Magic Devices

"Galan, why is the Grimoire in your hand disappearing?"

Suddenly, Lia's voice rang in his ear, startling him.

After finishing her snack, she took advantage of Galan's attention being on his book and quietly climbed up behind him.

The plain white sundress clung to her body, exuding a delicate fragrance. Her golden hair hung in mid-air, occasionally brushing against Galan's back like dandelion fluff, making him feel strangely itchy.

"Disappear...?"

Originally, Lia's sudden closeness had made her ears turn red, but after hearing her words, she immediately lowered her head and indeed found that the Grimoire in her hand was gradually turning into Mana Particles and dissipating from the center.

"That's it?"

Galan was somewhat surprised, but quickly realized that it was true; after reading the book, he had essentially mastered the [Blood Manipulation Magic].

There is only one copy of the book containing the knowledge about this magic; there are no other copies.

Once it enters one's mind, this Grimoire, constructed from the [Magic of Transfer Magic], will naturally disappear.

As he watched the pages of the book gradually disappear, until even the tiny fragment on his fingertip vanished completely, Galan felt a pang of regret.

It would be great if this thing could be reused...

"So there are Grimoire like this? I've never heard of them before."

Lia looked surprised, her eyes filled with disbelief that Galan could buy such a unique style.

"Chant...

Looking at the curious Lia Garland, she didn't know how to respond for a moment, and could only awkwardly scratch her chin.

Not a single fart came out.

"Hmm, it seems she felt annoyed that her problem had been ignored. The girl's nasal voice was filled with dissatisfaction, and the last syllable was drawn out. She shrank back, and the warmth of her body that had been almost pressed against Galan's back suddenly disappeared, leaving only a few strands of golden hair brushing against his neck. The ticklish sensation was fleeting. Her buttocks moved towards the edge of the bed, and her pink feet playfully wiggled half a foot off the ground."

"Frog sent word this morning that he'll take me around town today, so you don't need to worry."

Lia took out an opened envelope from her person and handed it to Galan; inside was a brand new parchment.

"Oh? Is that guy free today?"

He pulled out the paper and examined it carefully; it was indeed Frog's handwriting.

I've tried to find out about him several times before, and he's either looking for business or on his way to do so. To be honest, this guy is really born for this kind of work. If he were to do this kind of thing, he probably wouldn't last more than a few days before he collapsed from exhaustion.

Even during his time setting up a street stall in Rogley, he was only diligent and inconsistent in his work, often disappearing without a trace. To put it nicely, he was ensuring the quality of the potions; to put it bluntly, he was lazy and didn't want to brew a pot every day. Therefore, he never bought a store to run a long-term business.

Otherwise, with his reputation in Rogley, he would have made a fortune long ago. But even with this kind of slacking off business, he still made a fortune and lived a very comfortable life.

"Hey, you'd better rip him off for me. Tell him anything you want to eat or anything else you need."

Is that really a good idea?

"It's alright, Frog may not have much else, but he's got plenty of money. Go ahead and spend it all you want; he'll definitely give you what you need."

Galan was secretly pleased, finally finding an opportunity to rip him off.

I haven't been able to find him for the past two days, and now he's actually managed to send his "stand-in" to him. Shouldn't I give his wallet a good beating?

Perhaps it's because the shop has sold out of medicine?

Galan leaned against the windowsill, gazing at the shop across the street.

The surging crowd that had brought me back had now dispersed, with only a few scattered travelers coming and going.

"Hmm, it's about time we went to check it out."

Turning his head back from outside the window, Galan pushed open the door, went downstairs, and easily found his way to the shop.

The shop was now deserted, no longer bustling with people as it was in the morning. He looked around at the various weapons and items displayed on the walls and couldn't help but admire the variety of equipment available at the adventurer's shop in [Äußerst]. However, there was nothing that truly impressed him.

As he pondered this, he went to the front desk and, seeing the boss still fiddling with the silver coins in his hand, couldn't help but sigh that the service was even worse than that of a restaurant.

"This customer... is there anything you're interested in? If you're here to buy medicine, it might be out of stock until tonight... though there might not be any even then..."

Finally, the other party seemed to notice his arrival and spoke with a slightly surprised expression.

But looking at his eyes... it's like he's looking at a thief...

Galan inwardly scoffed. While he might not be considered handsome and dashing, he certainly wasn't some shifty-eyed, lewd little thief, was he?

"Hmm, I wonder if you sell containers for storing blood here? Preferably Magic Device with [Blood Coagulation] effects. Money is not an issue."

As Galan watched his the boss walk into the back room, he thought for a moment and decided to postpone meeting the master for now, rather than revealing his intentions right away.

First, spend some money here to build a good relationship with the boss, then casually ask to meet him. "Hey! You've come at just the right time! I happen to have one set of [Blood Coagulation] Magic Device left in my inventory."

A short while later, the boss, sporting a large belly, came out carrying an exquisite wooden box. He carefully placed the box on the counter, deftly dusted it off, and opened the lid to reveal four glass instruments inside, each about the size of a large test tube.

Although it looked like a test tube plus, Galan sensed the remarkable Mana emanating from this Magic Device the moment the lid was opened.

"It's very well preserved; it even has such a strong Mana reaction?"

It's important to understand that no matter how powerful Magic Device is, its effectiveness will diminish over time.

The Mana attached to it will also dissipate.

Only those finished products that have just been created by the Magic Device Master can have such a strong Mana reaction.

He was surprised that the boss could produce such high-quality goods.

I thought that with so much dust on it, it must have been unused for a long time, and its color should have faded a bit by now.