"The potion supply is insufficient, why hasn't more been added?"
"Have mercy, Director!"
The gnoll slave knelt in terror, kowtowing and pleading:
"Honorable Master, the materials have been all used up, and there are no new ones available on the market."
"Ah, it's not that new ones can't be bought; it's that other Dragon Race members won't sell to you. After all, you bear my mark, which others can see at a glance..."
Irexis pursed her lips, stood upright from the hot spring, and clenched her fists:
"Fortunately, I can move now. I've troubled Wawa too much during this time; it's really not right to ask her to fetch things again—forget it, I'll go out myself."
Soaking for too long, one is worried about wasting martial skills; it's just right to take a walk and see if anything new has happened.
Even if there's a cycle of reincarnation, not everything remains the same; there will always be some changes that require timely reconnaissance and understanding.
