83 Relaxing Pills (2/2)

”Hey big bro, are you sure you want to buy that pill?” whispered Jugen behind him.

”Hm? What's wrong with the pill?” asked Lyon.

*sigh

With a dejected face, he explained what the pill was actually for. Every sentence that entered Lyon's ear made his face darken and loomed for despair. It turned out that the pill was made for an old man in which cannot satisfy his woman anymore. In a simple term, to wake the 'dead dragon'.

There was only one word in Lyon's mind right now (Fuck!!). The image he built was destroyed in a single purchase in a pill store.

Although he looked calm in the outside, he constantly sought for excuses as he pretended to browse the pills some more. (Nothing! Nothing! I cannot come up with a single excuse!! I could lie and pretend to buy it for a relative but would they believe me?! Rumors will spread that I have a dead dragon!!)

*ehem

Lyon approached the clerk and said, ”Excuse me, may I know from where your store got all these pills?”

Albeit nervous the clerk responded, ”Ah yes, our store got all of them directly from the infamous alchemist Sir Dew of Fugar clan. It means that our pills are straight from his cauldron.”

”Sir Dew?! You mean that Dew?!” interrupted Jugen.

”What? What's up with this Dew guy?” asked Lyon.

”Big bro, he is one of the top ten Saint pill makers in Deo!! Well, he is number ten, but he could create Saint grade pills which is a rare feat to accomplish in this world. He sure lacks behind the other top nine but a Saint grade pill makers is a Saint grade pill makers.”

(So are you praising him or not?!) thought Lyon as he was about to grab the bag of Relaxing pills.

*tap

*tap

Silent footsteps that could only be heard by few entered the store as a familiar figure stood behind Lyon. However, before Lyon turned to face the figure, the figure said, ”This old bones had eyes but couldn't see a master in disguise, please forgive this lowly one as he sought to listen to another of your play,” while giving Lyon a slight bow.

Jugen noticed that Lyon was gripping the bag of pills more tightly than it should have been. As he took a peek at Lyon's expression he thought (Oh Lord...).