Passerby Villain In A Wizard World-Chapter 227: The Potionist’s Favor

Henry really didn't want to ask Ian for anything. But after seeing how his sister, Aurora, and Lyra visibly got better, he finally couldn't stop himself.

Even when asking Ian, he was almost on the verge of puking everything out. And the most important thing was that he didn't know how long he had to travel.

So, even though he was kinda scared of Ian, he still asked from a little distance. After all, Ian was his brother-in-law, right?

"Hmm?"

Ian was surprised by Henry's request and turned around, only to see the ugly look on his face. But his eyes were full of hope for the potion that could get rid of this dizziness.

And not only him but other apprentices around—like Prince Ray and even the Knights—were looking at him as if he were some god here to save them from this torment.

"Hehe... it seems it isn't only me who noticed your potion-making skills."

Yela giggled a little after seeing their hopeful eyes on Ian together. But although she was laughing on the outside, she was still surprised that nobody seemed to want to force or even request more strongly from Ian.

After all, these teenagers were quite daring when asking her before.

It was as if they were afraid of him.

'Interesting! She might really like this guy,' Yela thought with a little joy.

After knowing Ian's talent in potion-making, her bad mood had indeed recovered a lot.

"Do you know how expensive this Basic Potion is?"

Seeing such a large number of people hoping for a free potion, Ian rolled his eyes and asked.

Did they think that a Basic Potion was free and that anyone could get it easily?

Although he had indeed gathered a lot of such herbs during the raid on Ignisia Tower, and he was fast at making potions, that was a special case.

As far as he knew, a Basic Potion cost as much as 100 mana stones in this continent alone. Why would he waste so many mana stones on these guys?

They might call him stingy, but even helping Henry, he was reluctant. After all, he needed a lot of wealth to increase his strength quickly.

"Umm... Ian, c-can you help my brother this time?"

Updated from freewёbnoνel.com.

Ian was about to turn around, ignoring Henry's request, when Aurora grabbed his sleeve slightly and asked a little unnaturally, as if in shame.

But she could understand her brother's plight. After all, despite having stronger mental power than him, she had felt terrible just now. Henry might be feeling even worse.

So, although it seemed a little shameless of her, she asked Ian while looking at him with her emerald-green eyes.

Seeing such a pitiful look in his girl, Ian finally couldn't help himself. So, he tapped her head, looked at Henry and the others, and said,

"Okay, a potion is out of the question. Let me make you some pills. Although they aren't as effective as this potion, they should help you during the journey."

Ian sat back on Lina and prepared to take out the necessary ingredients. Although he could have made a potion only for Henry, excluding the others wouldn't have been good.

After all, Henry was Aurora's brother, and he might interact with these apprentices in the future. So, doing a small favor now could make them think favorably of him.

Ian was a good person—sometimes.

Eh, honestly, he just didn't want to spend the journey listening to them puke the whole time.

"Oh... thank you, Sir Ian. Thank you very much. Haha... thank you, sister."

Henry, who thought Ian would ignore him, immediately thanked him with a big grin upon hearing his response. Although Ian was making pills instead of a potion, it was still good enough as long as he didn't feel so uncomfortable.

And like Henry, all the other apprentices and Knights around also thanked Ian in low voices, appearing visibly brighter.

But Ian didn't care what they thought and waved his hand, taking out all the green leaves he had stored earlier after extracting them from Lavender Mint.

Since he was making pills, he didn't need a full brewing setup as before. Instead, he first crushed the leaves roughly by hand, grinding them into a fine powder.

Then, he took out a shallow stone dish from his mana ring along with spring water and poured the powder into it.

After that, he applied a little mana occasionally and kneaded the mixture into a soft paste, shaping it into small, round pills between his fingers.

He repeated the process until he had dozens of small pills in the stone dish.

Then, channeling energy from the Fiery Orbs, he slowly heated the pills evenly until they hardened, becoming ready for consumption.

"Finished!"

It didn't take long for Ian to make those pills, and to immature eyes, it even looked like he was kneading dough for bread rather than crafting pills.

"You are really good. If not for your origin, I might not believe you haven't practiced with someone before."

Yela commented after Ian finished making the seemingly unremarkable pills. However, as a merchant's daughter, she knew that the process was anything but easy, despite how effortless he made it seem.

"Haha... just a little skill."

To her comment, Ian just laughed it off and looked at Henry, waving his hand.

"Come here. Take this—one for yourself and pass the rest to the others. But don't take more than one, unless you want to be fighting off more than just dizziness." Ian warned, subtly gesturing downward.

"Yes, yes. Don't worry, Sir Ian. I will do as you said."

Henry immediately beamed with a smile, grabbed the stone tray, and gulped down a pill without hesitation.

Then, as if fearing Ian would become unhappy, he immediately walked toward the others, intending to distribute the pills.

"Okay, that's it for now."

Ian said and was about to rest when he heard someone calling him from the front, just beside Yela.

"Hey, you apprentice. Can I talk with you for a second?"