Zeliel clenched the crystal vial, his heart filled with indescribable gratitude.
He said no more, merely placing one hand over his chest and giving Instructor Manlin a sincere bow.
"Thank you, Instructor Manlin. I definitely won't let you down."
After leaving Instructor Manlin's office, Zeliel thought for a while before heading to the marketplace.
The place was as bustling as ever, but Zeliel had not come to buy anything this time. After looking around, he found a shop that specialized in selling potions.
The shop was lavishly decorated and even had its own storefront, so there was no need to fight others for a spot to set up a stall outside.
The moment he entered, he saw a brass emblem hanging above the counter, engraved with several strange plants. The air was filled with a refreshing fragrance.
Several heavy, enclosed display cases stood in the center of the shop. Through the glass, he could see potions in all sorts of colors, each one extremely valuable.
"Young master, what would you like to buy?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile as he came over.
"Hmm..."
Zeliel's gaze wandered across the display cases until, at last, he spotted a familiar potion—Healing Potion.
However, the Healing Potions sold here were clearly of inferior quality compared with those prepared by Instructor Manlin.
Even the green liquid sealed inside those small crystal bottles was much paler in color and less viscous.
"May I ask how much this Healing Potion costs?" Zeliel pointed through the display case.
"Five gold coins. It can quickly stop bleeding, repair flesh, and counter certain mild poisons."
The shopkeeper introduced it briskly, then added, "Potions are non-negotiable."
Good lord...
After hearing the shopkeeper's explanation, Zeliel was secretly startled.
A Healing Potion actually cost five gold coins...
No wonder Vales had