Chapter 104: Farewell and Reunion

Chapter 104: Farewell and Reunion

“What? He knows me?” The fat Apothecary called Darkwill shuddered in shock and asked in a low voice.

The owl’s round eyes stared ahead.

“I noticed that after he walked in and saw you, he obviously froze for two seconds.”

“Perhaps he just thought my appearance did not fit the image of an Apothecary in his mind?” the fat Apothecary stubbornly argued.

The owl’s wings spread and then dropped.

“If that is what you want to think, there is nothing I can do.”

“…What books have you been reading lately?” The fat on the Apothecary’s face twitched.

The owl answered with a serious, dignified expression.

“My reading preferences depend on your level of knowledge.

“Unfortunately, the words you know and can teach me number only so many. I have no choice but to read popular novels that demand a comparatively low vocabulary.

“And besides, they are all serialized in the newspapers.”

The fat Apothecary Darkwill gave a cold laugh.

“I will go buy a cookbook later. Its title will be A Culinary Guide to Eastern Balam Birds.”

Without waiting for the owl to speak again, he sank into thought and muttered to himself, “He knows me? He looks like a standard Loenese, at least with more than half Loen blood.

“I once stayed in several cities in Loen under false names. It is not strange that someone might know me, but I still need to be more vigilant. If there is still no news of the old man before March, I will have to leave this place…”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the owl on his shoulder.

“At certain times, you are still rather useful.”

“No. Your eyes and body language tell me that what you are truly thinking is: Damn it, I clearly wanted a pet that could help me deal with monsters and gang thugs. I gathered potion formulas and Beyonder materials according to dragon standards, and in the end, I actually got a stupid bird that only knows how to read newspapers and plays. Damn it, I wish I could feed it another potion!” Like a parrot, the owl vividly imitated the fat Apothecary’s tone.

The fat Apothecary Darkwill’s expression stiffened for several seconds. Then he gave a heh-heh laugh.

“It is good that you understand, stupid bird!

“If not for my Beast Tamer abilities, you would not have survived even one potion!”

Inside the herbal shop, both man and animal fell silent at the same time.

After a long while, the owl pretended that nothing had happened and said, “Darkwill, is this really useful? You have already commissioned dozens of adventurers.”

“I am not good at finding people. I can only commission them. And I will only pay if they truly find him or confirm the old man’s whereabouts. Not a penny more!” the fat Apothecary clicked his tongue, then sighed. “The old man always calls himself a lucky one and a winner of fate. Nothing should have happened to him…”

…

“Will the medicine made from these things really work?” On the carriage returning to the Azure Wind Inn, Danitz looked at the paper bag Klein had placed beside him.

Inside were blackish herbs, bizarrely shaped insect shells, and strangely colored flowers. They looked decidedly unreliable.

Klein nodded.

“It will.”

“You have not even drunk it before…” Danitz subconsciously retorted.

I trust the fat Apothecary. Although his mouth is rather foul and poisonous, his heart is still relatively kind… Besides, Captain Elland also thinks his medicine is effective enough… As Gehrman Sparrow, Klein gave no response to Danitz’s questioning. He simply picked up the paper bag and tossed it over.

No words were needed. Danitz understood what the fellow opposite him meant: you boil the medicine.

And recently, he had grown used to doing similar things. He did not feel the slightest impulse to resist.

After returning to the Azure Wind Inn, Klein found a chair and sat down, watching Danitz light the fireplace, hang up a clay pot, add water, and add the herbs.

Leaning back, Klein felt his head grow heavy and dizzy. His entire body was…