Chapter 68: If You’re Not Here for a Date, Don’t Look for Her

Chapter 68: If You’re Not Here for a Date, Don’t Look for Her

Viktor sat quietly in the study when he heard a knock on the door.

A gentle breeze passed by, and the study door opened automatically.

Henie stood at the doorway, cautiously walking into the study.

She approached Viktor with her head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to face Viktor directly.

She could only occasionally raise her gaze to steal a glance at him.

Viktor's gaze freely examined Henie.

A black robe covered her body, also concealing Henie's succubus allure.

Who could have imagined that this usually unremarkable girl had such high specifications?

Henie should be the most well-endowed that Viktor had seen so far.

Viktor shook his head, moving his gaze away from Henie, and spoke:

"What's the matter?"

Henie, with her head lowered, reported to him in a faint voice:

"Some families want to cooperate with you."

"Cooperate?"

Viktor was a bit confused, not quite understanding what Henie was saying.

Seeing this, Henie explained:

"Last night, many nobles sent messages to your item shop, mostly wanting to discuss cooperation regarding the magic potions."

Viktor tapped his fingers on the desk. As expected, people had started to pay attention to this aspect?

Although the price of magic potions was very expensive, the effect was equally remarkable. Mages who truly needed them generally wouldn't lack money to purchase these powerful items.

Some people were planning to get a piece of the pie?

Viktor had always been unclear about the item shop's affairs because Lia was in charge of handling them.

As for Henie...

Viktor remembered that after she woke up, she kept telling Lia how embarrassed she was to be taken care of like this, saying she wanted to help out around the house.

Afterwards, Lia seemed to have taken Henie under her wing, letting her temporarily be her little assistant.

Originally, Henie's job at the academy was a teaching assistant, so she could also double as an assistant here.

It just so happened that yesterday, while he and Lia went to attend the banquet, Henie stayed at the item shop for a day.

But things weren't quite as Viktor had imagined. Henie continued:

"They want me to ask if you have more stock of your magic potions."

"Oh?"

Viktor was puzzled and gestured for Henie to continue:

"They said they hope you can let them purchase these magic potions in bulk. They will buy at a price 100 geos higher than the cost price."

"Then they will sell your magic potions in their family shops and other cities, sharing the profit at the original cost price with you at a 30-70 split, with 70% being yours."

Viktor pondered,

These families, wanting to do charity now?

Actually, after calculating the returns, these families weren't exactly being charitable.

Even if the profit was only 100, they would still make money.

But this didn't account for miscellaneous expenses like shop management and manual transportation.

For Viktor, who knew the truth, these people were just coming to give him money.

These people had somehow heard rumors that the actual cost of these magic potions was only 300 geos.

Viktor thought this might be information deliberately spread by Lia.

And the real cost? Just some fruit worth less than a few coins.

Even if Lia sold them at what they believed to be the cost price, and then set a standard price of 1000 geos for other shops to sell, the 700 profit gained would still be a huge sum.

And 70% of that 700 geos would go to Viktor.

Their bulk purchase price was even higher than the cost price.

They would earn even less.

Since the Demon War affair had ended, Gwen had been at home on vacation these past few days, resting and recuperating.

Viktor nodded to them and continued to wait, leaning against the carriage.

Creak—

As the main door opened, a woman walked out.

Her purple long hair first caught Viktor's eyes, and as he looked at her face, Viktor frowned slightly.

The person who came out was not Gwen, but her sister.

Kevra.

"Yahoo~ If it isn't Viktor."

Kevra squinted her eyes and smiled lightly, raising one hand in a claw-like gesture and scratching at the air.

A very peculiar way of greeting.

At this moment, looking at Kevra who was greeting him so energetically, Viktor felt a sense of déjà vu.

After all, this character who had never appeared in the game before had survived.

If players were to really appear in the future, then how would Gwen's elder sister join the plot, and in what capacity?

Viktor wasn't sure, he hadn't considered these things before.

After all, his primary goal was still to 'survive'.

To survive, Viktor needed to become stronger, even stronger.

If he still couldn't avoid the death ending, then he would become even more powerful, powerful enough to...

Ignore everyone.

His momentary daze was mistaken by Kevra as ignoring her. Kevra blinked, her voice carrying a hint of annoyance.

"What? You're not happy that your sister-in-law came to greet you? You only want Gwen to come out and welcome you, right?"

Coming back to his senses, Viktor nodded, not giving Kevra any face at all.

"Yes."

Kevra: "..."

She shrugged her shoulders, feeling quite helpless.

Faced with this poker-faced brother-in-law, she really had nothing to say.

Forget it, don't get angry, after all, he did save her life.

Although she also paid for it.

But in Kevra's heart, life was always greater than money.

When she was near death, if it weren't for the priceless recovery potions Viktor brought, she might not be standing here talking to Viktor now.

Just this point alone was enough to improve her impression of Viktor.

Kevra let out a breath, calming her emotions, and folded her arms across her chest.

"So? What business do you have with little Gwen?"

"I'll tell you upfront, if you're not here to date her, then don't bother her, she's very busy."

Gwen, who was wiping sweat with a towel and carrying a knight's longsword, walked out looking puzzled.

"Sister? Who are you talking to... Viktor!?"

Viktor looked down at Kevra, his eyes carrying a hint of mocking ridicule.

"Is this what you call very busy?"

Kevra covered her face with one hand, not wanting to face Viktor.

At this moment, she absolutely didn't want to see her stupid sister who had just slapped her own face.

Gwen, who had arrived at the entrance, saw Viktor and her tone became somewhat displeased:

"Why are you here?"

Hearing her tone, Viktor cupped his chin, thinking about his previous actions, wondering if he had offended her somehow, but after much thought, he still couldn't understand.

So Viktor decided to get straight to the point.

He looked at the knight's silver sword in Gwen's hand, thought for a moment, and said in a tone very familiar to Gwen.

"...Want to practice?"