She casually leaned the iron sword against the counter, skillfully moved an extra stool from 'Closon''s side, sat down, and took out five gold coins from her pocket and placed them on the counter.

"Same as always, just treat my simple external injuries. Oh, please forgive me, I really don't have any extra gold coins to buy your expensive healing potions."

Hey! What are you saying! Money isn't important, I'd love for you to give me some life force every time you come!

With a smile, 'Closon' accepted the five gold coins, spread his hands on the counter, and waited for Martha to place her rough, calloused palm on his.

He didn't seem unhappy at all about not making a lot of money. He slowly and methodically cast spells, gently and delicately healing the injuries, while chatting with Martha in a gentle and humorous manner.

This time-consuming and laborious work seems to please him more than spending a lot of money on medicine, so it's no wonder that such rumors have spread.

In Martha's eyes, aside from not knowing what this 'Closon' looked like, he was not only excellent in his speech and manners, but even his hands were softer and smoother than hers. The two of them holding hands and chatting was a unique way to spice up their boring lives, and it would make her restless heart, which was agitated by hunting, become unusually calm.

—This is all thanks to someone secretly draining your overflowing vitality, which has caused your energy and drive to plummet, making you appear exceptionally calm.

So, Martha was the fish that took the bait. She sat in the 'Closon' shop while she was healing, and other customers came and bought their potions without any surprise. No one felt embarrassed.

Martha stayed in the shop for a long time. By the time she came out, it was already evening, and Alaman, who had been waiting outside, had waited so long that the flowers had all withered...

Seeing that the person's wounds had healed and that he was walking out with a smile, carrying his sword, she quickly went up to him and pulled him to a secluded booth in a small tavern nearby.

Alaman didn't complain; he was simply curious and asked, "Why did you stay so long?"

“Isn’t this normal? I always sit for this long,” Martha said. “Other customers seem to be the same, but the owner is picky. He’d rather send some people away with medicine than treat them at such a low price.”

A group of people were dismissed. Al-Alaman: You might as well just say my name!

"Where's the photo crystal?"

"I'm not so bold as to openly record people here. From this angle, you can only see my hand and his hand. Here you go."

Martha took a crystal from her sword and tossed it to Alaman, asking with a smile, "..."

"If you're interested in that boss, why don't you just go there yourself? Why waste such an expensive photo crystal?"

"......."

"Well, I have my reasons! Okay, thank you, Martha. These drinks are on me. Go and get some rest after you finish yours!"

Alaman didn't want to say much, so serving Martha wine was the best way to thank her. She also had a few drinks before hurrying back to report.

In the hotel, the four of them sat together again...

After watching the entire boring video consisting of hands touching hands without any interaction, the photo crystal automatically turned into a pile of shards.

"This potion shop owner went through all that trouble just to touch someone's hand???"

Bob's face screamed seven words: "Is this all you're showing me?"

Chad was also surprised. He thought this guy known as LSP would have some other tricks up his sleeve, but it turned out to be just a handshake. They didn't even close their palms together. In fact, it was Martha who took the initiative to shake hands with him!

Ansel had completely given up on continuing. It was time for him to return to the capital anyway. He stretched his body, which had stiffened from wasting time looking at the image crystal, and said to Chad:

"Alright, now at least we can be sure he's not the kind of lecherous person who's unacceptable, right? With someone like him, who's at least a high-level mage, here, I can go back to the Holy Knights with peace of mind."

The remaining three nodded blankly. Yes, it was an interaction that was completely uninteresting. Calling him an LSP was an insult to those three letters!

After seeing Ansel off, Chad didn't immediately recruit 'Klosen' into the team. Who invites someone to their team right away?

If you get injured in the future, you can come to this potion shop more often to get acquainted with the shopkeeper, use your personal charm to make friends, and then that person will naturally become part of your team, right?

Coincidentally, 'Closon' thought the same thing.

The two were willing to act together, and their progress was naturally faster and faster. They quickly became familiar with each other and gave themselves a thumbs up for their brilliant decision.

As Alaman and Chad grew closer to 'Closon', they soon received the same treatment as Martha, with someone holding their hands to heal their wounds. This process was euphemistically called 'discounted therapy' by 'Closon'.

Bob, for some unknown reason, was either dismissed by magic or by potions, and in the end, he even had to pay exorbitant treatment fees.

Discrimination! This is blatant discrimination! I'm so angry and cold-blooded! When will these muscular, tough guys ever stand up for themselves?!

In response, 'Klosen' said: "You stingy guy who won't give me even a shred of overflowing vitality, don't touch me!"

The plan for the alt account to steal life points has been finalized, but the stolen life points cannot be directly transferred to the main account. We need to wait for an opportunity to go back and have both accounts post them.

However, on the larger side, Yu Ling's relationship with her new teacher Clarence and with Anlitz encountered a tiny, minor problem.

It's really only a tiny bit!

Yu Ling was also troubled. Why did he still need to do homework when he was already so capable? The key was that this was a magical world, and even sending homework to the system cat through the storage space could be detected.

What a waste of his precious lifespan! He painstakingly saved every single second of that time; do you know how hard that was for him?!

Yu Ling protested to Clarence many times, but he was powerless to change the teaching methods of the other teachers. He asked An Liz for help, but An Liz was like a wind-up toy and couldn't stop studying. He even thought that Yu Ling was wrong to avoid homework.

In the end, Yu Ling was labeled as having 'evil intentions,' and in the days that followed, the two of them stopped being affectionate and couldn't even get close to each other.

How can we tolerate this?!

The situation with Anlizi is easy to resolve. He just needs to say that he is very tired and then do his homework and attend classes as usual, continuing the intense competition, and he will be understood.

However, Clarence's impression of the original Roy was already deeply ingrained. Even though in his heart the Roy in front of him was a mutated, completely new Roy, he still couldn't feel at ease.