I am the descendant of a dark wizard, and I will inherit the family fortune.

After the report, Leon inevitably had to attend the year-end dinner.

Unlike in the past when only women came to him, this time there were a lot more men. Don't get me wrong, they didn't want to make an appointment with Leon to play fencing, but wanted to reach a cooperation with Leon in the field of potions.

Now everyone knows that Sheldon's eldest son came up with some prescriptions from somewhere, and the effects are very good.

Because the color of the medicine is light blue, it is called the "little blue bottle". It is said that there will be a "big blue bottle" in the future.

There is also a slogan that has reached their ears.

"The blue bottle is the one that I feel at ease with."

"No gifts will be accepted at this year's party. The only gifts we will accept are small blue bottles."

……

Leon has been in high spirits these days, living a very comfortable and energetic life.

If you ignore the faintly visible dark circles under his eyes...

There is no way. This novel experience of being a half-orc can only be experienced in the current alien world.

Like a child who just got a new toy, Leon can be said to really be unable to put it down.

Moreover, this toy is of very good quality. You don’t have to worry about it melting when you put it in your mouth, nor do you have to worry about it breaking when you hold it in your hand. You can play with it as much as you want.

Unlike humans, orcs have their own customs and habits, the first of which is to obey the strong.

It was obvious that Leon was a strong man to them, so after a few days of getting acquainted with them, Leon had already won them over and developed round table games and so on.

The most important thing is that Leon doesn't have to worry about recognizing the wrong person.

Because they have tails, the identity of the orcs can be identified by the race and size of the tail.

Leon took a shower and, like he had done in the past few days, found Clayson and served him tea and water.

Looking at him like this, Clayson snorted coldly and continued to pretend not to see him.

Leon didn't get angry. After Clayson's cup was empty, he continued to add tea.

Thinking that he would be returning to the base tomorrow, Clayson finally couldn't help it.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, why don't you tell me what you want to do?"

"Hey, Uncle Clayson, I mentioned it last time. I'd like to buy some slaves from you, but I have to owe you some first... See..."

Clayson put down his teacup. "You're being so attentive for no reason. So, it turns out it's all about this."

"Uncle, I really have no money on hand. If I sell everything I have to scrape together the money, I will be left with nothing.

Besides, I still have a share of the potion, and as soon as the share is in place, I can return the money to you immediately."

Clayson thought so too. Although it was against the principles of business, they were family after all.

"I'll agree to your request this time, but I won't give you a discount. I'll just sell it at the market price."

"I understand, I understand. This is what should be done."

Clayson nodded, "How much do you want to buy?"

Leon was well prepared and took out a list.

"You, you, aren't you afraid that I won't agree?" Clayson reached out and took the list. There weren't many names on it, only about a dozen, but he could tell at a glance that one-third of them were relatives and friends of those orcs.

"Leon, I have to remind you that orcs are not human after all. Don't be fooled by them."

Leon knew what Clayson meant, nodded and said, “Don’t worry, I’m also trying to appease those people. I won’t gather them all together.”

"Huh? Ayesha, you dare to write that? Do you know how much I plan to sell her for? One thousand six hundred gold shields! Maybe even more. If she's trained well, it'll be at least two thousand gold shields!"

"That's not the case..."

Leon was indeed a little surprised. This price was more than enough to hire a formal wizard.

"You should have played with them all. I can say that Ayesha is the most beautiful and has the most mature figure. I could sell her virginity alone for hundreds of gold shields." Clayson paused and continued:

"What I just said was too vulgar. Let me tell you something more extraordinary. She does have talent. My wizards collected some of Ayesha's flesh, blood, and hair, and after conducting experiments on them, we discovered that her talent is very strong. Her defensive ability alone is at least 30% higher.

I also asked her to practice more advanced breathing techniques and gave her a basic introduction. She was able to master it in just two hours. "Tsk tsk, do you still think it's expensive now?"

No matter what, Ayesha was the candidate Leon had decided on, so he poured another cup of tea for Clarkson.

"You little brat, the water's cold! Is that all you can do?"

Leon didn't hesitate, he rolled up his sleeves and started... pinching her shoulders.

"Oh, not bad, your technique is quite good, didn't you learn it from your maid?"

Leon shook his head and thought to himself that this was indeed not the case. This was something he learned from the technician sisters in his previous life.

"Since you're so willing to pay, I'll sell it to you at the base price of 1500 gold shields. Including the other items, you'll give me a total of 2500 gold shields."

Leon nodded and decisively accepted the price.

Although Clayson said that there would be no discount, he still gave him a much lower price in the end.

"Uncle, I want to ask you, you probably have some death row prisoners that need to be dealt with, right?"

"You want to do an experiment? How's your magic rune learning going?"

Leon made no secret of his thoughts, and he had already found a better explanation. The day before yesterday, he used this excuse to apply for an additional 1,000 gold shields in his annual budget.

"I do need them to conduct experiments, and it's not just the magic patterns. I also tortured them to find two prescriptions, but because the contents are incomplete, I need someone to test the medicine."

"I see!" Clayson nodded, "I have prisoners there too, and I used them to train guards or do some small experiments.

Most of these death row prisoners have decent combat skills, so they're also great for training guards...

How about this? I'll select some of them, ok? I'll also hand over the unruly orcs to you as well."

Leon was like a chicken pecking at rice, "Okay, okay! How much is it?"

Clayson stroked his short beard twice. "This is the internal price. Orcs are 50 gold shields each? Humans are 20...30 gold shields. If you want more, I can subtract 10 gold shields from each one."

"Okay! Just follow this price!"

Not to mention humans for now, the orcs live in a very remote area. If they go back and forth quickly, it will take two or three months, and if they go back slowly, they may not be able to come back even in half a year.

Adding the hunting team's wages, travel expenses, etc., 50 gold shields per orc is indeed not expensive. As far as Leon knows, after the hunting team died, Claessen also gave them subsidies, about 50-100 gold shields per person, which is enough for a family to get through the difficulties.

“When I return to the base tomorrow, I will send someone to bring Ayesha and the others back.

I brought her sister out on purpose, intending to make Ayesha afraid to act rashly, but I didn't expect that you would get the chance.

However, my nephew, I have to advise you not to take advantage of your youth and lack restraint, otherwise when you reach my age, you will be unable to do it.

Although the sword is still sharp, it is true...

Ahem, I just said that this is a friend of mine, you can handle it yourself."

……