Twilight gradually enveloped the kingdom.

The true posture of the magician nation is displayed in front of the three of them in front of the Yahara family.

The magicians float on reddish-brown rooftops that resemble withered earth, reminding Yahara of watching the hovering cars and viaducts in the Dragon Ball manga.

Perhaps it was getting late, and the people with hurried faces on the flying broomsticks were in the majority, flying in a graceful arc across the sky towards their destination.

In contrast, the three of them walking on the ground were particularly conspicuous, perhaps because of the two strange signs at the door.

A magician riding a broom in a circle, a soldier walking in a triangle stand side by side.

Ignoring the disdainful glances that came from his perception, Yahara didn't fluctuate in his heart, scanning the signs hanging on the shops on both sides, and striding forward with Zero Yuko and Irena in stride.

After the three of them, they came to a hotel with a simple appearance and a quiet atmosphere.

The lobby of the inn is very simple, with a simple green and brown outfit, but it has a natural fragrance.

Looking at the front desk staff with bright blonde hair and a few freckles on his face, Yehara took the initiative to negotiate: "Hello, I want to open two rooms, is there any free?" ”

The blonde lady frowned at the strange trio, who seemed to be wearing a star brooch that symbolized the witch?

There is an inexplicable pressure on this man's temperament, and it is not a violation of the store rules in general.

"Excuse me?" Looking at the blonde lady who was uncertain, Yahara sighed in his heart, could it be that people who can't fly can't check in, right?

"No problem, sir, the formalities have been completed. The cost of one night for two rooms is two silver coins, to be paid at the time of departure. With a pleasant smile again, the blonde lady handed Yahara a card.

The location of the room is clearly written on it.

When she saw the three of them disappear around the corner of the wall, she let out a long sigh of relief, covered her beating heart, and turned pale.

I can't have such a terrible pressure unintentionally, and I must not disobey this man!

Letting Zero Yuko and Irena who had regained her senses rest in peace, Yahara returned to his room.

Looking at the soft large bed that took up almost half of the room, Yahara gently waved his right hand in the air, and in an instant, thirty bottles of healing medicine appeared neatly in front of him.

Since there are magicians, then there will definitely be such a thing as potions, and even the profession of apothecary is not impossible.

In Yahara's current understanding, since ordinary humans can't use magic except for magicians, a high-quality healing medicine containing magic will inevitably be sought after.

There may be ordinary humans who have studied medicine and successfully developed drugs with wide applicability, but with the "pharmacist's favor" characteristic of turning decay into magic, Yahara has enough confidence to crush them.

Thirty bottles are enough to bargain with the owner of the pharmacy.

Looking up at the windows on the ceiling, they were supposed to be placed to make it easier for magicians to fly with broomsticks, and it has a sense of regional characteristics.

Looking out the window at the lights like fireflies on a summer night, Yehara put away the healing medicine on the bed, and shouted silently with a sigh of relief: "The logic is twisted. ”

Distort the direction of the current target's gravity!] 】

Without applying the Light Body Technique, Yahara's body floated up like a feather, opening the latch and flying straight to the path of the magician.

Perhaps the darkness makes it easier for people to cause accidents in flight, so that there is only one person left in the bustling sky.

After shaking his head and sighing, Yahara began to search the sky aimlessly, trying to find the store that sold healing potions.

......

Looking at the shop with green ivy entwined on the signboard, there are a few big words "medicine store" crookedly spelled on it.

Secretly complaining in his heart about the simplicity of the signboard, Yehara fell straight into the house from the skylight, landing steadily without stirring up a trace of dust.

"Why another one? Going to miss Hansen's party soon?! With a little muttering, a big oily bald head appeared in front of Yahara.

Wearing round-rimmed glasses, the big bald head was a little impatient to treat the man who looked like a 'male' magician on the other side, using the coarsest bandages and alcohol.

"That's... Do you have healing medicine here? Looking at the neatly arranged boxes behind the counter, which smelled of medicine, Yahara thought to himself that he had come to the right place.

"What healing medicine? I don't want shoddy-made broken things! "He continued to bandage without raising his head, his strength seemed to be a little stronger, and the black-haired 'male' magician's face was distorted in pain.

Seeing this, Yahara's face became gloomy, and in an instant, he regained his composure, pretending to take out a bottle from his pocket, and said, "A real potion!" ”

The last two words finally caught the attention of the big bald head, he leaned on his round-framed glasses, and looked at Yahara suspiciously: "What you said is true?" ”

Potions are incredibly valuable and have all sorts of unexpected effects. However, due to its difficulty in making, the procedure is complicated, and it is guaranteed by the Wizards' Guild.

It not only ensures the credibility of the quality of the potion to the greatest extent, but also determines that no one will touch it without knowing it, otherwise it will be greeted by the endless arrest of the witches.

Seeing that the big bald head was still skeptical, Yahara looked at the 'male' magician who had been holding back and not making a sound, and the dim light and the constant keeping his head down made him unable to see his appearance clearly.

Noticing that he didn't react, Yahara ripped off the bandage of the big bald head, revealing the horrific blood on his skin, opened the cork of the healing medicine, and slowly poured dark purple liquid onto the wound.

A pleasant, fresh medicinal fragrance suddenly wafted through the air, and the big bald head stared at the signs of the liquid with his eyes wide open.

Visible to the naked eye, the scars on the 'male' magician's arms quickly stopped bleeding, clotted the blood scabs, and then fell off to form new skin, barely noticeable.

Surprised by the speed at which his arm recovered, the 'male' magician got up excitedly and bowed deeply to Yahara: "My name is Saya, thank you very much for your help!" ”

He knew exactly how outrageous the value of a potion was, let alone how powerful it was.

With neat short hair and a cute face that looks like a male neutral, Yahara felt shocked, this person in front of him was actually a girl?!

"Uh... It's okay, and you've done me a favor, and you don't owe each other. Hurriedly turning to look at the big bald head who was already in a daze, Yahara stabilized his mind and continued to ask:

"Now you should believe it, right?"

"Of course! Of course! Please be sure to trade in our store, that bastard Hansen almost caused me to lose such a valuable customer, it is unforgivable! Turning out a handkerchief from his pocket to tidy up his appearance, the big bald head hurriedly turned himself upside down more energetically.

"Sir, I'm ready."