The Dark Warrior

handle any situation, just don’t give me any trouble.”

The owner glanced at the man moaning on the floor.

“I understand. Please prepare the minimum necessary equipment for

adventurers. We lost our stuff and the Guild told us you would prepare them for

your customers if we asked.”

The owner looked at Ainz and Narberal’s dressing and stared at Ainz’s leather

purse:

“Yeah, got it. I will prepare it before dinner. You need to ready your money too.”

“Sure. Nabel, we are leaving.”

Ainz climbed up the old, creaking staircase with Narberal and headed towards

his room.

After Ainz’s figure disappeared onto the second floor, the companions of the

man thrown by Ainz hastily cast a healing spell on him. Their action was like

lighting a fuse, and the tavern became rowdy again.

“…Seems he is as tough as he looks.”

“Definitely. That arm strength is too powerful, how did he train to reach that

level?”

“No weapons other than the two big swords on his back, he must be confident.”

“Why did this have to happen again… now there’s another person who’ll surpass

us immediately!”

The conversations were fil ed with sighs, surprise and fear.

Everyone knew from the beginning Ainz wasn’t a normal adventurer.

The first clue was his flashy equipment. Full body armor wasn’t cheap, only

those who kept adventuring and had plenty of experience could afford them.

Only those who had advanced to silver medal rank could accumulate such

wealth with the remunerations of their missions. But there were stil some who

inherited or picked it up from the battlefield or dungeons.

That was the reason they wanted to know his actual power.

Everyone was a companion and a competitor at the same time. They all wanted

to know the capability of the newcomers, so the process just now kept on

repeating.

Al who were present went through the same ritual. But no one had passed

through the rites so easily. That meant the duo wearing the copper medal…

Be it companions or competitors, they were definitely powerful, that was evident

to anyone who watched them.

“How should we deal with these two?” “We can’t flirt with that beauty anymore.”

“But if there are only two of them, they can join our team.” “You got it wrong; we

should be the ones asking them to join their party.” “I wonder what he looks like

under that helmet.” “I wil eavesdrop from the neighboring room of that guy

tonight.” “He mentioned Gazef Strolonoff, the strongest warrior among the

neighboring nations just now right? Could he be the disciple of the knight

captain?” “That is possible. Let me take on this heavy responsibility with my

good hearing (thief ears)”.

As the crowd noisily discussed the mysterious duo in high spirit, the tavern

owner walked towards one adventurer:

It was the woman who got the potion from Ainz.

The woman – Verita shifted her gaze from the red potion she was staring at

intensely and looked at the owner with a dull expression.

“What potion is that?”

“Who knows?”

“… Hey, you don’t even know? Didn’t you accept his compensation immediately

because you knew the price of this potion?”

“That’s impossible, I’ve never seen such a potion before. Didn’t you come here

to take a look as well because you haven’t seen this before, old man?”

Verita guessed right.

“Can this potion really compensate you? Your potion breaking is a fact, right?

This one might be cheaper than the one you bought.”

“That might be... this is a gamble, but I am confident I’l come out ahead. This

was given to me by a guy in flashy armor after hearing the value of my potion.”

“I see…”

“… I have never seen a recovery potion with such a strange color; it might be a

rare item. If I hesitated back then and asked to be paid with money instead, it

would be the same as leaving the tiger’s den empty-handed. I’l get it appraised

tomorrow and find out how much it is worth.”

“Oh, I wil foot the appraisal fee. Not just that, I wil even recommend a good

place for you.”

“Old man?”

Verita frowned. The tavern owner wasn’t a bad guy, but he was definitely not a

charitable man. There must be a catch.

“Hey, don’t give me that look. I just want you to tell me the effects of your

potion.”

“Is that what you were planning?”

“It’s a great deal right? And with my connections, I can introduce you to the best

pharmacist, that Lizzie Bareal.”

Verita was shocked.

Many mercenaries and adventurers congregated in Re-Lantier, so vendors

specializing in weapons and equipment were able to earn a lot of money, with

the recovery potion trade being the most profitable. That’s why Re-Lantier had

more pharmacists than other cities.

But even in the face of so much competition, Lizzie Bareal held on to her title as

the best pharmacist. Among all the pharmacists in the city, she could concoct

the greatest amount of complicated potions. Since the owner mentioned Lizzie

Bareal, Verita couldn’t refuse.

Part 2

The wooden door closed with a creaking sound.

Aside from a small table and two single wooden beds with attached chests,

there was no other furniture. Sun and fresh air were available by opening the

blinds.