Kapitel 14: Chapter 14 An old friend came late at night
After seeing the magical effect of the potion, Vivian's enthusiasm for becoming an alchemist has increased significantly, and her hands holding the pestle have become more stable.
If you can't use magic in front of people, then try another way to cure diseases and save lives!
In addition, after the potion is refined, she can also get a commission of 1 copper coin for each bottle.
Having experienced the days of being unable to move without money, she deeply understands the importance of money.
However, compared to the cleaning potion that can be prepared by simply boiling, Vivian still experienced a realistic beating when refining the hemostatic potion.
Bang!
The boiling liquid in the pot exploded without warning.
Fortunately, Vivian got Charlotte's reminder in advance, and a water shield rose in front of the explosion at the moment of the explosion, blocking the boiling solution coming in front of her.
"What's going on? Didn't I do it strictly according to the order?" Vivian was confused.
"The third stirring direction was wrong. The reverse stirring destroyed the stability of the solution, and then it exploded." Charlotte leaned against the door and said calmly.
"Is that so."
Vivian suddenly realized and showed a somewhat ashamed expression. She poured out the remaining red liquid in the pot, then silently chanted a spell and cast a water cleaning spell. A water belt swam like a spirit snake and quickly cleaned the messy alchemy room.
Charlotte's mouth twitched. Sure enough, magic is the first productivity. She drooled with envy.
Vivian has a good talent in potion refining. Her affinity for water elements allows her to more easily control the state of the potion in the pot.
Without continuing to pay attention to her, Charlotte began to study the formula of the 'hydrating essence'.
This is the formula of the 'recovery potion' that the original body bought from the black market, but the finished product refined according to the formula has no significant effect on injury recovery, so it was considered waste.
After Charlotte's hype, the waste product renamed as 'hydrating essence' has become the most expensive and profitable product in the clinic.
Although it is not clear whether the landlady and the horse-faced male demon will buy it back, Charlotte is still ready to refine another batch.
The net profit from selling a bottle is more than 700 copper coins. This money is too easy to make!
The beautiful afternoon was spent in the busyness of the two. It was completely dark. The two felt hungry and stopped working.
Dinner was two loaves of black bread, one for each person.
Charlotte was very relieved to see Vivian eating with relish.
Such a bad black bread can make people feel happy like Michelin. This employee is not hypocritical and easy to support.
Charlotte, who has eaten black bread for two consecutive days, couldn't stand it first.
He has already thought about it. He will pay the rent tomorrow, leaving money for the purchase of medicine materials. The remaining money must be used to find someone to build a kitchen on the second floor to cook and improve the food.
Eating bread every day will make you a bread man sooner or later!
"By the way, I told my neighbor that I have a new employee, an orc girl, so starting tomorrow, you have to wear this wig to meet people." Charlotte took out the wig she bought at noon and handed it to Vivian.
"Orc girl?" Vivian looked at the black wig in her hand, identified the direction, and put it on her head.
With a petite figure, delicate and cute looks, and a pair of black cat ears showing from her hair, she instantly turned into a cute orc girl.
"Well, not bad." Charlotte nodded repeatedly, "But this clothes have to be changed."
"Clothes?" Vivian looked down at her loose black clothes, which were men's clothes stolen when she changed clothes on the road.
Although it was cleaned with water magic, the clothes had been torn into several holes while avoiding pursuit all the way.
Charlotte said with a serious expression: "I will buy you a new set of clothes tomorrow. Remember, your name will be Irene from now on. I am from the Lion Tribe of Stu Grassland and was abducted to the Abyss."
"I am Irene, from the Lion Tribe of Stu Grassland, and was abducted to the Abyss." Vivian repeated.
"You don't want your enemies to know that you are hiding in the clinic, so remember this identity and don't show your true colors in front of others, otherwise I can't protect you."
Vivian nodded repeatedly.
This Xiongshi Tribe is not something Charlotte made up. It is a real orc tribe, and it is a very powerful
tribe. It is said that there are cat-eared girls everywhere in the tribe.
Anna on the cabinet heard the conversation between the two people, and her ears stood up. She poked her little head out to look at the two people, and then shrank back.
After dinner, Charlotte gave the bedding she bought at noon to Vivian and asked her to go upstairs first. She took the tools from the cabinet and prepared to go upstairs to help her fix the bed.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Who is it so late?" Charlotte suddenly became a little nervous, holding the hammer in one hand and the magic spell in the other hand.
The dark night of the abyss, although not as dangerous as the wilderness, is not safe.
Every night, someone dies quietly.
The landlords don't care about your life or death, they can always find the next leek to pay their rent.
Charlotte, a Muggle who can't do magic, runs a profitable clinic, and is the fattest fat sheep in the eyes of many people.
On the first page of the diary, it was written in bold handwriting: Don't open the door to anyone at night!
Charlotte kept quiet, creating the illusion that he seemed to have gone upstairs to sleep.
The knock on the door lasted only a while, and a sword pierced in from the crack of the door.
It was a black sword with a slender blade, but the tip of the sword seemed to be broken, leaving an irregular fracture.
Damn!
Charlotte looked at the sword piercing the crack in the door and knew what the person outside was going to do.
Who was outside the door?
A patient who needed emergency treatment?
An enemy who was originally in Kalva? A killer sent by the Medical Association?
An enemy who was hunting Vivian came to the door?
If it was the first one, there might be room for maneuver.
If it was the latter two, he might be finished tonight.
The black long sword was just lightly lifted up and placed across the door, and the iron rod as thick as an arm was cut into two pieces by a sword.
Charlotte's pupils were infinitely dilated. What kind of magic weapon was this? Or what kind of terrifying strength did the guy outside the door have? !
Dingdang!
The iron rod fell to the ground, and the door slowly opened outward.
At the door of the clinic, there stood a man covered in a black robe. The wide cloak made it impossible to see his face, and it almost blended into the night behind him.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my residence?!" Charlotte's mood sank to the bottom, and his hand holding the magic spell trembled slightly. If a conflict broke out, he would only have one chance.
Moreover, he did not grasp this opportunity to kill the black-robed man in front of him.
"Charlotte. Clayton, don't be so nervous, I'm not here to kill you." The black-robed man took a step forward and walked into the light of the clinic, with a hint of teasing in his low voice.
Although standing under the light, Charlotte still couldn't see his face clearly.
Charlotte never introduced her surname to the people of the abyss, so this black-robed man should be from Kalva, but there was no such old friend in her memory.
The man said that he was not here to kill him, but this did not make him relax.
However, his eyes quickly fell on the feet of the black-robed man. Under his feet, black blood flowed outward, like a strange flower blooming.
"Yes, as you can see, I was injured, very seriously injured." The black-robed man reached out and took off his cloak.
It was a pale face, with almost no blood color, but with firm lines, thick brown curly hair combed back casually, and short brown beard almost connected to the hair.
Those golden eyes were like two bright lights in the darkness, able to see through everything.
This was a human.
Charlotte was sure that he had no memories of this person.
But the other party recognized him and found him when he was seriously injured, perhaps to get treatment?
"Do you need help?" Charlotte asked tentatively.
He could feel the weakness of this person. He was indeed seriously injured and poisoned.
The blood flowing on the ground had begun to corrode the stone floor.
With such a strong toxin in his blood, he could still stand here. It was not scientific at all!
"Maybe it's like this, but unfortunately no one in this world can help me." The man walked to the stone bed and sat down, smiling and lifting the black robe.
At the position of his heart, there was a black spike nailed, and black blood was flowing from here.
Charlotte was startled. The stinger that looked like some kind of monster was as thick as an adult's arm, and the broken end was very flat, so it should have been cut off by a sword.
According to the education he had received, it would be more reasonable for him to lie on the ground at this time, with his heart pierced and poisoned, instead of sitting here with a smile and chatting with him.
"Who are you?" Charlotte looked into the man's eyes and regained her composure.
A dying man suddenly came to the door without asking for treatment, which must be for him.
But he didn't even know who the other party was.
"Joseph Kane." The man smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and then said: "Of course, you should not have heard of me. The last time I saw you, you were only one year old and were held in Lin's arms."
"Do you know my parents?!" Charlotte asked subconsciously.
Lin was his mother's name, but more than ten years ago, his parents died in a wave of monsters defending Kalwa.
"Yes, Nolan, Lin and I are old friends. I'm sorry that I was delayed by other things and couldn't attend their funeral." Joseph's eyes dimmed and his voice became low.
Charlotte could be sure that the man in front of him was an old friend of his parents and had no hostility.
But he suddenly came to his house when he was seriously injured and dying. I think it shouldn't be just to reminisce.
Did he want him to avenge him?
Charlotte glanced at the broken sword in his hand. Even if he was seriously injured and dying, he could easily break the iron rod as thick as his arm. This terrifying strength was completely beyond his cognition. Or did he plan to let him inherit the inheritance?
The inheritance of a super strong man was full of imagination for Charlotte, who was below the poverty line.
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