Night is coming.
Instead of the glow of the setting sun, a hazy full moon loomed in the deep blue twilight.
After a day of exploration, the adventurers who returned safely from the dungeon laughed loudly in the tavern, making it quite lively.
For adventurers who often dance on the edge of a knife, the atmosphere of the tavern can relax their tense nerves.
Numbing oneself with alcohol and spending the day in a gradually fading trance is the daily routine of many adventurers.
The entire set of streets eastward from the entrance to the dungeon are filled with signs and lights of various taverns.
The beastman girl, with her furry ears and tail swaying, dressed in cool clothes, solicited customers.
Amazon warriors who are more exposed than them can be seen everywhere, attracting a lot of attention.
In the tavern with a sign that read "Hostes of Abundance," the half-elf girl and the human boy finally found a seat.
"You really know how to pick a place."
Aina was still wearing her guild uniform, but since it was already off-duty time, she relaxed her posture and looked around.
When she saw the busy figure of the cat-girl in maid clothes, she looked at Kevin with a meaningful look.
The latter saw a teasing tone in her eyes that said, "I didn't expect you to like this."
"I just come here often to buy food, so I'm familiar with it."
Kevin shrugged and waved to a silver-haired maid passing by.
"Xi'er, give me two of today's recommended combos, plus two glasses of iced apple juice."
"Ah... it turns out that Kevin is here!"
Hearing the guest's voice, the silver-haired maid came over in surprise and waved in a familiar manner.
"Why are there two today? Oh... I guess you invited 'female friends'."
For some reason, Xier put more effort into pronouncing the words "female friends."
But her face still had a very gentle and kind smile, which was really elusive.
Xier-Frois, the hostess and maid of the tavern "The Mistress of Plenty."
Because of her cute and pretty appearance and gentle and kind personality,
Even among the tavern maid group that includes elves and cat girls, she is extremely popular.
Although she was very curious about the half-elf sitting opposite Kevin,
Xier still abided by the rules of a maid and did not waste time on such matters.
Soon, two steaming hot sets of meals with a fragrant aroma were served.
"Another reason for choosing this place is that the interior of the store is cleaner and there are no noisy drunks."
Kevin explained in a low voice, glancing at the sturdy figure sitting at the bar out of the corner of his eye.
The owner of this shop is a high-level adventurer with Lv5 strength, a female dwarf warrior known as the "little giant."
Although she has retired, her strength is enough to make any drunk who wants to act crazy think twice.
"Well, I didn't expect you to be so well prepared."
Aina gently shook the apple juice in the wooden cup, suggesting something meaningful.
"You are so familiar with this place, do you often invite girls here?"
"Um..."
Kevin pondered for a moment and replied with a subtle look.
"It's better to say that I have extensive experience in raising small animals."
Aina: ?
"Well, let's get back to the topic."
Kevin coughed lightly and changed the subject.
"What are the results of the identification of the two bottles of potions?"
The identification of this world can only be achieved through special spells.
Unlike Kevin, who can get all the information at a glance.
So by the time the appraisal institute came out with the results, Aina had already passed her get-off work time.
After all, since she was bothering others because of her own affairs, Kevin naturally treated her to dinner.
"They are all potions of very standard quality. There shouldn't be any problem selling them."
Aina took out two bottles of potions that had been identified and placed them on the table.
"The market price of the healing potion is around 1,000 Valis."
"The magic potion can be sold for more than 8,000 Valis..."
"If a large clan is going to launch an expedition soon, maybe it can go up to 10,000 Valis!"
"Um?"
After hearing the price of the potion, Kevin realized something.
"Why is the price of a life-saving healing potion so much lower than a magic potion?"
It would be fine if the difference was only two or three times.
But according to Aina, the market prices of the two differ by nearly ten times!
"Isn't it normal that magic potions are more expensive than healing potions?"
Aina's tone was very matter-of-fact, as if this was a matter of course in Orario.
"The materials for making magic potions are rarer than those for healing potions. Only the underground masters below the middle level can produce them."
"Also, magic potions are essential for wizard-type adventurers."
"In the 'Expedition,' if there is enough magic power, maybe the entire battle situation can be reversed."
"So the importance of magic potions is greater than that of healing potions."
"It seems that your alchemist friend didn't tell you these things."
"Ah... I see."
Kevin nodded as if he understood, but couldn't help muttering in his heart.
In his case, the prices of the two potions were reversed—
In the shop, Lesser Healing Potion costs three silver coins.
The price of the weak magic potion is only one silver coin!
"If I want to sell these potions, is there any way?"
Kevin's question made Aina look embarrassed.
"Generally speaking, the clans that are able to make magic potions and spiritual medicines have already established their own reputation and business scope."
"If we don't have a storefront, we can only sell our products on the roadside like a potato ball vendor."
Kevin shook his head decisively when he heard this.
"I don't have that much time."
"I have to prepare for the Molten Fire Festival in the next two days."
"Molten Fire Festival..."
Aina seemed to be thinking about something, as if she understood something.
"So you bought the iron ore for this purpose."
"Well, I want to gain the recognition of the goddess at the festival."
Although these iron ores have nothing to do with the equipment he will display at the festival,
Kevin let Aina think so for now.
"Is that so... Oh, there's really nothing I can do about you."
The half-elf girl sighed, as if she had made some kind of decision.
"Just focus on preparing for the Molten Fire Festival."
"I'll help you with the sales of potions and the purchase of iron ore."
Kevin was delighted when he heard that, and just as he was about to thank her, a white jade finger touched his lips.
"No need to thank me, since I am your adventure consultant."
Aina's pretty face was filled with a big smile, and a beautiful cherry color spread out, which was actually a bit charming.
"You owe me a favor now, remember to pay it back."
"That... is for sure."
Kevin glanced at the wooden cup that had been drunk by Aina, feeling a little confused.
That's not right. There is no alcohol in this apple juice.
Could it be that Miss Aina has a sensitive physique that would get drunk just by smelling alcohol?