bioinnovel Chapter 120 Beautiful Elf Lady, is this your male enhancement potion?
Chapter 120 Beautiful Elf Lady, is this your male enhancement potion?
Elune stood on the platform outside the treehouse, her gaze somewhat unfocused.
It's been three days.
She barely slept for the past three days.
It's not that I'm not sleepy, it's just that as soon as I close my eyes, certain images uncontrollably surface—
In the dim cave, there was Veritas's broken expression, Lynn... Lynn's seemingly tireless back, and the extremely shameful trembling resonance that came from deep within her body.
She gripped the staff tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force.
I was clearly the one who arrived first... I was clearly the one who came first.
Leah is another story; she's the teacher's sister, but also his wife.
But Amber, that silly catgirl, easily won the teacher's favor with her straightforwardness and affection.
Elune comforted herself, thinking that her teacher only treated her like a pet.
Now, even the lofty and unapproachable Truth-Enlightener, Veritas, has barged into the teacher's world with an aggressive, almost predatory, attitude, and...
Elune gently stroked her still flat stomach.
Even though I don't have it myself.
Why did Veritas's version come first?
The successive blows caused Elune's peaceful state of mind, which she had gained through cultivating the Way of Nature, to crumble.
Her emotions were complicated at that moment.
A bitter taste, resentment, grievance... and a hint of envy that she herself was unwilling to admit.
Why is it always like this?
Why is it that every time, she can only stand aside and watch quietly?
Is it because she always overthinks and worries too much, and doesn't dare to express herself directly like they do, or even... actively ask for things?
This time I came out.
Elune was looking for the most skilled elven master to forge legendary equipment for Lynn.
The equipment is still being crafted at this time.
Elune was a little annoyed.
She instinctively walked towards the path leading to the outer market at the edge of the elven settlement.
When she's feeling confused, taking a walk alone is her usual way of relieving stress.
The path was covered with soft, fallen leaves, and the air was filled with the scent of damp earth and vegetation.
This should have calmed her down, but it seems to have had no effect today.
Just as she reached a relatively open clearing in the woods halfway down the path, a somewhat shrill, ingratiating voice called out to her:
"Beautiful and noble elf lady! Please wait!"
Elune stopped in her tracks, frowned slightly, and looked toward the source of the sound.
That was a goblin.
He was dressed in merchant clothes that were barely presentable but made of cheap materials and covered in dust, and he carried a bulging backpack.
He rubbed his hands together, a wide smile plastered on his face, revealing uneven, yellow teeth.
Goblin merchants are not uncommon; they drift across the continent like dandelion seeds, peddling all sorts of goods of dubious origin.
Because humans are not allowed to engage in trade in the Magic Forest, there are more goblin merchants.
"What is it?" Elune's voice was cold, carrying the aloofness typical of elves.
"Of course! Of course there's something!" The goblin merchant jogged a few steps closer, but then wisely stopped at a distance that wouldn't offend the elf.
He carefully pulled a small bottle wrapped in soft cloth from his pocket, and mysteriously lowered his voice:
"Beautiful fairy lady, would you be interested in taking a look at... this wonderful thing?"
Elune initially wanted to refuse outright.
She had always been skeptical of the "good stuff" sold by goblins, which she believed was nothing more than flashy but impractical jewelry, inferior alchemical products, or simply scams.
However, when the local genie lifted a corner of the soft cloth, revealing the vial of potion inside, Elune's breath caught in her throat for a fleeting moment.
Dark green.
Sticky.
Even from a distance, the bottle, the color... all forcibly overlapped with certain scenes in my memory.
The green bottle in Vilitas's hand... the strange aura permeating the cave... the teacher's sudden change in state after being given the potion...
"This is..." Elune heard her own voice, which was drier than she had expected.
"Hehe, you know your stuff!" The goblin merchant's eyes lit up, thinking he had found a potential buyer, and he promoted the product even more enthusiastically.
"This is called [Hair Growth Potion - Extra Concentrated]! A mysterious formula from the depths of the Magic Forest, its effects on men are immediate and exceptionally long-lasting!"
"They're selling like hotcakes everywhere, especially among the human aristocracy; there's no market for them!"
"You have such a noble air about you, Miss, I suppose... hehe, you might have a partner at home who needs some care? This is definitely the perfect choice to enhance your relationship and rekindle your virility!"
The goblin boasted wildly, using vulgar and explicit language.
If it were Elune at other times, she would have already turned away with a cold expression.
But not today.
She simply stared quietly at the bottle of potion, and in the depths of her cool, silver eyes, something long dormant seemed to be quietly ignited.
Those suppressed, bitter, and resentful emotions were strangely mixed together with the goblin's words of "enhancing feelings" and "restoring glory."
A thought quietly spread through my mind.
If... if the teacher also...
Will I ever no longer have to be that quiet, ignored bystander?
The thought made her cheeks flush instantly, and her heart pounded like a drum.
Her pride as the Silver Dew Clan Chieftain made her reason scream, telling her that this was absurd, against the way of nature, and disrespectful to her teacher.
But... Veritas used it.
She used it, and she got it.
Why can't I do it?
Is it because she always adheres to so-called propriety and reserve?
Perhaps the appearance of this potion here is an arrangement made by the way of nature.
Tell yourself to be brave and proactive.
Elune's fingers curled up slightly within the wide sleeves of her druid robes.
"How much?" she heard herself ask.
The sound was soft, yet very clear.
The goblin merchant paused, seemingly surprised that this seemingly aloof and refined elf would actually ask the price, then overjoyed: "100 gold coins! Your Excellency, this is absolutely the fair market price! I, Gruk, am a man of integrity in business and would never dare to cheat an elf like you!"
100 gold coins.
It wasn't a huge sum for the elves, but it was certainly not a small amount either.
That's enough to buy a decent property in a human city, or to purchase many precious magical materials.
Elune remained silent for a moment.
She did indeed return with a large amount of funds and materials raised for forging Lynn's equipment, including her own savings.
She didn't haggle; instead, she took an exquisitely crafted spatial pouch from her waist, and with a flash of light at her fingertips, a small pile of glittering gold coins appeared in her hand—exactly one hundred coins.
"make a deal."
The goblin merchant Gluck's eyes widened. He hurriedly took the gold coins, carefully counted them, and then beamed with joy.
He presented the bottle of dark green potion with both hands, adding a word of caution: "Miss, the method is very simple, just mix it into your drink. However... remember, don't overdose! This extra-concentrated version is extremely potent; an overdose... hehe, you know what I mean."
Elune accepted the potion expressionlessly; it was icy cold to the touch.
She didn't even glance at the goblins, turned and left, her steps seemingly steady, but a few paces faster than when she came.
Gluck watched her elegant figure disappear quickly into the forest, weighed the heavy bag of gold coins in his hand, and grinned: "Tsk tsk, I never thought... even elves would start buying this."
"Lord Dogg is right, this stuff really is a cross-species commodity! We need to restock..."
Elune did not go to the foundry again.
She went straight back to her treehouse and set up a natural barrier to prevent prying eyes.
She placed the bottle of [Hypergillosis Potion - Extra Strong] on the table, right next to the sketches of the legendary equipment she had designed for Lynn.
On one side is a solemn design that reflects meticulous effort—a weapon core that can change shape at will, and a light armor suit that incorporates advanced transformation techniques and can change its style and function at will.
It embodies Elune's love and expectations.
On the other side was a small bottle that stood quietly, gleaming with an ominous dark green luster.
It represents Elune's growing impulses and desires.
Elune sat at the table, her gaze shifting between two things.
Beneath the aloof and dignified exterior of the elven chieftain, his heart was in turmoil.
She knew she shouldn't.
"Just once..."
She muttered to herself, facing the air, as if trying to convince herself.
"I just... don't want to just watch anymore."