"Hey, have you heard? The Mercenary Guild is ready to supply a large number of potions to the interior!"

"Really, is it possible that the Mercenary Guild has cooperated with the Apothecary Guild?"

"Probably not, how can the Apothecary Guild supply potions to the Mercenary Guild openly... Maybe Your Excellency has found a new source of potion, right?"

In the bar near Adventure Street, groups of mercenaries gathered, holding huge oak cups, while heroically pouring a cup of bitter ale wine with 4 copper dandings into their stomachs, while exchanging all kinds of information loudly.

"I guess too, in order to get enough potions, our Mercenary Guild has paid a lot of price to the Pharmacists Guild, how can the vampire of the Pharmacists Guild be willing to give up the fat sheep of our Mercenary Guild...... Hey! Big ass**! Here's another glass of bitter ale!"

Although for these mercenaries who licked the blood with their knife heads, they also consumed a cup of sweet ale wine with 6 copper danding, or a cup of rye wine with 8 copper danding, but this bitter ale wine with a rich taste and a somewhat bitter aftertaste was the most suitable for their taste.

The ale is delicious only when it is poured in large gulps, and the mercenaries' heroic way of drinking it always elicits the excited cheers of the plump, sexy/sensual waitresses in the bar.

And the bitterness that after reaching deep into the stomach pouch, the wheat aroma and sweetness that swirled with a loud belch, like the bulging breasts and round thighs of the barmaids, made the mercenaries deeply intoxicated.

Until they are old, sitting on the broken chaise longue basking in the sun, they will squint their dim eyes more than once, trying to remember the bitter and sweet taste.

"That's right, the Apothecary Guild in terms of the supply of potions, the matter of suppressing the development of our Mercenary Guild is not only limited to our Kelan City, the water behind this is deep, I heard that it is a game between many big people..."

"Whatever, the matter between the big guys, how can we little mercenaries interfere, as long as the guild has a share of potions to supply, I heard when the supply will start?"

"It should have been the past two days, and our head of the group has already contacted some of the heads of the group to ask His Excellency the President for an extra share of the potion. ”

"Do you only supply mercenary groups? What about us freelance mercenaries... Here, give me another drink... No, let's have a bucket!"

A large mercenary angrily slammed the empty oak cup like a war hammer on the thick log table, making a "tom!" sound, but it didn't attract anyone's attention except the barmaid, and he didn't even complain, which is all too common in mercenary-infested bars.

"Don't worry, in the hall of the Mercenary Guild, an announcement has been posted that the first batch of potions will be given priority to the mercenaries registered in our Kelan City, as long as you bring your own mercenary card, you can go to the counter of the Mercenary Guild to receive your own potion quota for this month!"

Another mercenary at the same table as the big mercenary comforted him: "From a large mercenary group with more than 1,000 people, a medium-sized mercenary group with about 500 people, and a small mercenary group with less than 100 people, you can get different portions of potions, and even small mercenary teams and single free mercenaries can also get one with their mercenary cards!"

"Damn, but I'm registered in Zoran City, and I'm just passing through Koran City on a mission..."

The big mercenary hammered the table in disappointment, and said unrelentingly: "Is it possible to receive the potion quota only if you register in Coran City?"

"Well, that's what it says in the announcement, saying that it will be given priority to the mercenaries in this city, and if there is a surplus of potions, maybe it will be for you mercenaries from outside the city, right?"

"I heard from the head of the regiment that this time the Coran branch has made a lot of money in order to improve the strength of its mercenaries, and each mercenary group can buy 10 bottles of potions per person at the price of 4 silver jims according to the number of registered people..."

As he spoke, the mercenary at the table secretly pulled the cork from the large mercenary oak barrel and filled the empty oak cup with a glass of bitter ale.

Then he said regretfully: "Those are all black iron intermediate-grade potions, even in our Kelan City, the origin of the elixir, we have to sell for 1 bottle of Jintaran!"

The big mercenary said in annoyance: "I knew that this was the case, and I also came to Kelan City to register!"

"You can transfer your mercenary status from Zoran City to our Coran City, and it only costs 10 Quintalan! It's much more cost-effective than spending 12 silver jims in other cities to buy a black iron intermediate potion!"

After stealing a glass of ale from the big mercenary again, the mercenary at the same table, who should be a thief, reminded the big man: "If you can buy 10 bottles of black iron intermediate potion for the price of 4 silver jims every month, you are equivalent to saving 8 Quintalan!

"And don't forget, don't talk about the black iron intermediate elixir, even if it is the black iron primary elixir, it is not so easy to buy!

Probably because he stole several glasses of bitter ale from a large man, the thief kindly gave him an idea: "In addition, you may not use all of the 10 bottles of potions per month, if you go on a mission, when you pass through other cities, you can sell them to mercenaries in other cities for 12 silver jims!"

The big guy was stunned, yes! The potion is not ale, who would drink and play without anything?

If you are carrying out some escort missions that are not dangerous, if you are lucky, there will be no battle at all, so that there will definitely be a surplus of 10 bottles of potions per month, and you can earn several times the difference in price by selling them at once!

The big man slapped the table in surprise: "Yes, I'll go back to Zoran City to go through the transfer procedures! Hey, brother, thank you! This barrel of ale is ready for you!"

With that, he hurried out of the bar, the thief looked at the big guy who ran away, smiled slyly, drank half a glass of bitter ale in his hand, and did not continue to enjoy the barrel of ale that the big man gave him, after touching the butt of the barmaid who passed by, he stood up leisurely, and left Shi Shiran amid the screams and curses of the waitress, as well as the laughter of other mercenaries.

But a short time after he had left, the big man rushed back with a tomahawk in a rage, yelling, "Damn the mouse! Get out of here, get Uncle Binohan's money bag back!!

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

At the same time, in the Apothecary Guild of Coran City, a voice roared with the same anger: "Where did that bastard Clark get the source of the potion?"

Several middle-aged people dressed in gray apothecary robes looked at the frantic president with a chill, all with innocent expressions, even the spies sent by the Apothecary Guild to the Kelan branch of the Mercenary Guild did not find out the information in advance, and the person in charge of the pharmacy would know about it.

Looking at the guild leader walking around like an angry lion, a middle-aged pharmacist guessed, "Maybe it's the potion transferred from other cities by the mercenary headquarters?"

"Are you a stupid donkey with long ears?"

The guild leader stared viciously at the middle-aged pharmacist who spoke: "How many potions does the Mercenary Guild only have in their hands, how can it be transferred to the Mercenary Guild Branch in such a low-risk area as Kelan City in such a large amount?"

Several middle-aged pharmacists glanced at each other, and another pharmacist said cautiously, "Could it be the Pharmacy School of Kemo University?"

"Fools, if the Pharmacy Academy of the University of Science and Technology is willing to produce potions, it will be the mercenary guild's turn to cooperate with them!"

The president of the Apothecary's Guild wanted to beat up these brainless subordinates, but didn't these fools have anything else in their heads except potion bottles and stirring sticks?

"Conspiracy! This must be a conspiracy!"

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he shouted angrily, "It must be a good thing done by that Lemley's potion workshop!!"

In the past few days, several members of the People's Congress have suddenly taken a certificate of ownership of the violet ointment formula issued by the [Seven Continents Federation for the Protection of Private Rights and Interests] to declare to the Civil Affairs Council that the Lymli Pharmacy Workshop, which had been forcibly banned before, had the legal qualification to produce medicines.

They demanded the release of the Brown family, the operators of the Lumley Apothecary, who were in custody, and the special potion production tools confiscated by the Pharmacists' Association.

The authority of the [Seven Continents Private Rights Protection Federation] is much greater than that of their small One City Pharmacy Association!

Now that they have taken out the certificate of ownership of the formula to prove that this medicine has been recognized by the "Seven Powers Alliance", they have no reason to continue to detain the Brown family, who "privately" produce the medicine because they do not have the qualifications of pharmacists, as well as the strange set of pharmaceutical production tools used by the other party.

But the problem is that although the general composition of the violet ointment has been figured out, it is not so simple to study the detailed ratio, as soon as the other party takes out the formula ownership certificate of the Seven Powers Alliance, even if they have researched the detailed ratio of the medicine, without the permission and authorization of the other party, it is also impossible to produce this medicine!

And the most hateful thing is that the Brown family, who were detained in the Pharmacists Guild a few days ago, disappeared overnight for no reason, and they couldn't hand over anyone at all.

Thinking about what happened at the Storm Wolf Mercenary Regiment's station, it was obviously the mysterious mage team behind Lymly's Potion Workshop who made a move!

This made the president of the Apothecary Guild a little panicked, because of this matter, the adult was already very unhappy, if he didn't deal with this matter as soon as possible, I am afraid that it would not only be as simple as losing the position of the president of the Apothecary Guild.

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Lao Sao: Recommend an old author's book "Eternal Escape" A young man who follows bad luck but always walks with good luck, from the moment he wakes up, this world is destined to become the world of his world......