In front of a stall in the Trading Market, more than a dozen men and women were waiting anxiously. Some were Contractors, while others were Workers.
"I hope we run into Miss Meow this time. Waiting in the Trading Market every time feels like buying lottery tickets."
"What are you waiting for here?"
"Just trying our luck. We're waiting for a cat that comes to sell potions. Don't look at me like that. If that cat finds out someone hid this information, it'll permanently block that person's trading privileges. Dozens of greedy fools have already been blocked."
The dozen or so people chatted among themselves. Several of them had already been waiting there for quite some time. For potions priced so low that they couldn't help smiling, it was worth it. For some Workers, occasionally coming to try their luck had become a habit.
"Look over there! Miss Meow is here. Every time I see her, I'm in an especially good mood."
"We're really lucky this time."
Under the gazes of the dozen or so men and women, Benny approached, covered in golden-white fur. Seeing people waiting, Benny quickened her pace. Soon, she crouched behind the stall. The image of the Holy Flame Alchemist needed to be sufficiently casual and neutral, and Benny was working hard to cultivate that image.
"What good stuff do you have this time? Has Mr. Holy Flame developed any new potions recently?"
"Meow."
Benny answered before continuing to set the potion prices. An ordinary-grade Life Trait. 01 was priced at 10 Soul Coins, while the perfect-grade version cost 25 coins per bottle. The Ancient Secret Potion was priced at 220 Soul Coins, four times its production cost. One bottle was for sale, while the other was kept in reserve.
Benny finished setting the prices in