I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

Potion alchemy is more interesting than Julian imagined.

Julian held the extract of silver leaf grass in one hand, and held a thin leaf about the size of a thumb in the other hand. His expression was very solemn, and with a flick of his finger, the leaf fell into the The quilt of the extract.

The originally calm liquid suddenly boiled after the leaf entered, and a large amount of green mist evaporated. The moment Julian saw the mist, he picked up the petals of the three-petaled fragrant flower and threw them in.

After the mist came into contact with the Fragrant Flower, it quickly wrapped the petals and re-integrated into the liquid. The originally colorless liquid was dyed with a layer of clear emerald green, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Successful?" Matthew came in to deliver the ingredients, and asked curiously when he saw Julian looking at the liquid in the beaker fascinated.

"Hmm." Julian nodded reservedly. He failed more than a dozen times before succeeding, which was not good news for him.

Matthew, on the other hand, didn't seem to see it that way. He leaned over and smelled it, and exclaimed, "Master, you are amazing!"

"Huh?" Julian looked at him puzzled.

Matthew clicked his tongue: "Master, the success of your first concoction is beyond my expectations. I thought you would at least use up all these ingredients to succeed!"

Julian: ...is the potion so difficult to prepare?

He directly asked his doubts, and Matthew nodded vigorously: "Of course! Master, don't you know? This potion with healing effects can only be prepared by magicians, and magicians are very rare in the first place, and they can be proficient in potions." It's even rarer to learn, like you, you can successfully concoct healing potions more than a dozen times, which can be called a one-in-a-million talent." While explaining, he did not forget to flatter .

Julian really didn't know this, but he quickly grasped the point: "Doesn't that mean that the price of medicine will always remain high?"

"Yes." Matthew nodded: "Pharmaceuticals are not something that the poor can use."

Julian wondered: "Then why did I hear that some poor people who look down on diseases rely on medicine for treatment?"

Matthew suddenly realized: "That's different. The potions those poor people drink are all extracted from ordinary herbs, but this..." He pointed to the potion in Julian's hand: "This is a magic potion. is completely different."

"In other words, the price of magic potion is very expensive? If I refine a large number, is it convenient to sell?" Julian looked at Matthew.

"No problem!" Matthew snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "If it's something else, I don't dare to guarantee it, but healing potions are always in demand at any time. I have figured out the situation in Monk City for a few days, and found the black market there..." Speaking of the black market, he touched his chin: "Monk City is a good place, and the black market is quite prosperous. I took a look, and they The throughput is very large, no matter how many healing potions can be eaten.

Julian nodded knowingly. In a commercial city like Monk City, there must be a black market, and many shady things will change hands through the black market.A black market like this is often supported by many forces. For various interests, whether it is the king or the church, most of them turn a blind eye to this kind of black market, and even occasionally use this place to achieve their goals.

"I found out that there was a gathering in the black market recently. It is said that some nearby island countries and large pirate teams will send people to attend. If you are interested, I can get a ticket." Matthew said.

Julian glanced at him with some surprise. A large black market like this obviously wouldn't easily issue tickets, and he didn't know how Matthew did it.

It was rare to see Julian's surprised eyes, and Matthew was a little proud. He puffed up his chest and said reservedly: "Actually, if you need it, master, I can even get you a booth."

"Booth?" Julian was quite surprised. He didn't expect Matthew to do this, which made him even more puzzled. What did Matthew do in the first place, and Luke was willing to send him out as a gift to himself.

"Is there a specific date for the black market party?"

"This is not clear, but it will not exceed seven days." Matthew replied after consideration.

Julian nodded: "Okay, you go and get a booth. I will concentrate on configuring these few days, and try to get more healing potions in the past few days. Taking advantage of this black market to make a name for myself, it will be easy to sell in the future."

Matthew responded repeatedly, and soon left the Gray Tower and rushed to Monk City. A ticket is easy for him, but he needs to operate a bit to get a booth.

After Matthew left, Julian handed over all matters in the territory to Sidney. The old butler was indeed experienced. With their subjective initiative, they organize the territory in an orderly manner.

Julian began to retreat and prepare healing potions. The healing potions made with silver-leaf grass are only primary healing potions, and the effect is not as good as the magic spells cast by priests, but this does not hinder its value. After all, a priest will not follow Heals you by your side, and potions can.

When Julian got serious, even he was afraid, so he locked himself in the laboratory and worked for five days. During these five days, he didn't step out of the laboratory, and even three meals were brought in by Nina.

When Matthew knocked on the door of the laboratory again, he couldn't dare to look at his eyes. Who is this man with black eye circles and a dejected face, who looks like a necromancer?

"Matthew? Are you back?" Julian's reaction was still a little slow due to repeating the same action for a long time.

"Yes, master, I've already got the booth..." Matthew carefully supported Julian, for fear that he would pass out on the ground in the next second.

"I'm fine..." Julian shook his head vigorously and quickly regained consciousness.

The strength of the third-level knight is enough to support him without eating, drinking or sleeping for a week. He is in good condition now, but he is a little sloppy.

"I prepared a total of 86 bottles of potions, all of which are on the back table. You sort them out, six in groups, and ten groups. Let's keep the rest for ourselves. I'll go wash up first."

"Okay master, leave it to me, you go to rest." Matthew was even a little panicked, he didn't expect Julian to work so hard, which was very different from the nobles he had seen before.

Julian waved his hand to indicate that he was really fine, but seeing Matthew's nervous look, he decided to show consideration to his subordinates and go back to sleep for a while before discussing with him.

He took a shower, and fell on the soft quilt before his hair dried. The bedding prepared by Owen was undoubtedly of excellent quality. Lying on it was like lying on a cloud, making people's eyelids twitch in comfort.

In his drowsy state, a familiar breath entered his room, that breath was so familiar, Julian didn't even want to open his eyes, just muttered something casually, turned over .

He vaguely heard a chuckle, and then his hair was gently picked up, and a warm heat spread from his head to his body. He only felt that his whole body was light and more comfortable, and he only heard it in a daze. Someone said: "You haven't even dried your hair, why do you make yourself so tired..."

Julian wanted to refute, he was not tired, but the bed was too comfortable, but he was really too sleepy, too lazy to speak...

Soon, he fell into a warm embrace, groping with his fingers, the tight skin, the scars he had rubbed countless times... Very well, it was the embrace he was familiar with!

Julian buried his head in and took a deep breath, consciously adjusted a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

Resting his head on one hand, Owen's fingers gently stroked Julian's cheek.After falling asleep, Julian was unbearably disturbed, and unceremoniously took a bite of the meat around his mouth.

Owen let out a deep laugh, and the slight vibration of his chest made Julian turn over angrily, and turned his back to him.

"Good..." Owen turned the person over again, coaxing softly.

Julian looked unexpectedly immature after falling asleep, and Owen felt a sense of guilt when he looked at the obviously too young face.

If you really want to count it...Julian seems to be a little over 16 years old, not 17 years old, but he is very mature in his usual behavior, which makes it impossible to treat him as a teenager.

Only after falling asleep, he would show such an immature face, and it also made Owen reflect on his frequent courtship.

Seems like... a bit too much...

Owen rubbed his nose and decided to adjust the frequency of courtship. Too frequent love will indeed have an impact on the growth of young people. What he wants is to be with Julian forever, not temporary pleasure. It's just... I can't help it sometimes.

But for Julian's healthy growth, he can endure it!

Knock knock knock!

Just when Owen was staring at Julian's sleeping face in a daze, there was a knock on the door.

"Master?" Matthew's voice sounded outside the door.

Owen looked at Julian's frown slightly because of being disturbed, and said displeasedly: "Julian is resting, come back later."

Matthew outside the door: ...

He had known for a long time that the master he was loyal to and the great knight were a little unclear, but it still made him feel a little weird to hear that the other party was in and out of the master's bedroom with his own ears.

However, whether it was to protect his master or face a powerful knight, Matthew couldn't say anything, he could only say tactfully: My master has worked hard for several days, please let go. He's a horse...

Owen: ...

A little embarrassed, I always feel that the other party seems to be implying something...→. →

Owen Diary:

There are not many things in Monk City, and there are many things that are not said. Time is something that can always be found as long as you squeeze.

I admit that I am in love, and I don't want to be separated from Julian for a moment, but for my career, I have to deal with those nobles.

Fortunately, whenever I have a chance, I can secretly go to see him. When I saw him this time, he was already asleep. After falling asleep, Julian gave off a very childish feeling. You will realize that he is still a child... Ahem, no, he is a teenager!Boys who are about to grow up!

I felt guilty for a few seconds, but fortunately, Julian in his waking state never let people associate him with the word boy.

I kissed his cheek while he was asleep. Julian's face was very soft. I don't know what he used. There was a faint fragrance on his body, which I liked very much.

Julian really worked hard to develop his territory. At first, I didn't understand why he worked so hard for those goblins. Then I figured it out. Maybe for him, his territory is like his career. A man should always have his own career, no matter how big or small the career is.

But I still feel sorry for him working so hard, and hope to have the opportunity to help him in the future, even if it's just to make him relax a little bit.

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Diary: Occasionally, I have to change my warm painting style..._(:з」∠)_