However, even before that, this product alone was enough to secure a firm footing for the potion shop in the market.
"The beast pellets you've brought out are good stuff, but a shop's operations can't rely on just one product," Wizard Archie began, "What do you plan to do next?"
"With the beast pellets attracting customers, we're going to sell a lot more Potions each month than before," Carl replied. "I intend to sign long-term contracts with a few Alchemists, under the condition of a fixed quota and fixed amount for purchasing Potions."
"And since our shop needs so many Potions every month, it's only normal to offer a lower purchase price than others."
"Agreeing on the quantity of Potions, the price, and compensation for breach of contract can also prevent recent incidents from recurring."
"As long as no one replicates the beast pellets before then, binding the Pharmacists to the potion shop will keep operations running."
Speaking of business management, without mentioning the prosperous business environment of my previous life, the Eastern Kingdom Continent already had various business contracts in place. And the Magic Forest still maintained its ancient business laws. The chaotic, disordered, and primitive living conditions were hardly conducive to developed commerce.
Carl's proposal was quite novel to them both. Charlie was so excited he slapped his thigh vigorously.
"Who would have thought!"
"Carl, my junior brother, you're actually a business genius! It would have been great if you'd come sooner."
"Don't worry!"
He patted his chest and said, "I will help you contact the Pharmacists; I'll stay in the shop for the next six months and take care of business matters."
"Thanks, senior," Carl said with a smile. "With your help, senior brother, things will be much simpler."
With the trump card of creating beast pellets in hand, Simon's so-called scheming was bound to become laughable.
All tactics would be powerless in the face of an overwhelming trend.
And in business, the trend is premium products offered at low prices.
As for the shop's Potion shortage, that was an easy fix. Whether it was with support from the Tower or borrowing from Sam, there was no need to worry in the short term.
We just need to get through these next three days. Once word about the beast pellets spreads through the market, the potion shop's business will naturally stabilize.
"By the way!"
Kael spoke up, asking, "What about Simon? How are we going to deal with him?"
Upon hearing this, the faces of Wizard Archie and Charlie simultaneously darkened, a gloomy feeling settling over them.
"Thirty years!"
Wizard Archie shook his head gently, his voice tinged with emotion, "The reason I didn't take him as my disciple is precisely because Simon has significant character flaws."
"Did he really think I didn't know he was secretly buying Potions at low prices to resell, or that he was pocketing profits when purchasing Potions for the shop?"
"Sigh!"
"The people of the Cape family are not as good-tempered as I am."
「Several days later.」
「Night!」
A shadow appeared on the outskirts of Leipzig Market.
Simon, with a pack on his back, looked around cautiously, then tightened his grip on the Magic Wand in his hand and quietly sprinted toward the distance.
"Damn!"
"That bastard Fela! He pushed all the blame onto me, but it was his idea to open the shop right across from Wizard Archie's potion shop!"
"And Allen!"
"Some little lord of the Cape family, just a fool who doesn't know anything about running a shop."
He muttered to himself, anger rising on his face, "I lost money in the shop too. Why should I be responsible? Since you're pushing me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Leaving Leipzig Market, I can go elsewhere. Do they really think I'm tied to one place?"
"Carl..."
"Damn bastard!"
Simon muttered under his breath, but his voice didn't carry; even the sound of his footsteps made no noise.
Obviously, he was using a highly adept 'silencing' witchcraft.
SWOOSH!
With a swift movement, his entire body glided forward as if pushed by the wind, sailing seven or eight meters ahead.
He was just about to cross a narrow alley ahead and leave the market's bounds.
"Simon!"
At that moment, a familiar voice called out, "My friend, where are you off to so late at night on your own? Aren't you afraid of danger?"
At the entrance of the alley ahead, a figure stepped out, blocking his path.
The man was tall and muscular, with sparse hair on his head, and a pair of eyes that shimmered with pure golden light.
That was the characteristic of some kind of activated witchcraft.
"Fela!"
Seeing who it was, Simon's expression changed, "What are you doing here?"
"Heh..." the big man, Fela, chuckled softly. "That's a question for you, my friend. You haven't exactly been focused on the shop these past few days."
"And!"
He pointed at the pack on Simon's back, "What are you carrying in there? It better not be the Magic Stones meant for the shop's turnover."
"Nonsense!" Simon's eyes flickered. "I'm just out for a stroll because I'm feeling upset."
"Is that so?" Fela shook his head. "You'd better say that to Young Master Allen when you get back. If he believes you, I'll have nothing more to say."
CLAP! CLAP!
He clapped his hands lightly, "Come out!"
As his voice fell, figures emerged from the surroundings, an invisible, murderous aura completely enveloping Simon.
"Huh?"
Fela's gaze sharpened, "That's not right!"
Saying this, he swung his hand, and a streak of light appeared, piercing through Simon's body.
Witchcraft—Flying Arrow!
Simon's expression froze, his body shook slightly from the impact, and then he dissolved into a puddle of water droplets on the ground.
"Water Avatar?"
Fela's eyes narrowed. "Simon, my friend, did you really think you could escape?"
"Chase him!"
"Kill him if he resists!"
"Yes!"
Under the cover of night, the hunting squad from the Cape family responded in unison and then silently vanished into the darkness.
The hunting game had officially begun.
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