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Herbs & Lotions - The Busy Life of Alfraed Logick

In a world where magic lives and mysterious civilizations are found, Alfraed Logick opens “Herbs & Lotions”, a shop selling various medicines, potions, and lotions. Under the guidance of a mysterious master, the young man becomes an adept healer who possesses abnormal strength and stamina, fluency in the ancient language, and a willingness to go the extra mile. With these abilities, he promises to make the shop the best in the world and live the lifestyle of his dreams. In his endeavor to promote his products to the world and earn extra income, he will unexpectedly have encounters with heroes, kings, elder dragons, devil lords, demigods, and many more. Some become trusted friends, some bitter enemies, and one of them is the love of his life. This is the story of Alfraed Logick's busy life. ------- I am a non-believer in a perfect main character who can do anything and everything flawlessly from the beginning. In early chapters, the titular character made mistakes, made foolish mistakes, and did not always know what to do, resulting in inefficient decisions like in chapter 12—basically, a human. Through all those errors, he learned and grew, becoming more mature as a person and businessman. I publish—at least 4 (four) new chapters per month.

PWS · Fantasy
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314 Chs

Trouble at the store (2)

"Aarrgghhh!!!" an anguish-filled scream echoed inside the store.

Out of the blue, the bandana-wearing man's wrist was grabbed by something and viciously pulled up to the top of the ceiling, without consent lifting his entire body from the floor.

The pain was indescribable, it was sudden and acute. He thought his whole arm severed from his body just now.

Thank goodness it was still intact. Still, this fact did not make his situation any better.

"...??!!"

Puzzled, he looked upon his numbed hand, unable to see anything around it. Yet, there was an alien sensation on his wrist and the restraining force was real.

"…Can't…get..down!!"

The man tried to return to his rightful ground by continuously waving both legs. However, that intention was not achieved. His effort bore no fruit, not even close, and his body still hanging in the air.

"Fool! Stop moving! This instance!!"