Before long I am in front of the owner.
A plain-looking young man with disheveled clothing.
Good thing he isn't the hero of a story of everyone would stop reading it.
[Hey there, I'm looking to buy animals for-]
"Can't!"
[What do you mean?]
"I already pre-sold all that I have."
[How long would I have to take for the next batch?]
How I said it sounds highly inhumane. Treating them like objects.
"*Sigh* They feel bad nowadays and don't even have the energy to bother reproducing."
Wow. Something must really be wrong.
I mean besides eating that is the only thing the animals can do here.
"So because of that, I don't have any to sell."
[Actually, I believe I could help.]
"How so?"
[You see I'm an alchemist. Well, an aspiring one at the very least.]
"How does that correlate to livestock?"
[I'm trying to find test subjects to test my creations.]
