All MILFs are Mine

Chapter 131: Guraʼs Alchemy Set

Alchemistʼs Shop,

*Ting*

Leon stepped into the shop and immediately noticed the old man wiping down the counter.

”Oh... Kid, youʼre here again? And so early too. Is something urgent or are you a early bird ?” the old man asked, giving him a curious smile.

”I need these ingredients as soon as possible. Iʼm already running late for the monthly duels, old man.” Leon replied with a neutral expression, placing a folded piece of parchment on the counter.

”Monthly duels? But no academy is—wait... Which academy are you from again?” the old man asked, tilting his head.

”Velthorne Academy,” Leon answered with a faint smile.

”Oh my... Another alchemist from Velthorne, huh? Very well then, Iʼll get your ingredients right away,” the old man said, taking the list. But as his eyes scanned the contents written over the piece of paper, his brows slowly furrowed.

”This last item... Redleaf Plant extract... Kid, this plant has been extinct for years. You wonʼt find it anywhere.” The old man spoke with a obvious expression.

ʼWell... Letʼs see if this trick works. I used to do this with the dope dealers back on earth to get some.ʼ Leon thought with a neutral expression.

”Nothing ever truly goes extinct, old man. You know what I mean,” Leon replied with a knowing smirk.

”Hah... You kids and your curiosity.

Still, since youʼre from Velthorne and Iʼve had good relations with alchemists from there, Iʼll let you in on something.

Thereʼs a hidden place called the ʼBlack Marketʼ—a ruthless, underground exchange where illegal and extinct items are sold. Beasts, potions, plants... you name it. But it comes at a heavy price, and thatʼs all I can say. I donʼt know where it is, and I never told you about it. Understood?” the old man asked with a serious expression as he looked at Leon.

”Told me about what?” Leon asked with a straight face pretending to not know anything about what he just heard.

”Good... Thatʼs how it should be. Now, remember—you owe this old man one for the tip. Iʼll fetch your ingredients now.” The old man spoke as he went back.

ʼI do owe you one, old man... And if the Redleaf Plant is in that Black Market, then I might just find succubus sweat there too and maybe the moonleaf as well.ʼ Leon thought as he turned his eyes toward the rest of the shop, looking at old potions racked in shelfs and ingredients floating in some kind of liquid inside big jars.

Suddenly, Something caught his attention.

”Hmm...?” In the right corner of the shop stood a wooden dummy draped in a long brown coat, with a pair of gloves and black goggles hanging neatly beside it.

Leon immediately used his skill on instinct.

[Name: Guraʼs Alchemy Clothes]

[Rank: Rare]

[Description: Gura Grandom, one of the greatest alchemists in human history, crafted this alchemy set.

After his death, his possessions were stolen and sold across the world. This particular set includes a coat made from a rough yet durable fiber capable of resisting burns during potion-making. It contains hidden pockets that can store up to fifty potions inside them, accessible only while wearing the matching gloves. The gloves themselves increase the userʼs crafting speed and weight sensitivity.

The enchanted goggles are made with special glass and magical runes that reveal rare alchemy ingredients otherwise hidden by magic or undetectable to the naked eye—but they only function when the full set is worn.]

ʼHoly shit... What the hell is an overpowered item like that doing in this run-down shop?ʼ Leon thought, holding back his excitement.

”Kid, I got everything you need,” the old man called, stepping out with a large basket full of herbs and ingredients.

*Thud*

”I have double checked every item in this basket but you can-” Before the old man couldʼve completed his sentence, Leon interrupted him.

”Hey, old man... that coat,” Leon said, pointing toward the set.

”What about it? Just some old decoration I picked up at a sale. Tried it once—itches like hell,” the old man replied casually.

ʼHe really thinks itʼs just some itchy old coat... Iʼm seriously in luck today,ʼ Leon thought, keeping his poker face intact.

”How much for it? Iʼll buy it along with the ingredients,” he said calmly.

”Hmm...? You actually want that ragged old thing? It looks terrible and itʼs uncomfortable to wear—what good can a decoration—”

”One silver for the coat, goggles, and gloves,” Leon interrupted with a deadpan tone.

”Sold! That makes it six silver total. Want me to pack the suit for you, kid ?” the old man asked with a wide smile, clearly pleased with the sweet deal.

”No need. Iʼll take it as it is,” Leon replied, walking over to the dummy and removing the gear.

”Looks like youʼre planning to brew quite a few potions, huh ?

These are some really expensive and odd herbs you have asked for. No one has used timber flowerʼs extract in years. Since it can be replaced with some cheap burnsalt ash.

Should I replace it ? Because this alone will cost you 50 coppers.” the old man asked, glancing at the basket of supplies.

”Donʼt remove anything, old man. Here—Iʼm running late for the Academy. Iʼll see you later,” Leon said, handing over six silver coins, grabbing the basket, and heading out.

”Kids these days are always in a rush. Still, I got a great deal out of that crappy old coat. Bought it for 30 coppers, sold it for a silver. Thatʼs todayʼs profit secured—I might just close the shop early and rest,

Or... I can go to the windgrass brothel and have some fun time there hehehehe.” the old man chuckled, counting his coins.

…

Leon exited the shop with a wide grin and immediately stashed the coat and ingredients into his inventory.

”Now I just need a wagon to get back to the academy,” he muttered, scanning the street.

Just then, a wagon rolled into view from the far side of the kingdom, heading straight toward the academyʼs direction.

”Lady Luck really is shining on me today,” Leon smiled, raising his hand.

*Screech*

”What do you need, kid?” the wagon driver asked with a puzzled look.

”Are you heading toward Velthorne Academy?” Leon asked, hopeful.

”I am, but Iʼll stop just before it. This is a transport wagon, not a passanger carrier. Are you a student at the academy?” the driver asked, eyeing him.

”Yeah, and Iʼm running late. Can you take me as far as you go?” Leon asked.

”Hop in. Iʼll take you all the way before heading to my actual stop,” the driver said, motioning him in.

”Thanks,” Leon replied, climbing aboard. The wagon was loaded with large wooden crates.

*Crack*

The driver snapped the reins, and the horses charged forward.

”My daughter goes to that academy too. She got in with help from the noble family I work for. Iʼm proud of her, once she gets out... Maybe we can have a good life.” the driver said, smiling warmly.

”Good for you,” Leon replied, pulling out the ingredients from his inventory and laying them out on the wagon floor.

ʼPray that some Royal prick doesnʼt rape her and throw her body aside.ʼ Leon thought for a split second before returning to his work.

”Instant Craft...” he whispered.

[Select Potion Type]

[Minor Glomar Aphrodisiac Potion]

[Minor Acid Potion]

[Minor Fire Potion]

...

A long list of options appeared in front of him.

”Make them all,” Leon muttered, grinning.

…

*Screech*

The wagon came to a stop at the Velthorne Academyʼs gates.

”Alright, kid. Weʼre here,” the driver said with a smile.

”Thanks...” Leon jumped down, now fully dressed in Guraʼs Alchemy Set. The coatʼs long belts swayed behind him, the high collars partially blocked his peripheral vision from both sides, the gloves hung slightly loose on his hands and the goggles were resting over his head.

”Well, well... Look at you. When did you even change into that old thing ?” the driver asked, chuckling.

”Thanks for the ride, sir. Hereʼs a little—” Leon began, pulling out a few copper coins.

”I donʼt want money, kid. Remember I told you about my daughter?” the driver asked.

”Yeah. What about her?” Leon asked curiously.

”Her name is Debbie, she is a mage. Brown hair, black eyes... Sheʼs a sweet girl but gets scared easily. Look out for her, would you ? At last we commoners will need to have each otherʼs back,” the driver said with a warm smile.

”Iʼll try. Thanks again,” Leon nodded and headed toward the academy gates.

As soon as he entered inside the academy—

Every eye turned toward him.

”Hey look...”

”What the fuck?”

”What is that clown wearing?”

”Hahaha, is he mad?”

”What kind of idiot wears something like that?”

…

The crowd of students filled with tension of the duels, burst into mocking laughter as they pointed and snickered.

Leon walked forward, completely unfazed, his eyes focused straight ahead.

”Laugh all you want, fuckers.”