Chapter 2121: The Tasty One First

Ashbringer wasn’t sure what to make of the scene as they were led to one of the Alchemy Labs and settled into comfortable chairs, while a bunch of excited demons rushed around, gathering things for Remi’s arrival.

Apparently, the Naga had taken their arrival with a request to share space as volunteering to help with her experiments.

Not that he particularly minded.

She had made many wonderful things when she was in the mortal world, and now that she had better resources, Remi was likely to be able to make even better stuff for them that might actually force them to advance.

He might have just reached Mythic Rank, but he was very close to understanding the Fundamental Rule of Fire, and once he did, he would just need the power to trigger tribulation. If Remi could help with that part, which normally took years or decades for a Demon of his species, then he would be on the fast track to Immortality.

And as he could see, with Immortality came great benefits.

He had spent his entire very long life working towards greater power and knowledge as a blacksmith, an unusual choice for a Wrath Demon. But he had come so far, and was widely accepted as a proper Grandmaster Smith.

So, there were few in the world left to learn from, but so many more to learn from in the Immortal Worlds.

He just needed to earn his spot there.

As he got messages from the members here, especially the lizard folk and demons who had previously been slaves to the octopus. They didn’t spend as much time in the outside world as many of the others did, but they had plenty of stories to tell.

That was slowly changing, though.

Now that they were less concerned that someone would snatch them and make them slaves again, they were willing to live with the stigma of coming from the mortal worlds and not being human.

The second one was the real concern for most of them.

With the region around the Guild almost entirely human populated, the fact that they were so visibly nonhuman made them stand out. Plus, the Lizardfolk were timid by nature, with instincts just as strong as the bunnies to avoid conflict.

So, when confronted about their origins, or anything else, they preferred to simply run away and hide.

It made them terrible at customer service, but they were happy to wait in the next room and listen while the Dark Elven High Priestess solved customer complaints for them. An item that looked wrong, had a defect, or simply wasn’t what the customer was hoping for, could all be sent to the Priestesses, who were much more capable of dealing with angry people.

Then, there were the crowds.

The Lycans were pack creatures, they loved the crowds. And they loved the lizardfolk, in the way that extroverts everywhere love to drag their introverted friends and coworkers to events.

So, they often found themselves in packed spaces, before being separated from their escort.

And then they became stressed, because they were alone in a crowd of strangers, and immediately retreated, which left the Lycans confused when they returned, often having just gone to get drinks or to find a friend.

The Lizardfolk in the Alchemy Lab could already tell that Wendy was going to be one of the Lycan faction on the outgoing front. Wendy liked everyone, and she looked mostly human with her wig on, hiding her horns with magic.

The others had assured her that it wasn’t actually necessary, since there were so many rare demon species in the Darklight Host, but she still felt weird going outside without her hair, so Wendy wore the wig all the time.

Remi appeared with a pair of Plague Lords with her, all carrying cauldrons that could serve as a small hot tub.

"{ Good, you’re all here. Now, we’ve got good stuff for you, that I’m pretty sure is going to do exactly what it was intended to. You see, our good friend here has memories from his past life, before he was taken in as a Dungeon Boss, and I’ve learned a huge amount from him.

Let’s start with the easy stuff first. I’ve got a purification potion that will prepare you for the others, and clear out any lingering damage from past resources that you used to help you go stronger.

Trust me, it works great.

I even used it on myself, just in case I had done something that would slow my own progress. }"

That was a little comforting, even if it implied that the others were ones that she would not use on herself. Though, given how powerful Remi was, that might simply be because she didn’t need to.

As a mage, and a lover of all things magical, Wendy was keenly aware of just how massive Remi’s mana pool was. But she also knew that the Naga could pull on what was stored in her space with Karl to supplement it in times of need.

So, she took the potion without too much hesitation, and downed the surprisingly refreshing drink.

"Is that cucumber juice?" She asked.

"{ We used it as a carrier, because the base potion is very concentrated, and you only need a drop or two. But isn’t it great to have a cleansing potion taste cleansing? }"

Wendy nodded enthusiastically as Ashbringer tried the potion, and waves of thick black energy poured from his body.

The Plague Lord gurgled happily. "Oh, he went all out trying to build his power. That’s decades of built up toxin. Very nice, very nice."

Ashbringer wasn’t sure that you were supposed to get congratulations for that, but he would take it anyhow.

"Now, you’ve completed the cleansing, and we can start on the good parts," the massive demon continued as he waved his hand and made a series of bottles fly over to the pair.

"{ You’re at different levels, so we arranged different versions of the potions. We wouldn’t want to overload you, especially Wendy, who still has a lot of growing to do before Mythic Rank. }" Remi added.

The pair of demons smiled. As expected, the Naga had thought of everything.