Done Deal!

Manik accepted the vials carefully, holding them up to the faint light. "Of course. I'll sell them tomorrow."

But inside, his heart skipped a beat.

Only three?

Last time, with a similar batch of materials, Rose had delivered eight bottles. And they'd sold fast. The fact that only three were left suggested one of two things: either Raymond had already sold the rest himself... or he had used them.

If it was the latter, it meant Mr. Rose was walking a dangerous path, possibly even facing more battles than before.

Either way, Manik didn't ask.

He simply nodded with a polite smile and tucked the potions away, knowing better than to dig into the affairs of someone as unpredictable and powerful, as the robed figure standing before him.

Raymond had told Manik that he'd used five bottles of Primary Magic Recovery Potion for his own needs, leaving only three for sale. A simple, believable explanation.

But Manik wasn't so sure.