Chapter 103 - 103. The Private Garden (1/2)
”Yes Yes, Bloodrage. If was not by an expert visiting our house several months later and seeing the garden full of Dondon, we would have thought that he died of natural causes.”
Said Mack, clicking his tongue and doing a melancholic face, as if half blaming himself, and half missing his nonexistent uncle.
Hearing what Mack said, the horseman panicked a little, but then remembered that the girl was still alive, there was still a way of reversing it, if the girl died because of Dondon, his reputation would be ruined and he would never be able to sell anything in this city anymore, heck, he may even be killed by someone.
”Look man, I know what you thinking, I will keep my mouth shut about this, I don't want to see someone being hanged just because of this. But since I'm here, what are the more expensive plants you sell here?”
Asked Mack with a devilish smile on his face.
The horseman quickly understood what Mack was saying and nodded a few times as the stress left his body. His reputation would not be ruined, not today, at least.
”Come, Come, I will show you the private garden, the rare plants can't stay here on the shelves, and of course, you can take what you want, free of charge..”
Mack followed the horseman, and soon they entered a small garden, full of flowers and other kind of plants, with almost not a single spot empty.
”I can say for sure that this is the best private garden in the city.”
Said the horseman, feeling proud of his hard work. This garden was his life project and any kind of plant in here was worth more than all the shelves in the front store.
Mack looked around, and as the man said, several messages popped in his retina, all of the plants here were of at least uncommon grade, Mack even spotted two rare grade flowers.
Walking and checking the plants, Mack gaze focused on the two rare flowers.
[Brausy, rare grade, makes a man capable of raising his sword again]
'What kind of rarity is this? Ohhhh that sword....'
Seeing Mack's gaze fixed on the Brausy flower, the herbalist thoughts run wild to a place that Mack was not aiming at.
”cof”
Mack's gaze went to the other flower and something he didn't expect appeared.
[Masura, rare grade, cleanses the body of impurities while making essence runs more fluid]
”Oh, that is a good one. How should someone consume the Masura?”
Asked Mack aloud, still looking at other plants.
”You can drink it as a tea, one petal for each cup. But only once a day, it has a powerful effect.”
Hearing what the man said, Mack wondered how many petals he should use. After all, he had a freak body.
Mack looked at how many Masuras the garden had and took half of them and put on his backpack.
Pain could be seen on the horseman's face, but he still didn't say anything. He bit his tongue and swallowed his pride. At least Mack had left half of them.