Chương 408: When you're traveling, your identity is something you give yourself.

The office on the second floor of the rotating Golden Sparrow building.

After Tess closed the door and left, the three of them had a fairly pleasant dining experience.

Thanks to the gentle maternal instincts that Roland showed when she interacted with Tess, Durra relaxed her guard and chose to sit down and have a proper meal.

Let's also see what other tricks Roland can pull.

As the silver fork sliced the king oyster mushroom and put it into her mouth, a thick, white liquid seeped out as she chewed, and Durra raised her eyebrows in surprise.

A faint feeling of pleasure spread from her soul. The effect was not strong, but Dura was a high-level superhuman and she immediately noticed the abnormality.

She pulled the fork away, looked at the half-eaten pink king oyster mushroom on it, and then turned to look at Roland.

"You succubus, you actually drugged the food?"

Roland had assumed that Dura, as a young lady from a wealthy family, would have insightful opinions at the dinner table, but she never expected her to utter such stereotypical remarks, which was truly chilling.

She looked aggrieved and scooped up a large spoonful of baked rice and put it in her mouth, as if to prove her innocence.

"This is a natural effect of the pink king oyster mushroom; it's a characteristic of the variety, so what does it have to do with me?"

"Young Miss, you always have such a penchant for wrongly accusing succubi! When will we succubi ever be treated with respect?! I'm so angry I'm trembling!"

Sissia, who was standing nearby, also spoke up to remind them.

"Young Miss, the potion senses feedback now. It is indeed the natural effect of the ingredients, roughly equivalent to a trace amount of tranquilizing potion. Eating a dish before meditation, relaxation, or rest might have a good health-preserving effect."

As Sissia spoke, she continued to activate the magnifying glass-like magical artifact in her hand.

At that moment, a pale pink light emanated from near a heart symbol on the metal edge of the magnifying glass.

Sissia paused for a moment, then turned to search for the corresponding information in the thick books that were already laid out, before adding the following.

"Oh, it also has some skin-nourishing and beautifying effects, which is perfect for our aristocratic friends."

Roland glanced curiously at the busy secretary, Sissia.

It seems that every important person I encounter, whether a maid or secretary, has the ability to assess the effects of potions.

But upon closer reflection, it makes sense. There are countless types of potions in another world, and some strange poisons might appear out of nowhere. As a personal maid or secretary, it is indeed necessary to have the ability to detect potions.

Secretary Sissia noticed Roland's gaze, looked up and smiled slightly.

Although Roland's identity is now in doubt, she has at least earned some credit for herself and incidentally erased her history of investment failure.

She had a rather good impression of Roland.

Roland noticed Sissia's kindness, secretly winked, and made a small heart shape with her hands in front of her ample chest.

Sissia blushed slightly, spat and turned her face away, secretly glancing at Dura, afraid of being discovered in their little interaction.

Fortunately, Durra's attention was entirely focused on the pink king oyster mushrooms.

On the side of the table, there was a potted plant that Roland had specially prepared, with an king oyster mushroom growing on it, both to decorate the table and to satisfy Dura's curiosity.

After listening to Cecilia's explanation, Durla put down her knife and fork, reached over to the king oyster mushroom bonsai, and began to curiously stroke the thriving pink king oyster mushroom.

As your fingertips glide over the plump, round mushroom cap, lingering on its slightly concave surface, you can vaguely sense the subtle magic it contains.

"Lola," she called out, "did you grow this thing while rotating the golden finch?"

"Yes."

Roland answered honestly, but Durra continued to ask questions.

"Although this king oyster mushroom is a new variety, its growth requirements should be no lower than the original king oyster mushroom. You don't have large-scale purification facilities here, so how did you grow it?"

"Well... the solution is to use cheap and effective stable potions, of course!"

Roland smiled, tilted her head, and calmly revealed her secret.

……

This was a decision Roland made after careful consideration.

Now the system is down due to a malfunction, the spatial erosion that has affected my body cannot be repaired for a long time, and the perverted demon master and tiger-headed Bizan are searching for my whereabouts everywhere.

Instead of slowly accumulating money by relying on the spinning golden sparrow to buy expensive rare and precious herbs to repair his body, he should think of a way to gain Miss Dura's trust and become a member of the Gray Gold Family.

This not only provides cover for their identity, but also allows them to use Dura's connections to collect medicinal herbs that can repair spatial erosion.

As for how to gain Miss Durra's trust...

What could be easier to gain someone's trust than voluntarily handing over incriminating evidence?

In any case, Roland's private identities are countless, such as a bishop of a branch of the Church of Light, an undercover agent of the Church of Steel, a fugitive member of the Golden Fox royal family of the Church of Fire, a chosen one of the Goddess of Night, a godfather to the goddess of lust, and Thranduil's godmother...

Exposing just one of them will be enough to intimidate Miss Dura.

Unfortunately, Durra and Sissia did not show the reaction Roland had expected.

The capitalist duo simply stood there, stunned, after hearing Roland's words. They looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"A stabilizing potion... what is that?"

"Do we even have one of these in Black Iron City?"

"Of course not, Miss. We've lived here for decades. When have we ever heard of such a thing?"

"Is she playing us?"

……

The capitalist duo whispered among themselves for a while, then stared at Roland in disbelief.

Roland was completely dumbfounded.

Holy crap, the massive crack in the steel core has been there for months, and on the other end it's still Steelcore City, controlled by Elizabeth.

Given that little devil princess's personality, how come she didn't supply a stable supply of magical potions to the Dark Underworld?

Even if they don't sell finished potions, they should sell purified canned crab meat, right?

That thing is also a derivative of the stabilized potion, and it has a great reputation in the surface world. In the underground world where agriculture is scarce, it would definitely be a highly profitable product.

Wait... Could it be that Black Iron City is too far from the Great Rift, and Dura and Sissia didn't think of that possibility for the time being?

Roland suddenly understood and patiently explained.

"Young Miss, the Stabilizing Potion isn't a product of Black Iron City. You need to think about the Steel Core Crack."

"A large crack in the steel core...?"

Dura pinched her chin, gave Roland a meaningful look, and then gave Sissia a wink.

Sissia immediately understood and took out a stack of trade records from her spatial ring, carefully searching for trade records related to the steel core rift.

Because Black Iron City is far from the Great Rift of Steel Core, trade between the two is infrequent and records are scarce. It took Sissia several minutes to find the specific documents.

"Stabilizing potion, apprentice-level potion, said to be able to purify trace amounts of magical contamination, sourced from Wayne Corporation, a company affiliated with the Iron Church."

"Miss, we purchased two bottles, which cost a total of five gold coins. After testing, they can only slightly alleviate the pollution in a small area, and the effect is limited in duration, so they are not very useful."

Upon hearing Sissia's report, Roland immediately flew into a rage.

Holy crap.

Two bottles for five gold coins? Are you robbing me?

This thing is just an apprentice-level potion; people on Earth use it to make secret-recipe mini hamburgers.

So this is taking advantage of the novelty to slaughter our underground brothers like pigs!

Roland's reaction made Dura turn her gaze back to the seductive succubus in front of her.

The aloof and beautiful girl with silver-white hair and a height of 1. 2 meters narrowed her eyes, her long, narrow pupils shooting out a playful look, and spoke.

"So, Miss Laura."

"You mean you're a messenger sent by the Steel Church to contact us, or... a spy?"