"So, you're saying there's a way to learn Magic Potion and Pharmacy here?"
Rogel is not at all interested in who Old Medicine Ding is talking about; he is only concerned with the issues of Magic Potion and Pharmacy.
Hearing Rogel's words, Old Medicine Ding extended his short hand to gently stroke his graying beard.
He scrutinized Rogel again, seemingly confirming something.
After a moment, he spoke.
"Actually, our Medicine Race is proficient in Pharmacy and not very familiar with Magic Potion."
"But you're lucky; during the last Day of Emergence, we exchanged some knowledge about Magic Potion."
"If you want it, we can give it to you."
Old Medicine Ding spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this, Rogel's first reaction was happiness, but then he felt a bit odd.
Logically speaking, this place is the home of the Medicine Race, and he, an outsider, should be met with caution, right?
Yet Old Medicine Ding's attitude towards him seems rather friendly?
