A few days later, at Keter’s office, Dork was packing a bundle of supplies about the size of a person.0

“Why the heck is this thing needlessly sharp at the bottom?”0

The item Dork was grumbling about as he shoved it into a bag was a top-tier elixir. This pink liquid, barely a mouthful, was valued at a staggering fifty thousand gold, a sum that could buy a grand mansion in a major city. Its effects, however, were clear: a single drop could cure any disease or wound and even clear a broken mind.0

There was a saying that a top-tier elixir could save someone with a severed head. Although, of course, the elixir would need to be poured on the wound immediately after decapitation.3

The bag also contained other jaw-dropping things. There was a thousand-year-aged mandrake, capable of rejuvenating an aging body; a Reinforcement Pellet, a secret dwarven elixir that hardened bones like steel when consumed; Nature Essence Pill, an elven secret elixir that dramatically boosted elemental resistance and affinity. There was also a pile of monster cores and Inner Essence Pills imbued with the power of high-level...0