Capítulo 199: 199 K: The Apothecary

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In the heart of a small city of the great empire, nestled away from the bustling streets, lay a quaint tavern that offered solace and refuge to its local patrons. 

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the establishment transformed into a welcoming sanctuary for those seeking respite from the day's toils.

The low, timeworn beams of the tavern were illuminated by the soft, flickering glow of dim lanterns and candles, casting an amber hue that bathed the room in a cozy warmth. The air was filled with the comforting scent of aged wood and the gentle hum of laughter, punctuated by the clinking of mugs and glasses.