[Let’s first take Mira back to the Gelin for further examination.]
Rogel spoke.
Although Yas was heavy-hearted and worried, he had no choice but to comply for now.
So, after asking Uncle Hijet to help watch over the tavern, Yas brought Lina and Rogel to the Gelin.
On the way, Rogel took the opportunity to check Lina’s information.
[Lina (Companion)]
[Level: 1]
[Body: 3]
[Spirit: 6]
[Faith: 1]
[Tier: None]
[Special Skills: None]
[Life Skills: Medical lv4, Planting lv3, Sewing lv2, Sailing lv2...]
[Talent: Rapid Healing, Dexterous Hands, Blade of a Hair.]
[1. Rapid Healing (Elite), accelerates your medical speed to some extent and allows a small recovery of stamina during combat.]
[2. Dexterous Hands (Rare), possessing extremely nimble hands that make delicate work much more efficient.]
[3. Blade of a Hair (Legendary), wielding sharp blades that cut with precision! You have an extraordinary talent for dagger-type weapons, mastering them to perfection, significantly increasing the probability of hitting enemy weak points.]
???
One glance was all it took to be shocked.
What hidden beauty assassin?
Rogel wasn’t surprised by Lina’s skills and attributes.
But when he saw Lina’s talent, he was stunned.
Rogel had mentally prepared himself.
After all, compared to Yas, Lina seemed more ordinary, and it was understandable if her talents were not as exceptional.
But what he didn’t expect was that Lina, who appeared as a gentle and sweet doctor, would have such an outstanding talent for dagger-type weapons.
Rogel suddenly felt a chill in his waist.
He wanted to check Mira’s talents but couldn’t find them.
It seems he couldn’t view specific information because Mira hadn’t agreed to join them yet.
[You two take care of Mira first; I need to leave for a while.]
After greeting the two, Rogel returned to his room.
After thinking for a bit, he found some paper and a pen, then took out the Key.
The screen went dark, and once it lit up again, Rogel was on the first floor of the Land Cave.
The very same familiar little village.
Rogel walked to a remembered location.
Before long, he reached a familiar swamp area.
After casually taking out two oblivious red-spotted toads, Rogel began searching for an "old acquaintance."
This acquaintance was naturally the Blood Mud Giant Rogel had encountered before.
Indeed, Rogel’s visit to the Cave was for it.
The Crimson Fruit had an effect on Mira, at least improving her condition.
If he could obtain more Crimson Fruit from the Blood Mud Giant, Mira’s life wouldn’t be in jeopardy anytime soon.
Rogel was somewhat thankful he hadn’t killed the Blood Mud Giant back then.
Otherwise, he’d have to keep exploring the Cave, hoping to find consumables like the Crimson Fruit again.
Before long, Rogel spotted a familiar red object.
The very Crimson Fruit.
[Cough cough.]
Rogel approached the edge of the red swamp and coughed heavily.
The swamp quivered instantly.
Then, a giant figure slowly stood up.
Then, it bent over towards Rogel, appearing in a flattering manner.
[Wala woo?]
The Blood Mud Giant was unsure why Rogel was seeking it again, feeling a bit panicked.
However, unable to flee and unable to fight, its life was entirely at Rogel’s mercy, so it could only humbly survive day to day.
Rogel took out the prepared pen and sketched a simple figure and a giant with a fruit hanging from its head on the paper.
Then, Rogel pulled gold coins, gems, meat, and weapon equipment from the Item Inventory.
He pointed at the fruit atop the Blood Mud Giant’s head and then at the items like gold coins.
The implication was—give me the fruit, and I can provide you with things you want.
The Blood Mud Giant scratched its head, seemingly understanding Rogel’s message.
It nodded in agreement.
What choice did it have?
Could it choose not to give the human what he wanted?
He could easily snatch it, but he chose to barter instead.
Enjoy it with pleasure!
Its smart little brain thought so.
Seeing this, Rogel smiled.
Then, he continued to ask the Blood Mud Giant questions in this manner.
How long does it take to produce one fruit?
The Blood Mud Giant picked up a piece of meat Rogel provided and mimicked tossing it into its mouth.
After some more gestures, Rogel roughly understood its meaning.
The Blood Mud Giant needs to consume blood and meat to obtain Crimson Fruit.
Then, it could produce one approximately every ten days.
If well-fed, it could produce one every five days at the fastest.
Upon hearing this, Rogel breathed a sigh of relief.
This way, there was little concern about Mira’s life.
Then Rogel started negotiating terms with the Blood Mud Giant.
After gesturing and speaking in "wala woo," they reached an agreement.
Rogel would provide the Blood Mud Giant with about fifty pounds of food daily, plus a pretty stone.
In exchange, the Blood Mud Giant would provide Rogel with one Crimson Fruit every six days.
It was only then Rogel discovered the Blood Mud Giant had a hobby of collecting pretty stones.
Mostly pebbles and ores.
How valuable were they?
More important than life itself.
Last time it met Rogel, it handed over everything but stubbornly refused to give up its prized stones...
After reaching the agreement, Rogel successfully exchanged a mined stone he had collected from the seabed for a Crimson Fruit.
Before returning to the Gelin, Rogel took another stroll in the Land Cave, attempting to find hidden passages.
He found nothing.
...
Returning to the Gelin.
Yas was still pacing on the deck, clearly agitated.
Lina was performing further examinations on Mira in the medical room.
Rogel walked up to Yas, weighed the Crimson Fruit in his hand.
Yas beamed with delight upon seeing this.
[Rogel... I’m truly grateful to you.]
Honestly, it was his first time feeling such gratitude towards anyone.
Yas didn’t know exactly what Rogel was holding, how valuable it was.
But he was sure it wasn’t an ordinary fruit.
Rogel, however, didn’t hesitate to offer it to save Mira, and the depth of gratitude was self-evident.
[No need to thank.]
[But this fruit isn’t free.]
Rogel suddenly squinted and said.
Yas nodded, having braced himself for a costly favor.
If needed, he could sell the tavern right away.
[Listen, this fruit isn’t cheap.]
Rogel said seriously.
[You’ll need to prepare about fifty pounds of meat each day, and...]
Rogel extended a finger.
[A pretty stone.]
[...]
Yas: (￣ー￣)
Is that all?