Crimson Blood Tavern, second floor secret room

"You say, I'm falling into a deadly trap that I don't know about?" "One-Eye", sitting in his chair, was not frightened by Cheese's words. Or he was frightened, but his horror could not be expressed because of the change of voice. But in short, the leader of the underground world of the royal city did not react in any way because of the mage's words, and even he gave people the impression that it was too bland.

"You don't look surprised at all?" asked Cheese, still with his hands propped up on the table.

"Hmph, I'm also one of the most well-informed people in this kingdom. What's the use of being surprised if there's a trap that I can't even see in my eyes?Besides, do you know how many people in this room have said something similar to me? I had come to trade with you personally out of curiosity because the shadow was very receptive to you. But if you just want to talk to me about it, you can leave. One-Eyed cocked his feet and said. And it was this action that made Cheese pay attention to some details about the underground leader.

"Okay, well, it looks like you won't believe me if I don't do something. Listen, though there are many ways to get you to endorse the weight of my words. But I believe this is the fastest route. As he spoke, the mage's eyes began to glow with pure magical light. It wasn't like Cheese was going to cast a spell, and for a caster of his level, the magic in his eyes was almost instinctive. In fact, Cheese usually has to deliberately suppress this magic so as not to scare others.

"You...... There seems to be something different about it? Is that how you see things in the dark? It's so convenient. One-Eye's reaction was smaller than the mage had expected, confirming Cheese's suspicion that he had magical items on him, and that the man could not only get his hands on magical items, but might even have a direct connection to their makers.

"Heh, so what I said has some value in your eyes, right? mortal. As the saying goes, the clay man still has three points of fire, and the other party's unfazed appearance has also made the cheese very unhappy, so the mage actually added the word "mortal" with a certain contempt at the end of this sentence.

"Are you angry?" Cheese's words, instead of shocking the other party, made One-Eye catch the change in his mindset, "You're angry just because I didn't show what you wanted?" I didn't expect your strength to be so much, and you would be so angry if you were ignored a little. ”

Cheese's eyes narrowed, and he instantly calmed down when he heard the words "one-eyed". It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over the mage's head. Because the mage realized that he had indeed been angry just now, and the reason for his anger was simply because he had been sarcastically remarked by the ordinary person in front of him. This is a very strange thing, and Cheese has always thought that although his heart is not as solid as a rock, at least there are no obvious flaws. This is also the premise that he dared to make a deal with the devil alone. But now, it's terrible that a person who doesn't even know his appearance can make himself lose his temper just by relying on a few words and actions.

"Sorry, I lost my temper. "But it's not too big of a mistake. Cheese removed his body from the workbench. His voice had regained his composure, but in his heart, the mage was a little more jealous of this masked man.

"So, let's talk about the deadly trap you talked about. Although the voice of the "one-eyed" still could not hear the ups and downs, Cheese dared to assure that the other party's face under the mask must be smiling. At this point, the dominance of this conversation has been firmly grasped by the other party.

"Whew......" Cheese took a soft breath, he suddenly felt like a rabbit being targeted by a fox, and every step under his blind action was a trap that the other party had already designed, "Antidote." Sparrow told me that you got the antidote to the plague from the Apothecary Guild. ”

"You say this?" Hearing Cheese's words, One-Eye froze, but quickly reacted, pulling out a small bottle of pale blue liquid from the mezzanine of the workbench. This small vial of liquid, presented in a delicate glass bottle, looked less like a cure than a cure for the sick, but more like some kind of luxury item specially designed to be sold to the aristocracy.

"What is this?" Cheese was a little dazed by the delicate bottle of liquid that the other party had pulled out. Even if the antidote the mage had envisioned was fake, it shouldn't be like this. And from Cheese's point of view, this potion can't even be called a potion at all, it doesn't seem to contain any magical ingredients, and you must know that most herbs have a trace of magic in them, and even if the potion made from them comes from a mortal, there will be a faint trace of magic.

"It's the antidote you call it. If I'm not mistaken, you're here to buy this from me. "One-eyed" said casually.

The mage reached out and picked up the so-called antidote, unceremoniously opened it, poured out some of the liquid in the bottle in his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then licked it lightly from the tip of his tongue. The expression on his face quickly became serious, and then he mercilessly threw the remaining potion on his hand to the ground, as if to shake off some garbage.

"I didn't expect you to use this kind of thing to deceive your own men. Putting the glass bottle back on the workbench, Cheese said angrily. He felt that the time he had wasted on it was not worth it. The mage turned around and wanted to leave the room, he felt that he had been fooled, this so-called antidote did not have any part that could be called "medicine" at all, and its composition was no different from clear water.

"Ah, please wait a minute. I took the wrong one, this is a love potion for young ladies, who believe that applying this thing to their faces will capture a man's heart. Sorry Mr. Wizard, I've been too inattentive lately. The voice of the "one-eyed" came from behind the cheese, still silent, but it did not prevent a nameless fire from rekindling in the mage's heart.

"Damn, you're ......" Cheese turned his head angrily, he had intended to respond with fierce words to the other party's teasing of him, but when he saw the bottle on the workbench other than the love potion, when he didn't know when it appeared, he swallowed back the foul words he had prepared. Because looking through the cap of the bottle that had been opened, Cheese could clearly see the green magic that permeated the potion, full of the smell of death and decay.

"This bottle is the antidote you want. "One-eyed" said.

"It's not an antidote. Cheese involuntarily walked back to his workbench, and what appeared in front of him was enough to make him forget what he had just been tricked on. The mage carefully picked up the bottle of potion and carefully inhaled some of the green magic breath into his body. Although this act carries a certain amount of risk, it is only a very small dose of the elixir volatilized, and it is quickly decomposed and analyzed after entering the mage's body.

"Can you, then, tell me what this bottle is, since it's not an antidote to the plague?" asked One-Eye, tossing the cap of the potion to Cheese and asking him to put the cap on. In fact, he has long been suspicious of the so-called antidote, but he can't find anyone to identify it, and the person who asked him to sell this potion has a huge background, and "One-Eyed" can't disobey that person's request.

"This thing...... It certainly does not prevent or cure the plague. Because it's the plague itself! The potion you sell will plant the seeds of the plague in the user's body. What they bought was not a life-saving medicine, but a quick route to hell. The mage put the bottle of the ominous green potion back in front of One-Eyed and said.