Ainsley glanced at Axelle before nodding her head.
'I'll only give the core-expanding potions to those who have three abilities or more!'
Triple-ability users and above were already rare, to begin with. Thus, 250 potions prepared for 1000 newcomers would be sufficient.
'Hmm, maybe we can receive 2000 people if the applicants are a lot...we can spread the human resources to other mansions in the territories I just robbed.'
The number of ability users in the Godlif country was around 80% of the mass.
Almost everyone would awaken their special abilities now, even the poor and the normal villagers.
But as for whether their abilities were useful or not...it was another matter.
However, Ainsley didn't mind recruiting those with useless abilities.
After all, she aimed to recruit quality members but also needed quantity to handle the incoming mansions built in the territories she just robbed from several high-ranked families.
The mansion would be way smaller than her current mansion, but it could serve as officially declaring the territory to be their Sloan Family's.
'Ahhh, or...we can just renovate the enemy's mansion...and put our family's emblem there….'
To save money, Ainsley also planned only to renovate the existing mansions of the previous family that owned the territory.
This way, she could quickly claim those territories in a month!
All plans were ready. Ainsley had decided things. Thus, she immediately looked at Axelle and smiled.
"Pwease make 250 core-expanding pwotions in two weeks."
"O-okay."
"Hwum. Also, make anothel 30 potions besides the core-expanding ones...bwut make it supel rare or unique…."
This time, Axelle couldn't help but respond.
"Huh? 30 s-super r-rare or unique p-potions? M-may I know w-why you need it, master?"
At Axelle's words, Ainsley tugged the corner of her lips and grinned.
"We...will open the Sloan Family's potion auction business!"
"P-potion auction business?!" Axelle almost shrieked like a young maiden. The elf's pointy ears twitched as he darted his eyes around.
A potion auction business? Me? Someone like me making potions for that kind of business?
Even when Axelle was from another continent and was rarely exposed to things in the human continent, he still knew tons of things related to potions.
He knew about the Alchemist Guild monopolising the potion business. He knew about potion stores...customised potion service….and potion auctions.
A potion auction was usually only held once every six months, and they sold only 10 super rare or unique potions.
Of course, the one holding the auction was the Godlif country's Alchemist Guild headquarter at the capital.
The Alchemist Guild at Ainsley's region didn't have that authority to hold an auction.
If their guild recruited an alchemist that had an unusual potion-making ability, they would have to send the alchemist to the headquarter.
Of course, they'd be given credits and rewards for that.
Still, because of such rules, all the unique alchemists gathered at the capital. That's why, only the alchemist guild at the capital could hold such an auction.
Even though the auction was only held once every six months, the money they accumulated could surpass the branch alchemist guilds' yearly income!
A bottle of super rare or unique potion could be sold for MILLIONS of dollars or usually sold using 7-coloured energy crystals and other precious things that money couldn't buy.
In short, holding a potion auction was a big thing. Many big shots all around the country would definitely attend.
And now, Ainsley said that she's going to make one? Isn't she practically trying to go against the Alchemist Guild? And, and…
Axelle's head was spinning around.
Am I worthy of making such a sought-after potion? I-I am just a slave...and a filthy mixed-breed elf...
Axelle wasn't sure if humans would like a potion made by an elf...especially a mix-breed like him.
Little did he know that even a potion made by a random elf was something highly sought after.
Look, even the Billios Family couldn't easily get one or two bottles!
Simply because such potions wouldn't exist in the human continent, and no human alchemist could make it!
The elves also guarded their potions with all of their might. Thus, it's extremely hard to get a potion made by an elf…
One should know that whatever potions Axelle makes, tons of people would die just to get one bottle.
"How is it? Can ywou make 6 diffelent potions, five bwottles each?" Ainsley smiled from ear to ear as she looked at Axelle as if he's a treasure.
Oh, he's indeed a walking treasure.
With Axelle in her family, she could even go head to head against the Alchemist Guild!
But after knowing that the kind Grandpa she met at the Billios Casino's auction was the Godlif Alchemist Guild master, Ainsley decided to sell potions that the grandpa didn't sell.
That way, their interests won't clash, and they can coexist together.
Seeing Ainsley's hopeful eyes, Axelle felt even more nervous. The 'smurf' elf shrunk his shoulders and muttered,
"Is...is it o-okay for someone like me...t-to make potions...for such...an important b-business?"
Wouldn't the customer run away if they knew the one making the potion is a cursed elf?
Ainsley immediately understood what Axelle hinted at. She slowly looked at the safety collar around Axelle's neck and frowned.
"Axwel." The baby jumped from her seat and slowly walked to the elf.
"Y-yes?"
"Listen. Flom the mwoment I bought ywou…" Ainsley stopped in front of Axelle and beckoned him to lower his head.
Once Axelle lowered his head Ainsley tiptoed and touched the collar.
The next moment, she yanked the collar and took it off Axelle's neck!
"You ale my pweople." The baby threw the collar to the floor and stepped on it.
"You're nwot a slave anymole!"
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