So Ruthless!?

There was no helping it; who else but her was the Clan Leader? Well, this was what a Clan Leader was supposed to do.

In the future, once the Witch's Tea Party grew and had more members, she would just let them buy things themselves. After all, the supplier was already established, and she needed to use them herself anyway.

“Heh, for a merchant, if you're not making a profit, you're losing money.”

Seeing that Lan Qingyou wasn't planning to cut him out, Shang Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was fine for now; at least he had secured his fledgling leatherworking business. However, this couldn't go on forever; he had to break his dependence on Lan Qingyou as soon as possible, or at least bring her share of his business down to below 30%.

Perhaps he could discuss it with Chu Yuan. It just so happened that his leatherworkers had recently become capable of crafting C-grade leather armor.

Shang Chuan plotted this in his mind.

“By the way, does that Naheye guy have an identity card?”

Because she had benefited from one before, Lan Qingyou turned her attention to the identity card as soon as her own minor affairs were settled.

This was good stuff—SSR-grade loot that had to be collected immediately after a battle.

“Probably not,” Magician replied.

As the Guild Master of the Adventurers' Guild, Magician was naturally the most familiar with how the guild operated.

Things like identity cards were managed by the Adventurers' Guild. Since there wasn't even a guild branch here, where would an identity card come from?

“He has one.”

Shang Chuan took out Naheye's identity card and handed it to Lan Qingyou.

“What! He actually has one?!”

Magician stared in shock at the card in Lan Qingyou's hand.

He hadn't expected it to actually exist.

But if it did, didn't that make Chu Yuan's previous guess even more accurate?

There was no Adventurers' Guild here, so it was impossible for anyone to have issued it to him, and he certainly had nowhere to apply for one.

That left only one possibility: someone had taken a sample of his mana to manufacture this identity card.

Who it was didn't matter; what mattered was that Naheye had been in such a hurry, which meant he definitely had a reason for needing it.

Thud—!!!

A pile of items tumbled out of the identity card as Lan Qingyou's mana surged.

The curious Magician craned his neck and leaned in to look. There was a lot of stuff, but it wasn't messy at all.

Potions, materials, food, water bottles...

It looked like the warehouse of a boutique shop meticulously maintained by a storekeeper, making one’s eyes light up and want to take a closer look.

As he watched, Lan Qingyou pulled out ten wine-bottle-like containers filled with a green liquid from the pile.

Aside from looking exquisite, they didn't seem to have any other notable qualities.

But they all knew that Lan Qingyou never did anything without a reason.

Or rather, she would never touch anything she didn't value.

And if something caught this Witch's eye, it was definitely good stuff.

“This is...”

“C-grade Ice Dew Wine Bottles. Their feature is the ability to preserve liquids for a long time, and they come with a weak frost effect that doesn't damage the contents.”

Seeing someone ask, Lan Qingyou waved a bottle at them.

“What! If used for wine, wouldn't that mean you could drink it chilled directly?!”

Upon hearing that the item had a frost effect and could preserve liquids long-term, Riesling, the owner of the distillery, immediately became excited.

“Theoretically, yes. I just don't know how long one bottle can keep things frozen.”

“That's fine! The gimmick is what matters. It can be used to package high-end alcohol; those who like to show off love that kind of style.”

Riesling grinned, clearly already calculating the possibilities.

“In that case, do you want the recipe for this wine bottle?”

Seeing that Riesling had taken the bait, Lan Qingyou casually brought up the recipe.

Sure enough.

Riesling's eyes lit up when he heard that Lan Qingyou had the recipe for the bottles.

“I want it! What's the price?”

“Half of the profits from all high-end alcohol bottled in Ice Dew Wine Bottles.”

“Hiss... That's ruthless!?”

Riesling sucked in a breath of cold air.

He knew the Witch wasn't one for bargaining; she usually gave a take-it-or-leave-it price, so the number she quoted was unlikely to change.

Unless it went up, of course.

“The profit margins on those things meant to tax the gullible are very high anyway, so you won't lose out. Besides, Ice Dew Wine Bottles aren't just for alcohol, right?”

Seeing that he seemed hesitant, Lan Qingyou whispered into his ear like a devil.

“When you put it that way, it’s true...”

Riesling calculated in his head, thinking about how these could hold fruit juice or other things besides alcohol.

Lan Qingyou wanted a cut of the alcohol profits, but the rest of the profits would be his. Looking at it that way, it didn't seem like too bad a deal...

So, after shooting a sideways glance at Lan Qingyou, Riesling gave a nearly imperceptible nod.

Then he thought of Chariot, who was interrogating Saran Siqing at Jiang Lan's house.

Mass production would ultimately fall onto that fellow Olf's shoulders.

“Alright, alright. I'm more interested in what's inside the bottles than the bottles themselves.”

After the bottle matter was settled, Sun and the others, who had been watching from the side, strongly urged everyone to focus on the liquid inside.

“If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Jormungandr's blood owned by Formation 505, right?”

“Yes. Each bottle is about five hundred milliliters. Ten bottles total five thousand milliliters, which can produce about a hundred thousand evolution potions.”

Lan Qingyou lined up the bottles on the ground, presenting them clearly to everyone.

Gulp—

Lan Qingyou heard a faint sound of someone swallowing.

The people around her were now staring intently at the ten bottles neatly arranged in the center.

They were all anxious; they all wanted it.

A full five thousand milliliters, enough for a hundred thousand evolution potions—it was plenty for the dozen or so of them to split.

“Everyone played a part this time. How should we divide it?”

“Equally, of course.”

“I know that, but how do we divide it equally? There are still a few others back home; they have to be included too, right?”

“Of course they do.”

“True. Even though they weren't here for Naheye, they all took part in the first stage against Saran Siqing.”

“Then... how about we go back and divide it among everyone together?”

“I think that works. Plus, we can see how Justice and Wheel of Fortune are doing on their end.”

After looking at each other for a moment, the members of the villa discussed it and ultimately decided to head back first.

After all, they couldn't divide the blood while standing here.

Instead of standing around staring at it anxiously and being unable to do anything, it was better to go back early.

That way, they could divide the blood with everyone present.

So everyone acted very 'gentlemanly' for now.

Of course, this gentlemanly behavior might also be because this 'bonus' was more than substantial enough.