Chapter 137: Cocktail

Adryan was now alone, inside the boss's abandoned office.

Taking off his mask and placing it around his waist, he sighed as he sat down on the floor.

The last warning he had given to the Dynamic Duo had shocked them quite a bit but Fors caught on quickly to what he meant by that and not long after they left.

And now he was alone in the factory.

"Well, that was interesting what do you say Flora?" asked the redhead pleased as he took out the paper with the Apprentice formula.

"They are curious women, but the tallest one doesn't look like an Abraham to me" the woman answered calmly, her tone showing some curiosity.

"Wrong time, wrong place, and a lot of bad luck" the redhead answered nonchalantly as he unfolded the paper and read the formula.

_ Apprentice potion formula_

Main Ingredients

* 15 milliliters of blood from a dark-patterned panther.

* 50 grams of Blue Crystal.

Secondary ingredients.

*100 milliliters of pure water.

*5 milliliters of pink octopus ink.

*20 grams of Moringa tree bark.

* 10 milliliters of liquor.

'And a new potion for a future member~' the redhead thought with a pleased smile as he put the formula in his jacket pocket.

A Beyonder of this pathway is fairly easy to breed and grow...As long as it's not someone of Abraham's blood they'll be fine.

In addition, having a Traveler will be very useful.

The formulas of this pathway will be very easy to get because when Fors joins the Tarot Club she will have a connection with the Abraham family who have the complete sequence of this path.

The redhead's expression calmed down and his face became serene.

'I only have to get Sailor but that is solved with a talk with Alger.'

'So with the formulas I have it should be enough for my future team' the redhead thought as he looked at his hands.

The ritual of sequence 4 Iron-Blooded Knight was to assemble a team of at least 30 people, make them strong one after another, and establish a good relationship with them.

Being 30 people it was obvious that several pathways would have to be repeated and now with the Apprentice formula the distribution of the team was more or less decided.

'Depending on my need, the majority can easily be a Hunter or Sailor due to the ease of obtaining the materials, then the other part can be between Bard and Warrior, the fewest will be Spectator, Apprentice, Seer, and Marauder...'

The Warrior potion formula he would get it from Sasha, and the Marauder formula from Flora.

If he got more formulas in the future he could try to add them to his team but for now, this would be the distribution.

If he could choose he would like to have a Savant Beyonder in his team but that formula was controlled by the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery...

But there were Two pathways that Adryan would very much like to have and he could even get the formula for the Sequence 9 of one very easily but he decided not to...

'An Apothecary and a Planter would certainly be very useful, their potions and the medical knowledge they possesses could save me from very precarious situations but I just can't shake the disgust that the thought of having one on my team gives me...'

He felt a strong revulsion towards the pathway of the Apothecary and Planter.

This revulsion is a very potent combination of Knowledge Liquor, Paranoia Vodka, and Transmigrator Juice. All of these mixed in a cocktail so strong that it made Adryan adamantly refuse to even know the other half of the Apothecary's potion formula.

The transmigrator juice and knowledge liquor stemmed from everything he knew thanks to being a True Transmigrator, someone who didn't belong to this world. Thanks to this he knew what these pathways represented and to whom they belong and this gave birth to the vodka of paranoia.

He did NOT want to have a Beyonder of any of these pathways that could become a great danger to him and his team at any moment!

He knew this was just him but he can live without these two pathways for all he cares...

Sighing, he got up from the ground, put on his mask, and left the boss's office.

As he left the factory there was something he couldn't help but think about.

'I wonder how the soldier is doing?'

...

Glaint sat up with disappointment written all over his face this was hidden by the simple mask he was wearing.

'There's nothing again' the nobleman thought sadly as he watched the gathering continue.

There is no information on his Apothecary potion.

While inwardly lamenting his horrible luck, a woman dressed in a hooded robe and a simple face mask stood up.

"I'm looking for the Conspirator potion formula and the Black Hunting Spider's composite eye, does anyone have information on either of these two things?" she asked with a soft and calm voice.

Glaint's eyes widened in surprise.

'Black Hunting Spider's composite eye? that's what Adryan is looking for!' Glaint tried to take a better look at the woman who had spoken but he couldn't see any special detail.

A few days ago he received a letter from Adryan, someone whom he thought was dead because he had read that in the newspaper but it turns out that the man was fine!

He had informed him of a new place to send letters and that he was also looking for the same material that the woman had requested, he had asked him to check his collection in case he did have it.

Glaint searched but found nothing, he could only apologize to the man and tell him that he would use his contacts to search for it.

He also mentioned in the letter that he had asked Dutch for the same thing but the man had ignored him again...

'Ever since the party, Dutch has been more lonely...' Glaint thought, worried about his friend.

Seeing that no one had spoken, the woman with reddish-orange eyes did not become sad but spoke again.

"Is the lady who sells artifacts here?"

Nobody said anything for a few moments but then a woman spoke.

"Today there is nothing, you should wait for the next gathering"

Reddish orange eyes quickly located the person who spoke and saw that it was a masked woman dressed in a brown robe.

The orange eyed woman shook her head.

"I was commissioned to deliver a letter to you, it is from the man who requested the personalized artifact a few weeks ago." she said as she took out a simple envelope from her robe.

The masked woman was caught off guard for a few moments but then she nodded.

"The reason?"

"A new commission" was the short answer of the orange-eyed.

The masked woman nodded slightly and after a few seconds in silence she spoke.

"I can receive it, give it to me" the orange-eyed woman said nothing, she just left the envelope on the tray of a worker who took it to the masked woman who took it and opened it and read it.

'What's going on here?' Glaint thought in confusion watching this interaction.

The masked woman kept quiet for a long time but she folded the letter with trembling hands, placed it inside the envelope and kept it inside her robe.

"Tell the man his order was accepted" the woman's voice was slightly shaky.

The orange-eyed woman didn't say anything, she just nodded, and like that the exchange was completed.

Glaint watched all this, not understanding what had just happened.

...

Adryan readjusted his black glove as he looked at the building in the distance.

He had returned to Wolf Troath to better analyze the area.

He would come here every day until the weekend so he could prepare as best as possible for the attack on the Dead Shot gang.

"We're already here so what will you do this time? You don't have the soldier with you so what will you do?" Flora asked curiously as she looked around, doing what she could to do so.

Adryan let out a short chuckle as he shook his head.

"I don't plan to explore the street of the building, but rather to see what my escape route would be. Besides, the soldier shouldn't take too long to return" the redhead answered calmly as he jumped towards another building.

With what he planned to do, a ready escape route was equal to or more important than the plan of attack.