Chapter 330 – The Black Market (3)
The old woman’s expression, which looked like she was looking at a madman, didn’t last long.
No matter how black market my store is, she and I are store owners and customers.
Furthermore, isn’t it a VIP who has a tempting item called ‘Evening Primrose for 100 Years’?
“Hall hall… , Yes, it’s best to take care of women’s skin from a young age.”
Do you see this as a change of attitude?
“How many elixirs do you need?”
“Please make as many as the number of petals.”
“Sure. But… , It seems that Grandma should take at least a petal and a stem as compensation.”
Stem on a single petal.
This is within the expected range.
For someone who trades on the black market, this is pretty conscientious.
The number of petals contained in the sealed plastic is a total of eight.
The number of elixirs made by giving one to the old woman is seven.
“Sup…”
It’s not bad, but it’s a bit disappointing.
The reason I want to make an elixir using 100-year-old evening primrose is for my children.
My chicks got to rank B by successfully handling hard training and tight schedules.
The body can be hardened as much as it takes time.
But not magic.
If the body puts in 10 of effort and consistently gets 7 to 8 in return, magic is an area where talent is more important than effort that can only get 5 to 6, at least 1 or 2 even if you put in 10 of effort.
There are four mouths to feed, and there are seven in number.
Isn’t it a perfect hat to start a fight if you make a mistake?
In this case, there is only one way.
Negotiate right away.
“Instead of taking all the stems for one petal, if you put one more elixir on it, I’ll make a cool deal.”
The old woman is a bit taken aback by the offer she made in return.
He thought he had made a very conscientious proposal considering the rarity of the 100-year-old evening primrose.
But I can’t help it.
Originally, in this world, the person holding the precious thing in his hand is the best.
Her alchemy skills are truly amazing, but it is not that there are no substitutes.
Conversely, am I the only one with a hundred-year-old evening primrose?
Of course, it is difficult to sit at the negotiating table with an overbearing attitude.
The opponent is a veteran who is proud of his skills.
Just because you have the initiative, you shouldn’t completely ignore all of that.
“It’s nothing grandiose, just take one elixir that increases your stamina. There is a kid among my co-workers who has a lot of stamina.”
If the negotiation is successful, three magic elixirs will be given to the three people except Naeun.
And Naeun plans to feed one magic elixir and one stamina elixir.
Anyway, Naeun can use my magical power, so it would be better to increase her stamina so that she can withstand even using strong magical power.
The old woman, who seemed to be thinking about my proposal for a while, smiled dejectedly.
“Hall hall… , What a clever kid. Yes, Grandma has lost.”
Fortunately, the negotiation card seems to have worked well.
After handing over the petals and stems to the old woman, she asks.
“How long will it take?”
“Even if we make it from now on, it will take ten days, so it would be better to come back in two weeks.”
“Okay.”
Ten days or two weeks.
It’s not something you need to eat in a hurry.
“Are you done with this? Anything else you need?”
“Well, nothing… , Ah.”
Suddenly, I remembered something I wanted to ask.
“Grandma.”
“Yes?”
“Are you familiar with the curse?”
At the mention of the curse, the old woman’s light begins to glow slightly.
“Hall hall… , After alchemy, the next thing this grandmother is confident about is witchcraft.”
Oh… , I thought this was the first time.
Every time she talked a few times, she felt that her knowledge of curses was sharp, but I couldn’t believe it was that much.
As if interested in my story, the old woman asked me insinuatingly first.
“Okay. What do you want to know about the curse… ?”
“Uh, that’s because an acquaintance of mine was cursed.”
The cursed acquaintance is none other than Han Joo-yeon.
After her life was saved by an unheard-of buff called the Sacrifice of Innocence.
She said.
“That… , I can’t make love with anyone other than me…”
Even now, having decided to believe this to some extent, I am still in a state of doubt.
Is it really right to be cursed like that?
If you’re sure you’re cursed… , Any way to do this?
I ask her with such questions kept in her mind.
“Does this curse really exist in the world?”
“Um…”
The old woman swallows her silence at my question and is lost in thought.
She seems to be thinking deeply about something about her, but she opens her mouth soon.
“I think this grandmother must have cursed the child.”
“Ah…”
You really are.
Such a curse
Then the next question.
“Is there any way to curb that curse?”
“Well…”
Blunt answer.
Soon the old woman shook her head with a not very good expression.
“It probably won’t be easy to do. It’s hard to say exactly because I haven’t seen it myself… , In some cases, it may not be possible even with an elixir…”
It’s a curse that even an elixir can’t do.
After hearing her words, I realized that the curse placed on Jooyeon was much stronger than I expected.
What is an elixir?
Wounds, diseases, curses, etc.
Isn’t it a legendary medicine that cleans away anything that is harmful to the body?
If it’s a curse that can’t be healed even with that, how terrible is it?
Could the curse have any negative effect on Jooyeon?
And if you can’t break the curse… , Really with me starring?
The thoughts that followed one after another confused my mind.
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I managed to organize my heavy head and leave the ‘witch’s jar’.
“Whoa…”
To be honest, my head is still heavy.
How could I not
My sister-in-law, who gave me so much strength, couldn’t meet a man because of me.
But it’s still too early to lose hope.
“… Yeah, nothing has been decided yet.”
What the old woman told me is only speculation.
In reality, it might be possible to do it with an elixir, or maybe it could be done more easily than that?
There are many things you can try out.
Whether it’s feeding the elixir or asking a saint in the Vatican to do it for you.
“It’s a problem because it’s something I can’t try right now.”
That too soon.
If he could rise quickly with this momentum and build up the golden Tower of being the youngest S-class.
At that time, you will be able to request a meeting with the saint of the Vatican at the national level.
“Okay, let’s try it.”
While resolutely determined, the darkness in my heart wags its tail at me.
Don’t think about making it difficult, just include Joo-yeon in the harem, isn’t it?
That’s right.
Even if it’s a sister-in-law, that was when Son Si-woo was born.
Besides, Juyeon likes me too, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
This thought dominates my head every time I see a guy approaching me without hesitation.
She is such a charming woman.
Not only her voluptuous body and face, but even her personality are flawless and flawless.
What kind of man could blindly push a woman like this?
“Whoa.”
The problem is the memories of the past that remain intact in my head.
A sister-in-law who called me brother-in-law and followed me well.
Although they do not mix blood, the relationship that is more friendly than that of siblings prevents this.
Couldn’t she have changed enough of her to be weak enough to take her while ignoring all her memories?
Her desire to take her and her minimal abstinence that she shouldn’t do so are in tight conflict.
So I decided.
“… Let’s do our best for now.”
By doing our best to break her curse.
But what if it’s a powerful curse that doesn’t work even if you feed it an elixir, as the old woman said?
What then… , I have no choice but to accept it thinking that it must be fate.
That was the best conclusion I could come to now.
“… For now, think about this later.”
Before leaving the black market, there is one place left to stop by.
This time, it is also a store, just like ‘The Witch’s Jar’.
Instead, a place that sells the invisible, not the visible.
Okay.
What I buy this time is none other than information.
I enter through a shabby door between narrow alleys, not along the main road.
A shabby pub with pink lighting creating a decadent atmosphere.
There, a man is constantly wiping a stained glass.
A middle-aged man dressed as a bartender, with her hair neatly brushed back and her mustache nicely grown.
He is the master of this information guild.
A concept artisan eager to show off a mysterious atmosphere.
The last time he came, he was a gambling dealer, but this time he was a bartender at a tavern.
Anyway, there is no normal in this town, normal.
He knocks on the table to get his attention, who doesn’t even show interest when a customer comes.
Smart!
“I came here to buy some information.”
As soon as I spoke, the man glanced at me.
“What information do you want?”
“Information related to the Vow of Chastity. It’s better if it’s related to contract cancellation.”
The man who had only looked at her once and had no interest in it finally takes an interest in her.
“… You want very dangerous information.”
A pledge of chastity.
Among them, information related to contract cancellation belongs to quite dangerous information.
Of course, isn’t it something that can destroy the most core doctrine of a denomination?
“So are you going to sell it or not?”
A man shrugging his shoulders at the blunt question.
“It will take about a week.”
“Price is?”
“500 million.”
“…”
I expected it, but it’s really filthy expensive.
Can not help it.
A thing with scarcity value is what the possessor calls for it.
“Come back in a week.”
After quickly finishing his business, he leaves for the tavern.
“Is it over now?”
It took longer than expected, but everything was done.
As I walked up the main road, thinking about going out, looking around to see if I could find anything useful for the last time.
A man covered in a robe and mask passes by.
All I can see is the gait revealed below the shin.
“…”
Still familiar
No, I’m not used to it, so I can even feel a bit of nostalgia.
The outline of the faintly revealed face.
His physique was hidden by the puffy robe.
The moment I finally saw the gait, which was measured with a regular step, I was convinced.
“That… , That’s me.”
The man who passed me by was none other than myself from the past.
It means Siwoo Son.
