"Pleasure doing business with you. If you want more, then you can find us over there, behind the butcher's place."
Saying so, they stood up and quickly walked out of the brewery.
"Are you okay?" Victarine asked. "How do you feel?"
"Let's wait about ten minutes. Also, let's find an inn or someplace to sit casually."
Under Savine's guidance, they entered the best inn around, which wasn't really worth much. Getting inside, Victarine didn't even want to sit on the bed.
Ten minutes passed and Savine sighed, sounding somewhat disappointed.
"Practically nothing."
Victarine was somewhat pleasantly surprised. Clearly, Savine was an experienced user. She would know about the effects of drugs. Did that mean they didn't have to take the case as seriously?
"But the drug itself is quite potent," Savine added.
'Oh.'