the higher the grade, the more EXP you get, usually varying from 1000 to 3000… Though the quantity harvested was way less than the quantity of potions made. However, EXP is EXP. I had already thought about doing this more often, especially because I am tireless and my Phantom Familiars can also work for me too, just like slaying monsters with my Phantom Familiars also give me EXP.

“Thank you for the potions girls, I’ll store them for now.” I said, quickly storing all things inside my Inventory. Usually by just touching them it was possible to store my stuff without problems. “With This, we can also sell some more and perhaps we might even get some ties with the dwarves! I want to make some sort of small enterprise to sell my products, this way we can slowly begin independence from just the money Julia provided to us. Aside from the dungeon services, there should be other things. We can eventually teach alchemy to the talented ones at our town, and let them produce potions and other items as well so they can earn their keep.”

“That’s a super good idea!” Said Emeraldine. “Several of those talented at magic are surely talented with alchemy, especially the children. The younger they begin practicing alchemy, the easier it is for them to learn it.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I said with a nod.

“I want to do Alchemy too if it means I can help at earning money!” Said Partner. “But am I talented for it?”

“Well you can do Blood Magic, right?” I wondered. “Perhaps it is possible.”

“Hmmm…” Partner seemed doubtful about her capabilities.

“We’ll try once we are done in the dwarf country, let’s go now!” Emeraldine said.

She seemed more cheerful than before. I am pretty sure something is going on with her. I remember she had felt gloomy and a bit angry at my decision of going to the dwarves, mostly she felt nervous due to the enmity dwarves have with the elves, which they love to call “knife ears”, which is a pretty racist term. I had told her that if I caught anybody calling her with some racist slur I was going to beat the shit out of them, it seems she seemed to have cheered up after hearing that.

“Alright you three, you better not incentive your fellow dwarves to call my cute Emeraldine in any way, got it?” I asked the three.

“I-I get it… I’ve never been into elf hating anyways.” Said Darfu.

“Aahhh… Them knife ears are tricky sometimes.” Said Baldur.

“But sure thing boss.” Said Balladur.

“I told you to not call her like that!”

SMACK!

“GAH…!”

I smacked Baldur’s head, which was as hard as coconut.

“Ouch! Ouch! O-Okay, I won’t call her like that!” He cried.

“Apologize!” I roared.

“S-Sorry, Emeraldine!” Baldur, the old dwarf, had to ask forgiveness to Emeraldine.

I guess his pride was mostly within his forging, but about stuff like this, he quickly decided to better apologize than to act prideful, especially because we had already become friends, it wasn’t good to just act like a dick all the time.

“Haha, I’ve grown used to you two, so I don’t really worry. Tough, I am happy you say you were sorry.” Emeraldine said with a gentle smile.

“Tch…” Baldur groaned grumpily, but quickly grew calmer as we set off into the skies.

The twins were already here as well, sitting right in front of me, the two said they wanted the front seats and had been sitting in here talking for a while.

“You guys seem to be excited about flying into the skies, huh?” I teased them a bit.

“I am so excited! I want to go! Come on!” Takeshi said.

“Takeshi! Calm down! Uncle Lucifer is not a car or something!” Sighed Laura.

“Hmmm, you two seem pretty excited about this… Alright, let’s go then! You better appreciate the sight; I’ll fly slowly so you can enjoy the ride!” Lucifer said, quickly flapping his enormous wings.

FLASH!

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