The banquet hall brimmed with lively atmosphere. Perfectly roasted magical beast meat gave off an enticing aroma, mingling with the fresh sweetness of vegetables and fruit and whetting everyone's appetite. After Mage Arthur took a bite of the tender, flavorful stewed magical beast meat, Ang took the opportunity to pull a parchment list from his robe and hand it over.
"Mage Arthur, I have an unreasonable request." Ang's tone was humble, though a trace of anticipation showed on his face. "I would like to purchase some magical herbs. Do you have any recommended channels?"
Arthur accepted the list and lowered his head to examine it carefully. His brows drew together slightly before he looked up and sighed softly. "Mage Ang, as you know, with the expansion of the Plane War, demand for magical herbs has surged and resources have become increasingly scarce. There are quite a few different kinds of magical herbs on this list. I'm afraid they won't be easy to obtain."
He paused, a hint of puzzlement appearing in his eyes. "Still, I am rather curious, Mage Ang. Judging by the scale of your workshop, you clearly focus on producing Enchanted Armament. Why would you want to purchase magical herbs? Could it be... you are also a potion master?"
Ang smiled faintly and swirled the wine in his glass. "Yes. Back when I was at the Magic Academy, I studied the techniques of brewing Magic Potions in depth. Now that the territory has developed, I thought that if we could add another industrial chain, it would provide more security for North Wind Territory's future."
Arthur was briefly stunned. Then he set down his wineglass and laughed heartily. "Mage Ang, you have no small ambitions! But I must remind you—we mages have limited energy in the end. It is