Chapter 240: Label’s Incredibly Fast Potion Production Speed!

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Natalie looked on in complete disbelief and growing awe as Riven led her deeper into the dungeon. Label’s laboratory had been carefully relocated to the middle of the Mist Forest, hidden among the thick trees and swirling fog. The air itself felt heavier here, charged with residual magical energy that clung to every surface. It was the perfect place for Alchemy where Label could absorb the Mana and Spiritual Energy of the air to rapidly recover her own energy and mass produce all kinds of products easily.

"T-This is a dungeon!" she exclaimed, her voice echoing slightly against the stone walls. "How are you...! You...! Riven, you’re the one who stole the dungeons?!"

Riven simply smiled back at her, calm and unbothered by the accusation. "Later I’ll have to ask you and your friends to drink a special potion for loyalty, so you will never speak about our secrets with those that don’t belong to our guild. Alright?"

Natalie fell silent for a moment, her mind racing as she began to digest the true scale of the man standing in front of her. The figure of Riven Claymore was far greater and more dangerous than she had ever imagined.

"We’re here!" Label called out cheerfully as they stepped into the laboratory proper.

She moved with practiced confidence, entering her workspace and immediately beginning to cook up potions. Natalie sat down nearby and watched the process unfold with wide eyes, witnessing what could only be described as pure magic.

Label placed a single potion inside Chemy along with her Grimoire. She pressed a glowing Grimoire Page that floated upward, hovered for a second, and then sank into the boiling liquid contained within the living cauldron.

"Huh?!" Natalie leaned forward in surprise.

Chemy settled into a seated position and began spitting out fully bottled potions one after another. The familiar had somehow consumed all the ingredients and the temporary grimoire page, turning them into finished products with impossible efficiency.

CLANK.

CLANK.

CLANK.

CLANK.

The hard glass bottles struck the floor in a steady rhythm, piling up rapidly without end as if they were spawning from thin air.

"T-This is far more efficient than any Potion Producing Machine in the factory!" Natalie gasped, her professional composure cracking under pure astonishment. "This Living Cauldron... what sort of artifact is he?! Is he for sale? Where can I find more like him?!"

"Chemy is connected to my Skill, so I cannot sell him," Label answered with a kind, proud smile. Whenever the conversation turned to her craft, her usual shyness faded and she became noticeably more confident. "He’s my Familiar!"

"...So he’s part of your Class!" Natalie nodded slowly, her long blonde hair swaying gently in the strong evening winds that drifted through the Mist Forest. "A-Amazing...! So many potions, and they never stop coming. There are hundreds of them everywhere already!"

"I’d usually place a shadow under this so the potions fall into the dark void inside and then get rearranged within my storage items," Riven explained casually. "So? Do you believe us now?"

Natalie nodded without hesitation. "I have to. There’s really no other way...! I’m in! Sorry for ever doubting you this much! This is... this can revolutionize the world! I see why you said she’d be important for humanity’s future, Riven..."

Riven smiled with quiet satisfaction. "Alright then, it’s decided. Well done, Label. We’ve finally found ourselves a proper business partner."

Natalie stepped forward and extended her hand. Both Riven and Label shook it firmly, sealing the agreement.

A solid deal had been struck.

Not long afterward, Natalie and her friends (who had once again been beaten half to death during training) prepared to leave the house. They still had their own business to attend to, but they promised to return the following day. Natalie intended to bring a formal contract after showing her father the products, and she even promised to deliver a large quantity of raw resources for Label right away so the first commercial batch could be prepared before official sales began.

Once the guests had departed, the house grew quieter.

"She’s still sleeping," Carlos reported after checking on Elisa. "I guess she was a little tired. It was a long day for everyone."

Riven smiled and nodded while already beginning to prepare dinner. "Thank you, Carlos. How are your studies coming along?"

"Fine," the boy answered. "I’ve already finished the two books you gave me. Should I read more?"

"Already?!" Riven looked genuinely shocked. "Alright, I’ll bring you some new ones later... wow."

He turned his attention back to the oven. Inside, a massive piece of marbled meat was cooking slowly under low heat. It had been carefully seasoned and surrounded by a ring of potatoes and carrots that were roasting to golden perfection.

At the same time, Riven had prepared everything needed for a rich risotto, though he decided to wait until Elisa woke up so the dish would not go cold.

The meat currently roasting was something that would be considered incredibly premium by any standard.

It was the most tender cut from the Dragon-Blooded Kobold King. A single large chunk of it would easily feed the entire family.

This was true premium meat that almost no one alive had ever tasted—the closest thing most people would ever come to eating actual dragon flesh. Tonight’s dinner was going to be something special.

"Alright, Shadow," Riven murmured to the quiet presence nearby. "You just watch over the meat and start cooking the risotto once she wakes up. I’ll use this opportunity... this small window of free time for myself."

Riven had been busy from the moment he woke up that morning, without a single uninterrupted moment to himself. Now he finally had a brief chance to focus on absorbing the many monster corpses that had been piling up inside his inventory over the past few days.

The quiet evening air settled around the house as he prepared to begin the process, the rich scent of roasting meat filling the kitchen while the rest of the family rested.

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