"Calinsha" has been experiencing frequent heavy rains lately.
Sometimes, even when the sky is clear, a large patch of dark clouds suddenly appears from nowhere, followed by a downpour.
Such is the weather.
Anri had to carry an umbrella with her at all times, stepping on the slightly damp ground as she walked towards the potion workshop.
The Holy Kingdom's weather is truly fickle, Anri thought to herself, spotting a small puddle ahead and leaping over it with a forceful push of her front foot.
Splash! The Evil Spirit Dog's large figure leisurely followed Anri, carelessly stepping into the puddle and splashing a string of muddy water.
"Xiao Hei, you've dirtied your paws again," Anri said, her head aching at the sight.
"Woof." The Evil Spirit Dog responded lazily.
Drip—drip—
Drip—drip—
The sky darkened, and rain fell without warning.
Anri quickly took out her umbrella and opened it, holding it over her head. "It's raining again."
The passersby on the street also opened their umbrellas one after another, and voices of complaint or displeasure rose from the crowd.
Due to the rain, the street became a bit chaotic. Anri gripped her umbrella tightly and walked forward. Under the Evil Spirit Dog's intimidation, the pedestrians on the street actively made way for her.
"It's a bit late today. I need to hurry to the workshop and deliver the potions as soon as possible, can't keep the customers waiting." Thinking this, Anri quickened her pace.
When she was in the Kingdom, she always sold potions with Emerald Witch, but the people of the Holy Kingdom didn't like Demi-humans very much.
To prevent trouble, the Evil Spirit Dog now accompanies her.
"Not all Demi-humans are bad people."
"Is this the 'prejudice' that Ainz-sama mentioned?" Anri had always felt that Emerald Witch, although a bit cold, was a very good person.
The sudden rain came quickly and went quickly.
Just as the potion workshop came into view, the dark clouds in the sky had already receded.
The residents of "Calinsha" say that this season is always rainy. The Holy Kingdom is surrounded by sea on three sides, and there are always some abnormal weather patterns every year.
Taking a few quick steps.
Anri arrived at the door of the potion workshop, hesitated for a moment, signaled the Evil Spirit Dog to wait outside, and then walked into the workshop.
Selling Alchemy Potions in another potion workshop was naturally not Anri's intention to provoke, because this was the location set by that trader.
A serious atmosphere permeated the potion workshop.
Ten figures cloaked in gray raincoats stood quietly in the Great Hall. As Anri arrived, they all turned to look at her.
Faced with the gazes of many.
Anri's steps faltered as she entered the workshop, and she said softly, "I'm here to deliver the potions."
One of the figures walked out from the crowd, a middle-aged man with an obvious finger-length scar on his face.
"Thank you for your trouble, where are the potions?"
The scarred man first sized up Anri before speaking blandly.
Anri quickly took out 20 "Regeneration Potions" from the magic leather bag at her waist, and said calmly, "These are your potions."
Having experienced so much, Anri was no longer the timid and cautious village girl who had just left Karn Village.
These 10 people looked a bit like adventurers; judging by their attire, there were Guerrillas and Thieves.
Anri's eyes quickly scanned them, and she muttered inwardly.
She also felt that these people didn't seem like real adventurers, but more like the elite soldiers often encountered in Calinsha.
"20 bottles? So few." The scarred man frowned, turning his head to call out to a figure beside him, "Check them."
Another young man, similarly cloaked in a raincoat, stepped out from the group, took the 20 potions from Anri's hand, raised his palm towards the potion bottles, and chanted softly, "Item Appraisal."
Mana light flickered.
The young man's face showed a surprised expression.
"What's wrong?"
"No problem. It's the first time I've seen this kind of healing potion. The effect is even better than rumored. It might really save our lives at a critical moment."
Hearing this.
A smile also appeared on the scarred man's face as he looked at Anri, "Good, how many Gold Coins in total?"
Anri immediately said, "10 Gold Coins per bottle, 200 Gold Coins in total."
"What!"
"So cheap? The price I inquired about wasn't this." The young man holding the potions suddenly raised his head, incredulous, then seemed to realize something, "No wonder it's Mr. Pabel; he actually has so much influence."
Pabel? That's the tall, thin soldier leader with sharp, somewhat frightening eyes who visits the captain from time to time.
"That's not it!"
Anri raised her head and said seriously, "The potions made by Captain are always this price, it's just that those who buy the potions will raise the price again to sell them."
"The number of high-level 'Regeneration Potions' that Captain can make every day is very small. This time, it was commissioned by that Mr. Pabel."
"Our Captain stayed up all night to make them for you." Anri's tone was faintly dissatisfied.
Hearing these words.
The ten figures cloaked in gray raincoats looked at each other. Some were expressionless, some had angry faces, and some let out a soft laugh.
"Thank your captain for me, if I can still live..." The young man looked at Anri and said gently, but stopped halfway through his sentence.
"Cough!" The scarred man coughed.
"Haha." The young man laughed heartily, while the expressions on the faces of the other figures varied.
"The items are ready, everyone, we should go." The scarred man said blandly.
After receiving the payment of Gold Coins.
Anri looked strangely at the figures in gray raincoats disappearing into the street, and then turned around to return with the Evil Spirit Dog.
Inside the inn.
Tang Zheng sat on the sofa, looking at the prices of crops and meats he had copied down, lost in thought.
"Anri is back."
"Those people didn't take the fortress through the city walls, but left Calinsha." The Emerald Witch stood respectfully to the side, reporting softly.
"By sea?"
Tang Zheng wasn't surprised, waving his hand dismissively, "They plan to use the trade routes of those merchant groups to blend into the Hills area."
"Hopefully, these people can come back alive."
The Emerald Witch's bright yellow eyes flickered. It seemed her master thought these people probably wouldn't return alive.
Even if her master didn't intervene.
With those people's strength, they wouldn't be able to gather any useful information at all, or rather, the information they could gather was only what her master wanted them to know.
Abelion Hills.
Southern part.
Normally, entering March, the Hills area should be full of rain, but there was no sign of rain at all. Not only that, the sun was blazing.
Even though winter had just ended, it already felt like a heatwave.
"Kill!"
"Slaughter this group of Ogres!"
"Snatch everything for me!"
"..."
Noisy shouts of killing echoed in the sky, intertwined with the Ogres' angry roars.
A gray and brown torrent collided, and savage fighting broke out in the mountains and forests, with blood and minced meat flying everywhere, emitting a strong bloody smell.
Fighting with the Ogres was a group of gray Demi-humans, with rat-like appearances, bipedal Demi-human Race.
This was a powerful race in the Hills area—called Iron Ratmen!
Bang! An Ogre swung the sturdy wooden club in its hand, forcefully striking an Iron Ratman's head, smashing the Iron Ratman to the ground on the spot.
However! What surprised the Ogre was that the Iron Ratman only shook its head and climbed back up from the ground.
"That hurt, I'm going to tear you apart!" The Iron Ratman cried out in pain, while raising its sharp claws and pouncing on the Ogre's chest.
Sharp claws swung up and down!
The Ogre was disemboweled on the spot, forcibly pierced through the chest by the Iron Ratman.
The stinky red blood dripped down the Iron Ratman's metallic gray fur, making its already scarlet eyes become exceptionally ferocious under the reflection of the blood.
Iron Ratmen were born with steel-like fur, which made both their teeth and claws extremely sharp and hard.
At the same time, it also gave them relatively high resistance to physical attacks.
The powerful Ogres had little ability to resist in the face of these Iron Ratmen. Moreover, the number of Iron Ratmen far exceeded the Ogres, clearly indicating they had come prepared.
In less than a moment.
Dozens of Ogres were completely slaughtered, while the Iron Ratmen only lost seven or eight of their own.
Cheers echoed through the forest.
Many Iron Ratmen began to clean up the battlefield, which meant taking away the corpses. At the same time, the food transported by the group of Ogres was also taken away by the Iron Ratmen.
Over the course of more than a month.
The commotion caused by the Ogres trading large quantities of food with humans caught the attention of the Iron Ratmen in the southern territory, also located in the Hills.
As one of the twelve major Demi-human Races in the Hills, the Iron Ratmen were not a sparsely populated race like the Demon Manifested People, but possessed a very large population.
This attack was not a temporary impulse, but part of a long-planned scheme.
At this moment!
An Iron Ratmen force of about eight hundred was attacking the Ogre settlement.
"Hand over all the food!"
"Stupid Ogres, daring to trade with humans."
"You have betrayed the Hills!"
An excited roar came from the mouth of an Iron Ratmen with a belt around its waist, resembling a Magic Item, its scarlet eyes full of greed.
Bang! An Ogre rushed over from a distance, but before it could get close.
The Iron Ratmen swung its claws, easily dismembering the Ogre. The strength of the two sides was clearly not on the same level.
"Have you not found the storage location of those foods yet?" The Iron Ratmen wiped the blood off its claws and looked impatiently at the two Iron Ratmen beside it, who were constantly sniffing.
"Chieftain, these Ogres seem to have used some method to cover up the smell of the food." One of the Iron Ratmen cautiously said.
"Don't worry, Chieftain, the food is nearby." Another Iron Ratmen sniffed hard, stating with certainty.
"Ah!"
"Ah!" Suddenly, screams of its clansmen rang out not far away.
The Iron Ratmen Chieftain was stunned, narrowed its eyes, and looked in the direction of the screams.
Only to see!
In the direction of the screams, three superior species whose size far exceeded that of normal Ogres were striding in this direction.
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