Combat Maid Harem

"If you really wanted to see me fight, I can give you a demonstration," Gerban said after seeing the disappointment on Lawrend's face.

"I guess that works as well," Lawrend replied.

He only needed to see how he fights, after all.

"For now, I have to report to the Mage Guild Headquarters in the capital. I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow," Gerban said.

"Oh, thanks. That's less of a bother."

Lawrend nodded his head and focused his eyes on the receptionist behind the desk.

"Hello, I would like to sell potions," Lawrend said.

"..."

"Hello? Are you okay?"

Lawrend waved his hand at the receptionist's face.

"A-Ah!! Right! What potions are you selling?" the receptionist replied in a fluster.

"We have 101 Low-Quality Healing Potions," Lawrend replied.

"101 Low-Quality Healing Potions? That's so many."

The receptionist looked at him in shock.

"Sir Lawrend, you know how to brew potions?" Gerban asked.

"Ah, no. It's this butler of mine," Lawrend replied and pointed to Nao behind him.

"Your butler is quite talented," Gerban said and nodded his head in acknowledgment.

Nao hid behind Lawrend. Gerban's eyes intimidated her due to his large size.

"Ahahahaha. She is," Lawrend laughed.

He personally increased her talent. Of course, she would be talented. If she wasn't, then he would increase it again.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master," Nao said and bowed to him.

"S-Sir Lawrend?" the receptionist called out.

"Oh, right. Here," Lawrend said and passed her a storage ring.

The receptionist wore the storage ring and placed three bottles of the potion on the table. She uncorked the bottle and smelled the contents inside.

"*Sniff* *Sniff*"

She smelled the contents and swished it around like alcohol.

"This is Low-Quality," the receptionist said as she nodded her head in satisfaction.

"So, how much is it selling for?" Lawrend asked.

"1250 gold each," the receptionist replied.

"What?" Lawrend gawked at her in disbelief.

"This is also the limit that we can buy. Almost no one buys potions because of their price," the receptionist continued.

"How about other potions? Are you going to buy any?" Lawrend asked.

If Nao couldn't sell Healing Potions, then she could make other potions instead.

When they bought the 100 portions for the Healing Potion, Lawrend never expected to make 101 potions. It was because there were leftover potions from before.

Using the Glowing Fire Hand spell to brew the potions made brewing more efficient. In reality, Nao could've made 300 potions, but she could only make 101 potions in total because of her inexpertness.

"Yes. We will buy other potions besides Healing Potions for a while. Do note that we will only buy 50 potions for each of these potions I will write on this paper," the receptionist said and scribbled on a piece of paper before passing it to him.

"Magic Recuperation, Magic Absorption, and Muscle Tightening Potions?"

"Yes. These potions are the ones that sell besides the Healing potion," the receptionist replied.

"Can I buy 50 portions of materials for each then?" Lawrend asked.

"5-50 portions?"

The receptionist looked at Lawrend doubtfully.

"Sir Lawrend, I think you should buy more. It's hard to brew potions. Most of the price comes from the failed potions needed to brew a successful one," Gerban said from the side.

"Don't worry. My butler here is very talented," Lawrend replied confidently.

"What!? Are you sure she could brew potions with 100% efficiency!?" Gerban exclaimed in disbelief.

"What? Is it that weird?" Lawrend asked.

In reality, Nao only had 33% efficiency, but Lawrend wasn't gonna tell him that. Nao could make 150 potions in those 50 portions if she had 100% efficiency.

The reason this was the case was because the citizens of the Undrasil Kingdom sucked at brewing potions. They needed three portions to create one potion that wasn't even guaranteed to be a success.

Most of the failed potions actually evaporate away which added more to the loss of efficiency. With the technique of using a spell to brew potions, the heat of the flame could be better controlled. Thus, reducing the evaporation of the potion.

"Sir Lawrend, you must be joking. Ahahahahaha," Gerban laughed.

"...I'm not," Lawrend replied with furrowed eyebrows.

"..."

"..."

The smile on Gerban's face disappeared, and the two of them stared at each other.

"Can I have your butler?" Gerban asked with a straight face.

"No," Lawrend replied instantly.

"How!? You're already talented in magic and yet you have a talented potion brewer butler!???? Are you the Goddess' child or something???"

Gerban gripped at his hair in annoyance. He was losing his sanity knowing Lawrend.

It was understandable for him that the Undrasil Kingdom managed to birth a talented mage after 10,000 years but for the Undrasil Kingdom to birth an insanely talented Potion Brewer at the same time. Something must be up!

Technically, he wasn't wrong. Lawrend was an anomaly. He was also put into the world by the Goddess.

"Well… It just happened."

Lawrend shrugged his shoulders. He doesn't know how to explain it to Gerban without exposing the fact that he was from another world, and that he was sent here by the Goddess.

"You…"

Gerban was speechless. He tried to speak, but no words came out.

"Can you speed it up please?" Lawrend asked the receptionist.

He wanted to go home now. He doesn't want to be prodded by Gerban. He might slip and tell him something he shouldn't have.

"Yes!"

The receptionist nodded her head. She looked inside the storage ring and quickly counted its contents.

After making sure that there were really 101 potions inside, she handed him 126,250 gold in gold bills. Lawrend kept his calm from the outside as he accepted the huge amount of money, but deep inside, he was cheering.

It was the best decision for him to accept Nao! She was a gold mine. With this, he didn't have to worry about money anymore.

"Thank you for the patronage!" the receptionist said with a wide smile on her face.

It was a huge contrast to the face she made when she first met him.. She now knew that he was a kind and cool man.