Chapter 189 Bargaining

In the morning, Lisa Smit arrived at the fraternity early with excitement.

Since becoming a spirit master, she has been suffering from spiritual pollution every day.

The stronger she is, the stronger her spirit control becomes.

As she became stronger day by day and her strength continued to improve, she gained more information about spirit masters.

She understood one thing: death was getting closer and closer to her.

Fear, hesitation, and all kinds of negative emotions erupted in her, and she almost suffered a catastrophic mutation. Fortunately, at the last moment, she accidentally ate the white ghost mushroom and regained her sanity.

Since then, she has become stronger.

White ghost mushrooms are very rare, and she only got a few.

She was so desperate to save herself from a fast-approaching death that she became a pharmacist.

In addition to completing tasks, she spent all her time researching potions, using ghost mushrooms as the main ingredient, hoping to develop a potion that could suppress or purify spiritual pollution.

Although the Brotherhood can also provide a magic circle for spiritual purification, no spirit master can afford it.

The materials used in the magic array are quite expensive, and the most frustrating thing is that it needs to be purified again every once in a while.

Lisa is lucky. Her spirit is a fire element spirit. After becoming a third-level spirit master, her physique tends to transform into an elemental creature.

The rate at which she was contaminated slowed down significantly, giving her more time to study the potion.

Last night, she received a magical golden potion.

At that time, Witch Fili told her that this potion had a powerful effect in purifying the pollution of spirits. She was quite skeptical because she didn't think there was anyone more eager or capable of researching this potion than herself.

By the way, Lisa's talent as a pharmacist is unexpectedly high. She can now skillfully refine four types of third-level potions with a success rate of over 50%.

At night, after making sure that the potion was non-toxic, she took the golden potion with doubts.

Like a pilgrim who had walked thousands of miles and was prostrating himself in a sacred temple, her face was filled with tears.

In the space of will, the spirit controller that was burning with black and red flames began to burn with golden flames, and the black color on the surface of the spirit controller dimmed a little.

Although the fireworks only lasted for a moment, she heard Yu Ling's terrified howl and saw black smoke evaporating from Yu Ling's body. This was a situation that had never happened before.

All along, when she was struggling to fight against spiritual pollution, what she heard was the mockery of the spirit controller and the instigation such as "give up resistance".

Even if she took the white ghost mushroom, it only had a slight purification effect, and its main effect was to inhibit the generation of pollution for a certain period of time.

The function of the purification array is only to clear away the accumulated pollution.

The feeling brought by this golden potion is completely different. It does more than just purify pollution. Lisa, who has become a third-rank spirit master and has more capital to deal with spirits, became insomniac. She was so excited that she didn't sleep a wink all night.

She was eager to get more of this potion to test whether it had the effect of purifying spirits.

The time of waiting always seems so long. Lisa felt like a long time had passed before she finally saw the belated arrival of the witch Fili.

The witch, who always wore a black pointed hat, saw the look on the face of the person opposite her and suddenly understood something:

"It seems that the potion is also effective for third-level spirit masters."

"Yes, the potion's ability to purify spiritual pollution is not as great as the purification array, but it does have an additional effect."

Lisa leaned close to the witch's ear and told her speculation. After that, she asked anxiously: "Where did the potion come from? I want to meet the maker of the potion now."

Fili nodded calmly, but her heart was in turmoil.

If the golden potion can completely purify the evil spirits, then the price of five gold spirit coins per potion is not unacceptable.

“The pharmacist is a bishop of the church. He charges five spirit coins for each bottle of this potion, and is only willing to sell 30 bottles per month.

Let's meet again tomorrow. Going there too hastily will not be conducive to negotiations."

. . . .

8am, Holy Fire Cathedral.

Abel stood guard at the door of the church, his eyes scanning the people passing by on the street like a radar.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he trotted over to meet him.

As soon as Crown got off the carriage, he noticed someone was watching him.

He followed the direction he felt and saw Abel running towards him.

"Your Excellency, you are here! Last night, I completed the task you asked me to do."

Abel bowed slightly and handed over a schoolbag-sized wooden box with a natural color and flame patterns carved on it. "It contains what you want."

“It’s very efficient.”

Crown praised, took the box and opened it to take a look.

The box was divided into two halves, padded with white velvet cloth. On one side were neatly stacked gray spirit coins, and on the other side were silver potions.

"Tell me the price of the potion and the quantity of the two items."

"Six hundred grey spirit coins, thirty bottles of Snow Mountain Potion that assists the second-level Silver Fox Breathing Technique, and each bottle of Snow Mountain Potion gives one to twenty hundred gold shields."

The price of the medicine that Abel quoted was the cost price, and he did not take a single Gold Shield commission from it.

The reason why Snow Mountain Potion is more valuable than Firepower Potion is that more people use it.

The target groups include the second-level knights in the private armed forces of some old nobles, the high-level knights in the patrol teams and the army. On the other hand, the firepower potion can only be used by the second-level extraordinary people in the church.

Nodding slightly, Crown handed the box to Del beside him and said:

"Let me introduce you. This is Del Smith, my assistant. I'll ask him to deliver the payment to you this afternoon.

From now on, you two will coordinate our transactions.

Del, this is Abel McGuire."

After Del and the other man greeted each other, the two groups left.

Clown whispered, "Send 200 gold spirit coins to Abel this afternoon. Ask for them when you go out to do some work."

"Yes, sir."

Arriving at the forge, Crown called a meeting with senior blacksmiths and several small leaders.

They each reported yesterday's workload and today's planned goals. Then, Crowne became a hands-off manager and ran to the simple office, leaving the overall coordination to Del.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

With the strength of a third-rank blacksmith and the ability of a senior blacksmith, plus the new method that greatly improved production efficiency, no one could disagree with his decision.

[Silver Fox Breathing Method: 21/5000; Level 2]

Last night, Clown had already mastered this breathing method to the second level. If it weren't for the fact that it couldn't reach its full efficiency without auxiliary potions, his proficiency would have been even higher.

He drank a bottle of Snow Mountain Potion and began to practice the Silver Fox Breathing Method. The day passed quickly. Except for the time for lunch and contemplating the Golden Light Mantra to restore his energy and strength, he focused on the breathing method.

He was not disturbed by anything. He had expected the Warlock Brotherhood to come and negotiate a deal, but no one from the other side came.

Before going to bed at night, Crown summoned the golden wall again to check the progress of the breathing method.

[Silver Fox Breathing Method: 875/5000; Level 2]

He could increase his proficiency by more than 800 points a day. In another five or six days, he would be able to master the breathing method to the third level and obtain a new special effect.

. . . .

The next day, Clown was still working hard on his breathing technique until he was interrupted by Del in the afternoon: "My Lord Bishop, the Archbishop wants you to come over. Someone from the Warlock Brotherhood is coming again."

"knew."

The boys who bring wealth are here. Clown responded and ended the practice.

Leaving the forge and coming to the archbishop's room, he found that in addition to Fili and Yennefer, there was also a spirit master with fiery red hair and a graceful figure.

The reason why he could tell at a glance that the other person was a spirit master was because she radiated a special spiritual pulse.

Flanders saw the real owner coming and stood up and left:

"My office has now become a reception room. In the past, it was rare to see high-ranking members of the fraternity visit here in a year. Let's chat."

Clown sat down opposite the witch, and Fili introduced:

"The one who came with us this time is the third-level spirit master, Her Excellency Lisa Smit. She is very interested in the bishop's potion."

Lisa nodded and said straight to the point:

“It is an honor to meet His Excellency the Bishop. After rigorous testing, we believe that your medicine will have a better effect on purifying spiritual pollution for spirit masters.

But the price of five gold spirit coins per potion is too expensive. You know, most of the recipients of the potion are low-level spirit masters who simply cannot afford such a high cost.

If you can make concessions on price and provide more medicines every month, we are willing to purchase them for a long time."

Yesterday, after she told Fili her guess, all the third-level warlocks of the Brotherhood met for a meeting.

After discussion, they decided that if Lisa could completely purify her spirit after taking the potion, the Rhine Brotherhood would report the situation to the headquarters and obtain the potion's formula at all costs, even if it meant falling out with the church.

As long as they can produce more potions, they will be able to continuously train high-level spirit masters, and the power of the entire brotherhood will expand unprecedentedly.

Crown smiled slightly and did not make any concessions:

"As you may not know, the manufacture of the potion uses a very rare material, and the production cannot be increased. As for the price, I'm sorry that I can't reduce it."

He has his own unique business and is backed by the church. More importantly, he is already a third-order transcendent, and is in the first echelon among the third-order transcendents.

He loves shopping and doesn't bargain, so he has enough confidence to maintain this price.

Fili pursed her thin lips and said in a gentle tone: "Bishop Crown, this is not just a transaction. If you can cooperate happily, you will also win the friendship of the Brotherhood."

The witch's tone was gentle, but the implication of her words was not gentle.

If you can't have a pleasant transaction, are you going to use force? Klauen raised his eyebrows and was about to refute when Flanders spoke up: "In the room of the Cardinal of the Holy Fire Cathedral, the Brotherhood threatened a church bishop?"

Lisa covered her mouth and laughed:

“The Archbishop must have misunderstood. How could we threaten Bishop Crown?

Besides, everyone knows that the most powerful person in Rhine City is you, the Archbishop!

Even if we were given a hundred guts, we would not dare to conflict with the church."

(End of this chapter)