Chapitre 296: The Scary Nightmare Monster

Peter's words landed, and everyone shifted their eyes over William again. They just had to drop seeking out and kill one gold grade monster. And now they got another loot they couldn't miss, and could easily collect, if they had a way to solve the problem of these bottles.

"Neither do I," William sighed. He knew that blood was worth its weight in gold for alchemists and artisans. It was widely used material for forging and concocting, making him feel little regret in not having more vials to collect it.

"I got few here," Ibra suddenly spoke up, touched his ring, and took out lots of empty bottles.

"Dammit old man! Don't tell me you have a thing for alchemy!" even William got surprised by the grand amount of these bottles.

"I dare you to say old man again!" Ibra got stirred up, glared back at William, while the latter didn't even put any of his threats in his eyes.