Players who had traveled to the border city of Batasin on a quest and witnessed the "Batasin Massacre" firsthand raced back to Scarlet Castle in their carriages as fast as they could. By the time they arrived, it was already noon the next day.
By the time they climbed down from their carriages at camp, the number of little players who had completed the Black Iron Trial had already surpassed seven.
Aside from Little Ashina, they were all veterans from Happy Stick's team.
It was obvious that Happy Stick, that cunning fellow, had worked out a methodical strategy with an exceptionally high success rate.
At this point, the only thing holding the level-ten little players back from completing the Black Iron Trial was no longer their personal strength or the need to hone their skills. Instead, the stock of burning oil in Triss's Alchemy Hut was running dangerously low.
After all, Triss was now the Blood Eagle Clan's esteemed Grand Duke. Handling clan affairs took up part of her time each day, and on top of that, she stubbornly refused to work overtime. As a result, her Alchemy Hut hadn't produced any new stock in several days.
Little Ashina and Happy Stick's guide had a rather remarkable snowball effect in this regard.
Both the Vampire's Lament bullets used by the gunners and the burning oil the melee fighters needed came from the alchemist. Once some clever player pointed that out, the Alchemy Hut was practically mobbed by players.
The scene startled even the salesgirl Triss had hired.
She hurriedly sent word to Blood Eagle Hall, reporting that Lord Murphy's warriors were lined up to buy alchemical fire oil, and that they were purchasing huge quantities. The sight was terrifying, and no one knew what the warriors planned to do with