She Actually Has a Storage Bag!

"You two... have you decided?"

Old Village Chief still wore a polite smile.

In his view, the two of them probably weren't spies, but they might be frauds.

People pretending to be alchemists to scam free food and drink weren't uncommon anywhere on the continent.

So the continent had enacted laws to strictly regulate such matters.

Although the two were dressed quite well and sat on a Magic Item that could fly,

there were frauds willing to spend that much.

So...

They had to be tested.

"Of course, no problem."

"Piece of cake. There's no need to prepare any materials; we brought our own."

Alisa gave a polite little nod.

Lan Qingyou simply waved her hand, looking smug.

She had no idea what materials the other party meant, but she was sure they couldn't be anything good.

For all she knew, they might even be shoddy materials made using their own half-baked knowledge.

Anything made with materials like that would surely turn out poorly.

Lan Qingyou wasn't about to do something so embarrassing.

"Is that so? That's wonderful. I remember you need a cauldron to brew potions."

"An alchemist stayed here some time ago and left behind a cauldron he didn't need. Perhaps you could use that."

Seeing that they planned to bring their own materials, Old Village Chief didn't say anything.

After all, many alchemists liked to make their own materials.

There were herbs everywhere in the woods outside the village and on the Northern Plateau. They probably wanted to gather their own.

"That won't be necessary either. I have one here."

"This..."

Old Village Chief was dumbfounded.

Both women had come empty-handed. It was understandable that they had their own materials.

Repellent Potion wasn't anything rare, and its ingredients could be gathered outside.

But you couldn't just use