Returning to the Professional Association, Dole came to the alchemy hall. It was still that same young lady, and Dole stood at the counter.
"Do you still have those Thunder Crystal Stones from last time?"
The Professional Association had yet to receive news that Dole had successfully refined it, so the young lady naturally did not know he had succeeded and assumed he had failed. When he bought Thunder Pattern Crystal Stones last time, she had discreetly asked around about him. Now that she saw him in person, her heart stirred slightly. A lone Wizard, an unaffiliated eighth-level powerhouse—enough to pique anyone's interest.
So she smiled faintly. "Respected Wizard Dole, we do. The same kind as last time?"
Dole nodded. "Yes." He took out a storage pouch and handed over the magic crystals first.
The young lady counted them, then sent out a message.
After sending it, she looked at Dole, her eyes glimmering. "Is there anything else you need?"
Dole shook his head. "No. I bought the other ingredients for the potion elsewhere. I've been rather poor lately."
The young Wizard naturally understood what he meant.
High-level materials were restricted from leaving Professional Street, so he probably had been unable to buy them. But this newly arrived Wizard Dole should have been able to obtain the other auxiliary ingredients.
The Thunder Demon Potion—its formula alone was enough to make people shrink back in fear, never mind all the experiments before successful refinement. The materials wasted were likely beyond the reach of little Wizards like them even in a lifetime.
Thinking of this, she smiled. "Wizard Dole, you needn't be in such a hurry. You can take it slowly."
Dole nodded.
The young lady suddenly said, "My name is Jenny. I'm from the Bacon Family. If you need anything, you