I am the Enchantress!

Chapter 126 One gold coin per plant

"The heart of the forest?"

Wilder paused for a moment.

Hollen had just warned him not to go into the heart of the forest recently, but then he was immediately given a mission to go into the heart of the forest.

"Um."

Cyrion took a piece of parchment out of his pocket and laid it flat on the table.

Several lines of text were written on it in ink:

Red Amanita mushrooms, 20 plants;

Viper root, 20 plants;

Bloodroot, 10 plants.

"This is----"

Wilder asked.

"I'm friends with Mr. Louis from the medicine shop, and this is a list he gave me yesterday."

Cyrion explained, "He usually hires a small team to collect plants for making potions, but recently that team encountered a tough battle, and several adventurers were seriously injured, so they can no longer take his orders."

"He knows I frequent the association and wants me to take this list to the association and help him post a commissioned task."

"I told him that if a bounty is posted, the association will take 20% of it."

"Louis said it was no problem. He also said that I could take the order directly, and I could keep 10% of the 20% cut."

"I'm just asking for everyone's opinion."

Wilder nodded, then asked, "How much did he pay?"

"One gold coin per plant, fifty gold coins in total."

"Including the extra ten percent," Cyrion said, "that makes a total of fifty-five gold coins."

"Clang!"

Before Wilder could speak, Talia dropped the soup spoon from her hand onto the table.

One gold coin per plant?

That's one hundred silver coins.

Ten thousand copper coins!

But the gathering task she did before only yielded fifty copper coins per plant.

The difference is too big!

She stared blankly at Wilder, her eyes filled with endless confusion.

"Well----"

Wilder explained, "This gathering mission is quite advanced, since it's deep in the forest."

Moreover, he had seen these plants in "The Connection Between Alchemy and Spells," and they were all important materials for refining high-level healing potions.

Each bottle of that potion costs more than ten gold coins; it's a high-end product sold to elite adventurers.

"oh."

Talia nodded, seemingly understanding.

However, she had ventured into the heart of the forest before in search of the Soul-Burning Hound and hadn't found it particularly dangerous.

"Are these plants not available elsewhere?"

Wilder looked at Cyril, "For example, the outskirts of the forest? We have a lot of people, we can spread out and search, we might not be able to find it."

"no."

Cyrion shook his head. "According to Louis, these plants have demanding growing conditions and only appear in the interior."

"Hmm—I don't think that will work."

Wilder gave his conclusion and then told everyone about the two things Hollen had told him.

"Oh, I see. I understand."

Cyrion nodded solemnly. "Since Hollen says so, let's give up."

As he spoke, he put away the parchment.

Talia, who was holding up her bowl to drink porridge, blinked her clear, light blue eyes and quickly glanced around again.

Gru shook his neck in frustration: "More than fifty gold coins! What a waste!"

The group had eaten breakfast.

Cyrion drove Martha to work at the association and handed over Mr. Louis's bounty request to the association as well.

Since Gru had nowhere to drink at this hour, he also planned to go to the guild with Cyrion to see if there were any suitable new missions.

"Talia, are you coming too?"

Martha invited, "When there's no one at the counter, will you chat with me?"

Since the two girls waited together at the association for the people they were thinking of, they seem to have become good friends.

"it is good."

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Talia stuffed the last piece of bread into her mouth and nodded.

As a result, everyone except Wilder will have to go to the association.

He had to go upstairs to sleep.

After breakfast, more blood rushes to the stomach to aid digestion, causing insufficient blood supply to his brain, and drowsiness washes over him like a tide.

After the other four left the Colt Inn, he took Wild Wolf up to the second floor and returned to his room.

The single room wasn't big; the bed and the open space were about the same size, just enough for one person and one wolf.

They were all sleepy.

One was lying on the bed, and the other was lying on the floor.

They all fell asleep quickly.

When Wilde woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

-

This is the hottest time of day.

Summer's surging sunlight streamed in through the window, completely covering the bed.

He sat up, picked up the oak cup on the bedside table, and took a sip of lukewarm water.

The wolf had woken up and was sitting upright at the head of the bed, looking even more obedient than a dog.

"It's strange that I always call you Wild Wolf."

Wilder rubbed its head. "How about I give you a name?"

"Aww~"

The wolf howled softly.

As long as it can eat barbecue every day, it doesn't care what it's called.

"How's Bruce?" Wilder asked.

"Aww~"

It seems they've agreed.

Wilder got out of bed, washed up quickly, and then took Bruce downstairs.

It was past lunchtime, and the pub downstairs wasn't crowded.

Upon seeing Bruce next to Wilder, a few diners tucked their feet back into the table.

"Wild, this is—"

Ella was a little scared, but she still walked up to Wilder's table and slowly asked.

"Oh, this is Bruce."

Wilder nudged the wolf's hind leg, making it move closer to avoid startling Ella.

"Please give me a fried fish set meal, plus a roasted pork rib."

A single serving of pork ribs costs one silver coin.

If he hadn't earned so much last time, he might not have been able to afford to support Bruce.

"Okay, okay."

Before leaving, Ella, though frightened, still mustered the courage to gently touch Bruce's head.

"Aww~"

Bruce had already smelled the aroma of roasted meat in the tavern and was in a very good mood, showing no aggression whatsoever.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Bruce."

Ella beckoned to the wolves, but her gaze was fixed on Wilder.

"It said it was happy too."

Wilder gave a charming smile.

After lunch, Wilder led Bruce to the Adventurers' Guild.

The lobby was much livelier at this time than in the morning.

Push open the door.

After a hearty meal, Bruce followed Wilder into the hall, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

"Why is there a wolf following that person?"

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"What kind of profession is that? A beast tamer?"

"Is that kind of profession?"

"Get away from me—"

Whispering among themselves, Wilder realized that he no longer needed to use the "actor" persona to project an intimidating image.

Bruce took care of everything.

He glanced around the lobby and walked straight to Martha's counter.

At this moment, no one was handing over the task. Cyrion and Gru were chatting with her at the counter, and Lyle was also there.

Wilder greeted them one by one.

"Martha".

He glanced at the counter. "Where's Talia? Wasn't she with you?"

"Oh, you're already busy looking for girls as soon as you get here?"

Martha made a sarcastic remark, then added, "She said she had something to do at noon and left first."