Lord of Mysteries: S Chapter 160: Old Friend

Chapter 160 - Old Friend

In front of the streetfront house with the signboard "Folk Herb Store" hanging on it, the mont Ebner entered the outer room of the shop, he saw a man jogging out from inside. The mont he saw soone, he imdiately lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Don't worry, we won't guess what potion you bought... Speaking of which, can't Darkwill do so serious business? After lampooning inwardly, Ebner swept his gaze and was suddenly stunned. Apart from Darkwill, who had a round face and a chubby body, there was actually soone he knew in the store.

It was the friend he hadn't seen in a long ti, one of the mbers of the Hunter Squad that Anderson was preparing to form, the son of Sergeant Faxin, Aetris.

At this mont, Darkwill was promoting his best potion to the livid Aetris.

"This is a potion that will make you more outstanding in that aspect. It's the kind that adds mummy powder. Do you need it? I guarantee you will be satisfied.

"I know. You may be very strong, but as a man, you always chase after the strong."

Aetris took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, but he couldn't help but say in an unpleasant tone, "Leave your potion for yourself, although I don't think soone like you can use it." With that said, he deliberately sized up Darkwill's stomach and face.

Darkwill wasn't angry. He chuckled and said wretchedly, "It might not be useful elsewhere, but this is Backlund. There are many street girls. They appear outside the concert halls and the theater and wait in the streets and alleys. So of them are professionals, while others are part-ti maidservants. They have different styles. It's said that in certain places in the West Borough, there will occasionally be bankrupt noble ladies. It's very desirable..."

After that, he looked at Aetris provocatively and pretended to be regretful. "You haven't experienced it yet, have you? Tsk tsk, so you're a virgin. What a pity."

Aetris's head was pounding. he resisted the urge to hit him and said, "I don't have ti to argue with you. I have sothing to ask you, Apothecary! What drug did you make for Sergeant Faxin?"

"Do you think I'm soone who enjoys helping others?" The chubby Apothecary looked at him strangely and asked.

"Of course not!" replied Aetris without any hesitation.

"Then it's settled. Why should I tell you? That's my client's privacy!" Darkwill spread his hands and said innocently.

"But you just took my money..." Aetris retorted.

"Didn't you spend money to buy dicine? The mont you ca in, I could tell that your blood was surging, your desires were fluctuating, and your body was very empty... Young people need to be restrained," Darkwill said with an ambiguous smile.

Aetris widened his eyes as if she could not believe that such a shaless person existed. he was indeed weak, but it was not because of what he had done, but because he had been injured before.

Seeing that the two of them were flaming each other and completely ignoring him, Ebner could only deliberately cough to attract their attention. At the sa ti, he complained in his heart: The provocation level of this future "provocator" is actually inferior to the Apothecary's... Indeed, Darkwill should definitely change his approach.

Upon hearing the cough, Darkwill imdiately looked at the door and said in an exaggerated tone, "Look who's here? Backlund's Hero Detective actually ca to my shop. If I were to take a picture and hang it at the door, would my business flourish?"

Ebner shot him a glance when he heard that and said calmly, "It looks like you still want to remain silent for a few more weeks?" His relationship with the Church of Earth Mother was recorded in all the major factions in Backlund. He wasn't afraid of others knowing that he had a good relationship with the Forsaken Land.

Upon hearing this, Darkwill imdiately swallowed the words he was about to blurt out. He carefully craned his head to look out before heaving a sigh of relief and asking, "You recognize that brown-haired girl? She didn't follow you, right? The poison that the girl inflicted was simply terrifying. I don't know how much effort it took for

to finally treat myself the day before yesterday..."

To be honest, this was a little beyond Judy's expectations. She'd thought you'd be able to concoct the antidote in three or four days at most... Was that too much of a noob?

That was what Ebner thought, but he didn't answer Darkwill's question. He just smiled at him aningfully, then turned to Aetris. "It's been a long ti."

"It's only a month. How can it be considered long?" replied Aetris, who had wanted to talk to him for a long ti.

She felt that her adventures out in the sea had been fruitless, while Ebner's return to the tropolis had caused his reputation to rise in a short period of ti. Therefore, he felt sowhat awkward, inferior, and unnatural.

I say, will people like you die if you don't argue? Ebner lampooned. Then he said to his friend who had always been "awkward