The Dark Warrior

"You are right.... I get it. Let's change the topic... What else did my beloved Ainz-sama do, can you tell me in detail?"

"Yes, as you bid."

The periodic contact with Albedo was very lively —— when Albedo learned that

Ainz and Narberal were sleeping in the same room, she let out a weird, noisy

scream —— it deteriorated to the extent that they had to recast the [Message]

spell four times. It irritated Ainz when he came back, but that was another story.

Part 3

It felt as if the air had been dyed with color, as Verita sniffed a few times like a

dog.

She wasn't mistaken about the air having a faint smell of greenery. This smell

was caused by the grounding of unknown medicines and herbs. This smell also

told Verita she had reached her destination.

Verita continued to move ahead into the area where the smell was even

stronger. After cautiously looking around, she arrived in front of the biggest

building.

This building’s design was different from the others, which had a store at the

front and a workplace in the back. The entire structure was designed to serve as

a workshop, without having a storefront like the other buildings.

According to the words on the wooden plate that hung on the door and the signs

outside, this was the place.

The bell hanging on the door chimed frighteningly loud when she pushed the

door open.

She entered a hall that seemed to be meant for receiving guests, with two

benches facing each other in the middle. Bookcases were placed on the walls

and decorative plants were placed in the corners.

Verita was greeted by someone the moment she entered the hall:

"Welcome!"

It was a male voice, but it sounded too young for a man.

She looked around and found a youth dressed in ragged work clothes that were

stained with plant sap, which also spread a strong smell.

His face was half-covered by his long, blond hair, making it hard to judge his

age. But judging by his height and voice, he should stil be growing.

He might’ve been just a youth, but Verita could stil guess his name. Apart from

his grandmother, he was also one of the few famous people of Re-Lantier

because of his talents.

"...Mister Enfrea Bareal?"

"Yes, that's me."

The young man —— Enfrea nodded and asked:

"How may I help you?"

"Ah, right. Please wait a moment."

Verita took out the folded piece of paper the tavern owner gave her and handed

it to the youth approaching her.

Enfrea immediately opened it to read its contents.

"I see... so that's it. Would you please you show me the potion?

Enfrea received the potion from Verita and lift it to eye level, even though his

eyes were covered by his hair.

The atmosphere changed.

When Enfrea brushed his hair aside, it was revealed that his features were very

pleasant. Many women would be enamoured by him in the future.

But despite his sharp eyes, the childish air stil lingered on his face. Considering

the way he spoke, It was hard to imagine his eyes would be this sharp, as they

sparkled with intense excitement. Enfrea shook the potion several times and

nodded:

"Sorry, but it is not convenient to speak here, can we change the place?"

Verita agreed and followed Enfrea's into a messy room. But she only thought so

because she was lacking professional knowledge.

On the table were flasks, test tubes, distil ers, mortars, beakers, alcohol lamps,

scales, eerie pots and other things. The shelves on the wal were fil ed with

numerous herbs and minerals.

A unique, pungent smell lingered in the room, giving it the impression of being

harmful to the body.

The person in the room stared at the two sudden intruders.

It was an elderly lady with totally white, shoulder-length hair, whose hands and

face were full of wrinkles. Her overalls had more green stains than Enfrea’s,

giving it a strong smell of grass.

Enfrea address the old lady when he entered:

"Granny!"

"What is it, no need to be so loud, I can hear you. My ears are stil fine."

Enfrea only had a paternal grandmother, who was also the best pharmacist in

the city, Lizzie Bareal.

"Quick, take a look."

Taking the potion Enfrea gave her, Lizzie's intense gaze gave Verita shivers, as

if she was facing a powerful veteran.

That was no il usion. Pharmacists had to use magic while creating medicine, the

more famous the pharmacist, the higher grade spells they could use. That was

why Lizzie, the best pharmacist of Re-Lantier, was stronger than Verita.

"This potion... did you bring this here... the legendary potion? No, could it be...

the Blood of God? Hey, what potion is this?"

"Eh?"

Verita stared wide eyed with her mouth open. That was what I wanted to ask,

she thought.

"Impossible... for a potion like this to exist. Where did you get it from? Some

ruins?"

"Eh? Erm, no, that is..."

"What a slow girl. Just answer my question, where did you get this! Did you steal it? Hmmm?"

Verita's shoulders trembled in shock. She didn't do anything wrong, but stil felt

as if she was getting lectured.

"... Granny, stop scaring her."

"...What are you talking about Enfrea. I am not frightening her... right?"