Regarding the upcoming situation and creating a new page in history, Gurney might be interested to some extent, but he was not too concerned.
Gurney was more interested in using secret mark potions to strengthen himself.
After pondering for a while, Gurney looked at Viya.
"Lady Viya, when sending supernatural materials to me, can you also send me the seeds of certain supernatural herbs?"
"Seeds of supernatural herbs?" Viya did not understand the request.
In the case of most supernatural herbs, most of the medicinal traits were gathered in the herbs themselves. The seed would often contain little to no supernatural medicinal traits. With little medicinal traits, extracting from them would not be efficient. Thus, seeds were not used as the materials for creating potions most of the time.
"Is the seed of a herb very important?" Viya looked at Gurney.
"It might not be of use, but it might also give me new inspiration regarding my research," Gurney explained briefly.
"Mm, I get it. I will add in some supernatural herb seeds in the first batch of materials. If you find them useful, we will send more afterwards."
"I will thank you in advance then, Lady Viya."
"This is my job after all." Viya smiled gracefully.
The reason why Gurney wanted the seeds of supernatural herbs was simply because…
In Gurney's mind, when he searched through the memories of playing various passive farming games in his previous life, he found that many of them had the function of "plant cultivation".
This Passive Farming System had already unlocked the [Special Encounter] and [Reincarnation] functions after some opportunities arose.
Then would it have the "plant cultivation" function?
Gurney did not know, but it was worth a try.
Viya smiled as she said, "Today's gains are beyond my expectation. I am afraid that even my teacher would be very happy when he hears the news."
Indeed, this trip was well worth it, and the gains far exceeded her imagination.
Originally, she thought that he would just be a Pharmacist with superior talent.
But this young Pharmacist had such outstanding and terrifying talent instead.
"It is dinner time now. Melander Hotel has rather delicious signature dishes. Allow me to treat you to dinner!" Viya said in a light tone after looking at her delicate silver-white pocket watch.
Since there was a free meal offered, Old Cohen did not stand on ceremony. "Gurney, go and call Mersha. I will go hire a horse carriage outside."
"Okay!" Gurney nodded.
After heading downstairs and getting around a corner, Gurney rubbed his temples lightly.
"Asking me to call Mersha when that little girl is so afraid of me…"
After returning, Gurney had met with Mersha just once, where she acted like Gurney was an incredibly evil person.
Afterwards, Mersha had been actively avoiding Gurney.
But Old Cohen asked him to, so Gurney had no choice but to go there.
He arrived on the second floor and looked toward the door at the side.
Knock, knock, knock…
Gurney tried to knock lightly.
A moment later.
Creak…
The doorknob was turned as the door opened slightly, but the chain locking the door was still there.
Mersha had an alert expression as she looked out of the slit of the door opening. When she saw that it was Gurney, her expression was not so much fear as confusion.
"Is anything the matter?" Mersha asked carefully.
"A guest is inviting us for dinner, and Father asked me to call you. We are going to Melander Hotel, the largest hotel in Sugar City."
"Okay!" Thinking about it, Mersha nodded lightly. "I will change my clothes and come out."
Next, she shut the door.
He stared at the red wooden door that was just shut.
Oh? This little girl isn't afraid of me anymore. Gurney frowned lightly while rubbing his chin.
Is it because… my destiny chains were cut?
Hmm… now that I think of it, that should be the case. After those chains were cut, these few days, I have a feeling of relief like a burden was taken off me. It feels like I have broken some sort of restrictions.
Earlier, I thought that it was because my body and blood became much stronger.
Now it seems that this is the effect of cutting the destiny chains.
This girl is very sensitive and has a high supernatural sense. She was particularly alert against me. But after my destiny chains were cut, her alertness towards me fell.
Looking at Mersha's attitude, Gurney made a conclusion. The cutting of the destiny chains will make it much harder for enemies to use observation methods, divinations, deductions, or other similar rituals against me. Not only will it be harder to get my information, but the information itself will also become vaguer, or maybe, the missing part of the information would be the ones that might pose a danger to me.
At the same time, the observable effect is that it can reduce my enemies' alertness towards me that arise due to their supernatural senses.
It can even lower others' perception of my presence and threat level. When the enemy wants to pick someone, they would not prioritize me. When comparing threat levels, I will seem as harmless as a fly.
This cutting of the destiny chains is… really interesting!
Gurney smiled.
…
In the tiny room, it was dark and cold.
At the balcony of the tightly shut window, a flower as thick as a baby's arm and about half a meter in length had a bud as big as an average man's fist.
The human-faced flower was already inside the flower pot, quietly growing, but it had not yet bloomed.
Mersha came to the side of the human-faced flower and gently stroked its bud, as if she was stroking the person she loved most and was closest to.
"Little flower, little flower, I feel that he has lowered his guard against me. His threat towards me is almost non-existent now."
…
"What is going on in there…?"
…
"He will not be a threat to me… Does that mean that he is starting to trust me?"
A moment later, Mersha smiled in a cute and innocent manner.
"Little flower, little flower, I got it."
Next, Mersha opened her cupboard. From the few dresses that she owned, Mersha started to choose what to wear.
...
Viya, who was an aristocrat to begin with, was also a powerful Transcendent herself, so in terms of delicacies, her knowledge far exceeded the ordinary person's.
In Gurney's case, of the delicacies that they ordered, he had really only seen them in the newspapers before.
A sumptuous dinner, amidst laughter and conversation, became a pleasant experience for them.
Unknowingly, it was already past nine o'clock at night.
Tick tick…
As the night went on, the rain became heavier.
A large horse carriage was parked on the road near Old Rock Street, No. 155.
Gurney left the horse carriage first.
"Gurney."
Once he got off, Gurney heard a rather anxious voice.
"Hmm?" Gurney turned around to look.
What he saw was a man with a black umbrella standing in the midst of the rain below a dim light.
Even though the lighting was bad, Gurney could still tell at first glance that this was Avery.
"Avery, why are you here at this time?"
Vaguely, Gurney could sense something amiss.
Seeing that people were coming down from the horse carriage after Gurney, Avery lowered his voice and said, "Let's talk at the side."
Seeing his solemn expression, Gurney nodded.
At the corner, Avery spoke at a volume that only Gurney could hear, "Blue Shire died."
"Died?" Gurney's heart sank. "How did she die? When was it?"
"She was assassinated this morning."
"Assassination? Today? This morning?" Within the darkness, Gurney squinted as sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"At the same time"—Avery's tone was even lower now—"Yulair and Pavel were also attacked. Even though they did not die, they suffered severe injuries. I'm not sure about Black Dill's situation yet."
Yulair and Pavel.
If only Blue Shire was assassinated, then it might be a coincidence.
But Yulair and Pavel were also attacked.
Thus, the answer was obvious.
Gurney clenched his fist and said, "The blood-eared elf that escaped is… taking revenge on us."
Back then, Gurney had such a worry. After all, those blood-eared elves had a vengeful nature.
One of their people was killed, and the treasures that the group obtained were also likely related to the blood-eared elves. The escaped blood-eared elf had likely reported this incident to their clan.
And now, it seemed like that happened after all.
"Yes." Avery was furious but helpless. "It is a pity I am too weak. Otherwise, that person would not have escaped. I have already told my father about our adventure. He wants me to return to our house and stay under protection for some time. I will be leaving tomorrow morning. I can't contact Black Dill for now, and you need to be careful yourself."
"Yeah." Gurney nodded solemnly. "You don't have to worry about me here. And be careful on your journey."
"I know." Avery sighed lightly as he went to his horse carriage.
As he watched Avery's horse carriage leave, Gurney who stood under the shelter looked at the rainy night sky, feeling slightly dazed.
Blue Shire, the girl who liked flowers and had a cheerful personality, had died.
"During our last meeting, you were the one who treated us!" Gurney muttered softly.