"How many have accepted?"
"10 groups have accepted the trade, I wanted to have more but they were resistant in giving their gold coins for now. Saying they only had a handful and the potions were just luxuries."
"Ugh… how are they luxuries? We drink them like they are usual water. Anyways, how many in total can we sell?"
"22 bottles… but I had to do some marketing, Lucas. We have to give 2 for free to a group for testing."
"Oh? Why did you do that?"
"They weren't accepting the trade and their group was the largest, they all are fighters too so getting the coins would not be a problem for them. I wanted to make them think that the potion is a necessity by using them."
Lucas couldn't help but nod in agreement. It was not like he didn't trust John's judgment but the opposite. He wanted to hear John's judgment in order to help the leader inside him grow.
"Great. 210 potion vials are ready. We just have to close them with the lid."
