That explained why the apothecary owner had that weird look on his face when Frank asked if he had any Bright Sky Herb. He must be regretting missing out!

“Then I’m counting on you!” Frank told the shop hand.

“You’re always welcome-I mean, surely I can get a tip from this, right?”

The shop hand smiled, shaking his head.

And with that, he whipped out his phone to make the call. “Good morning, Mr. Quaker… I’m Zangi. Yeah, we’d spoken over the phone before did you forget? I’m the shop hand from that apothecary!”

“Just cut to the chase!” Mr. Quaker snapped impatiently from the other end.

Zangi remained calm, even chuckling. “Right… So you have a Bright Sky Herb, right? We just happened