The burly man outside the door picked up his weapon and started to smash Leah's shop.
Even the magic potions placed at the door were not spared.
They were all smashed to pieces.
The azure potion flowed to the ground, and the ground was full of the smell of money.
Leah looked at their violence indifferently, but behaved very calmly.
"Miss Leah, don't you need to stop it..."
The voice behind her was a little anxious. She knew the value of those potions. Just breaking a bottle was a loss.
Leah sat on the chair calmly and watched the thugs continue to make trouble.
"It doesn't matter, let them smash."
"The more they smash, the more compensation they will have."
Of course, Leah also knew it.
These people are at most a group of rogues sent by others. How could they possibly compensate?
Feeling that the time was almost up, she touched the magician's hand on her right hand and stood up and was about to go out.
"What are you doing!"
A shout came from outside the door.
Liya was slightly stunned. Someone was brave enough to do something righteous?
She stood in the house and looked outside.
A blonde lady with aristocratic temperament stood beside the carriage, cursing at the tattooed men.
Who was that?
Liya looked up and looked at the familiar face of the blonde girl carefully. She already had the answer in her mind.
The daughter of the Duke's family?
Why was she here? Was she just passing by?
Or... did she do it on purpose?
Erica, the daughter of the Duke, has been famous since she was a child because of her superb talent.
Some people think that her future achievements will definitely surpass the former genius Victor.
Including the last time, if Victor had teased a girl from another family, it would not be worth making the headlines.
But Erica's public influence is really too great.
Liya thought to herself:
I'm afraid that her kindness here this time will cause another wave of news hype.
...
In fact, Erica didn't think too much.
Although it was a day off today, she didn't have the heart to study in the academy after Victor left.
Because except for Victor, the level of other teachers is really too poor, even worse than her own.
It happened that she took a day off today, went shopping, and let herself rest for a day.
It was also to relax her mood.
As a result, she heard the servants at home talking privately about the prop store opened by the Cravenner family in the East City of the capital.
Cravenner, that is Victor's last name, of course she remembered it.
However, East City District...
Erica was very interested, but the store was opened in the East City District, which was quite far from her.
Her family lived in the Central City District, which was full of nobles like Erica.
The capital was so big that she couldn't walk around the Central City District in one day.
But she still decided to take a look.
What would Professor Victor's store sell?
As a result, she took more than half an hour to get here by carriage, and saw a group of people vandalizing in front of the prop store.
Hanging above the store was the family emblem of the Cravenner family, which was indeed Victor's industry.
The scale is not very large, compared with other prosperous shops, this alone is enough to deduct a lot of points.
But she is not here to score. Seeing someone smashing the store, Erica instinctively became angry.
"What are you doing?"
With a delicate cry, she got off the carriage, like a young lady surrounded by stars.
Many passers-by saw her figure and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"It's Erica du Croix!"
Simply put, no one doesn't know this beautiful and kind young lady.
She always gives food and gold coins to poor people to help them through difficulties, and she will not bow her head and be soft when facing evil people.
"It's the eldest lady of the Duke's family! Run!"
The leading strong man saw Erica and shouted to the others around him, and was "scared" and hurriedly left here.
Leah gave a look to the clerk behind her, and suddenly, she only felt a gust of wind passing behind her.
Looking back, there was no one there.
After doing all this, she smiled and went out to greet them.
"Ms. Erica, thank you for your help!"
"I am a weak woman, and I am really scared when encountering such a thing. If you hadn't come, I really don't know what to do."
Erica looked at Liya while listening to her crying.
The woman in front of her was very beautiful.
She was tall and slender, and her facial features were exquisite and perfect.
Especially the extra mature charm on the other person, which made her, a young person, feel ashamed.
She wanted to say that there was nothing to thank her for, but when she looked down, her eyes suddenly stopped and stayed on Liya's hands.
Is that Victor's gloves?
Erica still remembers seeing them clearly when Victor came on the first day.
Because there were many magic stones on it, this kind of gloves was first seen on Victor's hands, and she paid special attention to it.
After that, she never saw the trace of this glove again.
This glove appeared on this woman's hand?
Erica couldn't be sure that it was the same pair, after all, the shape of their hands was completely different.
"So, is she Professor Victor's family?"
Thinking of this, Erica felt that the woman in front of her was a little pitiful.
Those people must have come here because of Victor's bad reputation, but the consequences had to be borne by the girl in front of her.
She looked at the debris on the ground and the liquid medicine that had flowed out, thought about it, and decided to compensate the woman in front of her to appease her emotions.
"I'm sorry that this happened in the capital. I will compensate you for all your losses today in the name of Du Croy."
"Please count the losses of these props, and if there are any left, I will buy them all."
"Oh?"
Liya heard Erica's generous speech, one hand on her chest, the other hand touching her face, and smiled.
Du Croy's ability to win people's hearts is engraved in her bones, worthy of being the daughter of the Duke's family.
Although, she is only seventeen years old.
"Ms. Erica, let me confirm, do you really want to compensate me for my losses?"
"You have to know that the price is not cheap."
Before Leah could respond, Erica had already called the accompanying maid and prepared to pay.
Liya smiled at her and quoted the price:
"One thousand geos."
These losses, one thousand geos?
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is already a very expensive price.
But Erica thought it was reasonable and motioned the maid to pay.
As a result, she heard the other party add one sentence.
"One thousand geos, one bottle."
"What?"
The maid paused slightly when she took the money.
Erica felt that she had heard it wrong.
Not to mention Erica, even passers-by felt very strange.
What a joke, a bottle of potion actually sold for one thousand geos?
Is the water in your bottle made of gold?
The maid calculated the price and was slightly stunned, and Erica was also embarrassed at this time.
For Erica, this money is only a month's pocket money.
However, money cannot be spent so unclearly.
Now she understood why Victor was so hateful.
He is a complete profiteer!
Before she could respond, Liya said with some embarrassment: "Although I really want you to compensate me, the owner of the house said that one person can only buy two bottles a day, no more."
There is such a rule?
It was the first time that Erica heard that selling things was limited.
Especially when she was going to compensate, the other party didn't want more.
She thought for a while, and the owner of the house she was talking about was obviously Victor.
But only two bottles were available, which made Erica very interested.
Could this thing really have any magical effect?
So, she picked up a bottle of potion that had not been broken yet and asked Liya:
"What is the effect of this thing?"
Liya looked at her and smiled, and explained to her:
"It is used to restore magic power."
Erica couldn't believe it.
She had never heard of such a prop that could restore magic power.
She wanted to buy a few to study, but the fragments on the ground made her hesitate.
But soon, Erica was determined.
Words are spoken, and Victor has taught her so much knowledge.
She spent the money today to compensate, so what, just consider it to be even with Victor!
So, she said directly.
"I am a student of Professor Victor Cravener. Since I saw his shop suffer losses, I can't just ignore it."
"I will compensate with the cost of the potion plus the cost of manual production, but there is a prerequisite."
Liya raised her eyebrows when she heard Erica's words.
"I want to buy all the remaining potions."
She cares more about magic than anyone else.
So, she plans to take it back to study.
When Liya heard it, she looked back at the remaining goods on the shelf.
Only ten bottles were still intact.
Seeing this, she didn't care about the rules Victor said, so she nodded.
Victor said that he was not afraid of someone figuring out the ingredients of the potion, because no one could make it except him.
Leah thought that this was something that could only be made with special magic, and since the other party said so, she naturally wouldn't worry about any commercial secrets being revealed.
"Since Miss Erica is so generous, I won't refuse."
"Then, including the labor and cost price, each bottle of broken potion will cost 300 gigao, and the rest will be the original price."
Hearing this, Erica also readily agreed.
"Deal."
Leah handed the ten bottles of potion to Erica's maid, and reached out to take the compensation and normal potion money handed over by the maid.
Looking at Erica in front of her, Leah was amazed. He spent a lot of money just because she was Victor's student?
I don't know what kind of magic potion the guy with his chest dug open and his whole body and heart black gave this young lady.
After Erica left, Leah took out fifty bottles of potion from the store again, and the price was still 1,000 gigao, and continued to sell them.
The passing wizards saw her take out another fifty bottles, and half of them fainted.
So you still have stock.
...
In the alley.
The thugs who smashed the store earlier fell in the corner, half dead.
They had different wounds on their bodies, and the scene was extremely tragic.
"Who ordered you."
The masked man was wearing a cloak, revealing only the upper half of his face and green pupils.
She held a wooden sword and pointed it at the head of the tattooed man in the lead.
He fell to the ground, and his limbs were broken.
The pain made him want to faint on the spot.
But the wooden sword hanging above his head still made him scream out in panic.
"It's... Duke Levi! It's Duke Levi!"
He couldn't wait to report the mastermind behind the scenes in order to exchange a glimmer of life in front of the masked man.
Bang!
The wooden sword swung down, and the tattooed man finally fainted as he wished.
Then, she grabbed the man's feet and dragged him out of the alley, step by step.