The Witcher: Elemental Lords

That person was silent for a moment, then directly picked up the item. “I understand. Let's trade.”

“Five thousand gold coins.”

“Five thousand five.”

“Deal.”

Dore also didn't want to waste words with others. His need for level five poisonous herbs sent a signal that he wanted to concoct level five poison. Even level four experts would have difficulty immediately resisting such poison. Offending such a pharmacist was something no force would want to do.

That person turned, revealing a deep gaze, and then left.

Next, Dore encountered all sorts of people, spending all the gold coins on him in one go before canceling the task.

Among these people, apart from a small number who obtained poisonous herbs through luck, most were secretive, afraid of having their true faces known, which made Dore somewhat solemn.

Pharmacists, whether among ordinary people or professionals, have a strong deterrent effect. After all, they are synonymous with large-scale destruction.

At the same time, various families also received the news that Dore was massively purchasing various level five and above poisonous herbs at the Adventurers Guild.

Most forces fell silent, while some became even more eager.

There are countless forces in Waltz City. In addition to large families, there are also many small organizations, nobles, and underground forces. One underground organization called the 'Crimson Fire Finch' is the most notorious, even more disliked than the Assassin's Guild because they often act recklessly.

At this moment, in a dark underground room, two candles barely maintained the light.

Two men in black sat facing each other, one reporting to the other.

“You're saying someone is massively purchasing various poisonous herbs?”

The man in black knelt on the ground and said, “Yes, boss. Among them is the Dragon Snake Venom that the higher-ups asked us to collect.”

The man in black sitting on the ground stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then said, “Is that person's identity confirmed?”

“Confirmed. He is the new level four pharmacist from Ellengrad, the little wizard Dore from the Northern Kingdom. He is currently only level three and doesn't have a strong background. If we bring him over to make poison for us, it shouldn't be a problem.”

The man in black sitting on the ground snorted coldly, “Are you not afraid of dying quickly enough? Do you know the cost of offending a pharmacist?”

The man in black argued, “If we strictly control the amount of materials used, closely monitor him, and don't give him a chance, shouldn't it be fine?”

The man in black thought for a moment, that seemed feasible, so he nodded and said, “Then I'll leave this matter to you. Be sure to do it beautifully. If you die, I won't remember you.”

The man in black was silent, then bowed slightly and turned to leave.

At the same time, in a similar underground room, such a thing was also happening in a side hall of the Assassin's Guild. The difference was that they didn't have the idea of kidnapping him, only wanting to cooperate.

After all, the assassin world is the expert in using poison.

…

Dore didn't know how much trouble his actions had caused. After purchasing the poisonous herbs, he strolled out of the Adventurers Guild.

It was already dusk, and the western sky was full of red light, slightly dim.

Looking around, Dore frowned slightly because he keenly sensed that many people seemed to be watching him!

What's going on?

He frowned. He originally wanted to leave the city immediately and return to Ellengrad Academy, but now it seemed that the situation had become somewhat complicated?

At this time, those in the dark also saw that Dore didn't carry anything on him, his hands were empty.

There were only two possibilities. He had storage equipment, or he hired a merchant group, but they hadn't heard of him hiring a merchant group, so everyone was shocked that he actually had storage equipment.

This was a new situation.

Just then, a person walked out from the edge of the street and came not far in front of Dore.

This was a butler-like figure, and everyone focused their attention on him, including Dore.

“Hello, I am the steward of the Tracy family. I am ordered by my master, Edward, to invite Wizard Dore to the mansion for a talk?”

Dore looked at the person and felt a little strange.

He had also heard of this Tracy family. It was just a mid-level noble family with average strength and a small number of family members. It was just that the head of the family, Earl Edward, himself had good strength and had a certain say in Waltz City.

What did he invite him to do?

He thought for a moment and said, “I have something to do today. Please tell your master that if I have time another day, I will visit.”

The butler frowned upon hearing this, thinking that he was just a foreign pharmacist, yet he was so disrespectful. He lowered his voice and said, “It's just a small gathering, it won't take up too much of your time, and it's already dark now. Wizard Dore will have to find a place to rest anyway, right?”

Dore looked at the steward, noted his face, and shook his head slightly in his heart, “Ignorant.”

He directly raised his foot and left from beside the steward, not even looking at him.

The steward's face turned livid immediately.

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“Ignorant.” The steward was angry, and he turned around and cursed out loud.

Just then, his expression suddenly changed, and he slowly fell down, clutching his chest. His face was a little blue, and his limbs were pale.

Dore's voice came from the front, “When being a person, try to be low-key, otherwise, you won't even know how you died.”

He didn't intend to kill the steward, just give him a small lesson.

He quickly disappeared into the streets.

Soon after, the steward got up from the ground, his forehead covered in sweat, still having lingering fears.

This scene was also seen by the people around, and they had a new understanding of Dore's danger.

This steward was a level two warrior, but he was silently poisoned. They didn't see how Dore did it.

For a time, Dore's threat level rose sharply, and many people began to retreat.

The people from the Assassin's Guild saw this and silently leaned back. This guy was indeed an expert in using poison. They had to plan carefully. Why not let others go first and consume the poison on him?

The Assassin's Guild sent three silver-level assassins, who greeted each other secretly and disappeared without a trace.

…

Sensing that the people in the dark were disappearing one by one, Dore was actually relieved. Was the charm of a level four pharmacist so great?

Ellengrad Academy is really weak!

He thought about it and wasn't in a hurry to go out. He should stay first.

The best hotel in Waltz City is naturally the Peony Flower Workshop, invested by the City Lord's Mansion, which is the largest in scale. The huge building is ten stories high, with various services. There is only what you can't think of, and nothing you can't see.

The accommodation service inside is also first-class. He heard Sano, a descendant of a noble, mention it, so he casually hailed a carriage on the roadside and pointed out the location.

After getting into the carriage, Dore arrived at the magnificent place after a while.

The peony is the mascot of the Waltz family. At a glance, the entire Peony Flower Workshop is like a blooming peony, luxurious, dignified, yet not losing its solemnity. There are two doormen at the gate who are dressed even more decently than nobles.