Two days passed. After Rita found a suitable merchant with the medicine, they quickly reached a partnership, just as expected.
More and more people in the city had been poisoned and fallen ill, and quite a few of them were merchants and nobles. Those important figures could not endure this.
When this miracle cure appeared at such a critical time, they bought it outright no matter how high the price was.
Rita even controlled the supply and sold it in limited quantities, driving the price even higher. This allowed Rita to sell at a high price, while the distributors ruthlessly doubled or even tripled it. Yet people still kept buying without end.
In just two days, they had made a huge sum of money!
It was just a shame that this rate of profit could only last for a little over a week at most. After that, she would provide treatment entirely free of charge.
After all, no matter what, she had the identity of a Valkyrie rather than being a purely profit-driven merchant. Bianka would absolutely not support it either. A little over a week was the limit.
Still, it was not too upsetting. She had already earned most of the money during this time, and the rest... did not hurt quite so much to give up.
After selling off today's medicine, Rita returned to the inn. Looking at Setsuna on the bed, she saw that although the girl had not awakened after two or three days, her complexion had steadily improved.
Her formerly sickly appearance had returned to normal.
Compared to how she looked at the start, she was undoubtedly much cuter now.
As Rita sat by the bed and watched Setsuna, Bianka walked in.
Looking at the Ice Wolf Tribe girl on the bed, she asked in