Chapter 135: Wizard's Country: The King's Witch
Thinking of the agreement with Anatoly, Yahara smiled bitterly and reluctantly followed. After only one night, the pharmacy was surrounded by a large number of soldiers, and something absolutely happened in it.
"I'm sorry to let me go!" Irena flew to the middle of the many broomsticks with the remnants, skillfully using her magic power to cut through the crowd, and at a glance she saw the big bald head in the center of the encirclement below.
"These potions of mine are genuine, and they don't violate the relevant regulations, so why should they be confiscated?!" Otto's bare scalp was sweating with urgency, and his arms waved to force back the guards who wanted to come forward.
The captain of the guard, who stood at the front with a serious face, held a receipt like a list and said sharply: "There is an order from the king here, this receipt can only prove its quality, but you circulate it privately, and the behavior of selling at a high price is still unforgivable!" ”
"Everybody, get the potion! Closed shop! ”
Hurriedly trying to find Irena, Yahara didn't bother to hide the broom's tracks, and went straight into the crowd with violence, and found the dazzling gray hair.
"Irena, don't be too impulsive when you go out and do things, don't get involved in these things casually!" Angrily whispered and scolded Irena who was laughing and laughing, and Yahara almost couldn't help but shudder, only to feel that his head was too big.
He also heard the guard's words just now, as a potion dealer, he naturally didn't want to stay longer, what if the future potion sales plan was ruined because of this incident?
Think about the big picture.
Just as Yahara noticed that no one was paying attention to him and wanted to pull Irena away secretly, a rough and excited cry shattered his plans.
"That's him! He gave me the potion! ”
It's like dropping a bomb in the calm waters of a lake, stirring up a thousand waves.
All the mages on broomsticks and the guards who were staring at Otto all focused their eyes on Yahara, and the originally mild sunlight was a little hotter at this time.
"Don't move, the dark-haired man over there..... Please come and explain the situation, and the rest of us will disperse! ”
The captain of the guard was about to instruct his subordinates to control the black-haired man who suddenly appeared, when the guard who had seen the magic of the flame 'magic' of the night could not help but whisper a reminder.
No one would choose not to know each other to confront the power of the country, and as the captain of the guard gave the order, the crowd of onlookers quickly dispersed in groups of birds and beasts, and only the three of them were left in the venue in an instant.
"That's... Boss Otto also said, I don't think I've sinned. Trying to show himself as harmless to humans and animals, Yahara smiled and glanced at the vigilant guards.
I don't know why, maybe it's because of the immortal and immortal characteristics brought by the ghost king's physique, He sometimes unconsciously despises people who used to be like him.
It's as if the detachment is looking at the bugs that are still crawling in the mud.
The captain of the guard glanced at Otto, who was trembling with fear, and kept his tone calm: "Of course not, it's just that due to the order of the king of the country of magicians, we need to find the source of this batch of potions." ”
"I hope you don't embarrass us, sir."
The sensitive intuition made Yahara smell a hint of ominous breath, looking at Irena Dodging the big eyes that didn't dare to look at each other, he was a little helpless, didn't he just see a king? Anyway, I can't die now.
"Irena, Zero, you can do whatever you want, I'll deal with this matter first." After glaring at Irena fiercely, Yahara told Zero-Yuzi to be careful, and then stuffed her with a dozen gold coins.
"Let's go."
Passing through the red-roofed houses that looked like huge windmills, Yahara looked up surrounded by guards and saw a huge and gorgeous royal palace, the palace built on the mountain was like a huge magic wand leaning against the mountains, revealing a strong element of magicianism.
After handing over the personnel at the gate, Yahara entered the palace with the new guards and walked all the way into the huge hall gate.
The empty and mysterious hall had only one path to the huge throne in front of it, and the rest of the hollowed-out stone revealed a bottomless black hole.
In addition, the ceiling is decorated with stars and moons, and the walls on both sides are inlaid with unknown beautiful patterns, rendering the word beauty.
Suddenly, a pleasant but majestic voice came from the throne in front of him: "You are the maker of the potion [Haiyan]? ”
Petrels? Yahara quickly guessed that it was Otto's name for the sale, so he said with a grin: "That's right, what is the king looking for me for?" ”
"The effect of this potion is very good, the effect is fast, and the sequelae are small."
Hearing these words of praise, Yahara couldn't help but look up at the figure sitting upright on the throne.
Wearing a diamond-studded witch costume, wearing a wide triangular hat with gold thread hooks, her face is beautiful and at the same time with a touch of majesty, and she is playing with a magic wand with a silver edge and a gold body, interpreting from head to toe: I am a witch!
As if guessing what Yahara was about to say, the king of the country of magicians slowly got up, raised his small chin slightly, and said confidently: "That's right, I am both a witch and the king of this country. ”
"Katerina, the witch of the king!"
Coughing dryly, Yahara admitted that his imagination was too rigid, and subconsciously judged that the witch was a witch and the king was a king, but he didn't think of the possibility of communication between the two.
"King Katarina, if you came to me to praise the potion for its efficacy, then you don't have to." Looking at Katerina's proud figure, Yahara admitted that she was indeed much better than Irena as a witch.
Hearing this, Caterina stepped on the delicate witch boots and instantly bounced off the throne, her slender and round long legs did not sway a trace of fat, and she maintained the most basic calmness and said:
"Don't you know how hard the value of this potion hits the market in this country?"
"The reason why potions are precious is because of its small quantity, high quality, and the guarantee of the Witch Guild, which allows it to be released smoothly."
"And as soon as you made a move, you took out dozens of bottles of high-quality potions, coupled with the marketing strategy of that money-greedy boss, completely broke the balance of potion sales, and even the sale of ordinary wound potions was hindered."
"The Great Age of Genes"
After finishing the lines that had been brewing in one breath, the loose witch costume could no longer hide Katerina's chest that fluctuated due to her shortness of breath.
She held her wand tightly in her hand, and her beautiful blue eyes stared at Yahara like a predatory beast, as if she could summon a magical attack such as lightning strikes and wind blades at any moment.
A series of rebukes made Yahara confused, he never thought that the potion he made casually could have such a big reaction, why don't he go back and try it with water to weaken the medicinal properties?
Seeing that Yahara remained silent, Caterina had no way to vent her resentment, and gradually calmed down, she also realized that the other party was unintentional.
With a flick of the wand, a blurry wind blade instantly rolled up at the black hole to the left of the throne, rolling the slag on the edge of the middle path and falling into the depths with a bang.
Whew~ It's comfortable now.