Adventurer of Many Professions-Chapter 127: New Project!

"Mr. Rose, look!"

Manik hurried over, excitement brimming in his voice as he handed Raymond a leather bag filled with herbs.

"Ever since the Black Wind Bandits got wiped out, the number of adventurers taking commissions has skyrocketed! Today, we collected enough herbs to make eight full batches of potions! And that’s just because the bag is full, otherwise, I could’ve gotten even more!"

It was clear why Manik was so thrilled.

During the time when the Black Wind Group was active, fewer adventurers dared to venture out, limiting his herb collection to only four or five portions a day. But now? Business was booming.

Raymond took the bag from Manik, pulling it open just enough to see the ten neatly arranged Blue Spirit Herbs inside.

Though his new night vision allowed him to see them clearly, he still pretended to inspect them under the glow of the Bai Hao Stone, just to keep his Thief abilities a secret.

After a moment, he nodded and gave his instructions.

"Tomorrow, collect ten portions for me, but don’t gather anything beyond that. Hold off until I give you further instructions."

"Huh? Mr. Rose, what are you planning?"

Manik looked genuinely puzzled.

Why would Raymond suddenly limit his purchases; especially now, when there were more herbs available than ever, and the demand for potions was higher than before?

With fewer bandits around, adventurers were taking on more missions, which meant they would need more potions. Prices would likely rise, making this the perfect time to profit.

Yet, Raymond was backing off?

It made no sense.

"I told you before that I don’t have time to make potions every day, didn’t I?" Raymond said casually, not offering any further explanation.

Manik froze, his mind flashing back.

Yes. Raymond had mentioned that before.

But in the past few weeks, Raymond had been consistently making potions every single day, so much so that Manik had completely forgotten that warning.

Realizing his mistake, Manik’s face paled slightly.

Had he just crossed a line by questioning Raymond’s decision?

"M-Mr. Rose! I’m so sorry!"

Manik lowered his head slightly, his voice hurried and sincere. "I completely forgot! Please forgive my thoughtlessness!"

Not wanting to jeopardize their working relationship, he quickly made a firm promise.

"Don’t worry, Mr. Rose! I won’t ask unnecessary questions again in the future!"

Raymond watched him carefully before nodding in satisfaction.

If Manik became too curious, it would be dangerous for both of them.

The moment he became a liability, Raymond wouldn’t hesitate to find another supplier. After all, with the deal he offered, he wouldn’t struggle to find a replacement.

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"Just keep collecting ten portions for now."

Manik, seeing Raymond wasn’t upset, sighed in relief and grinned.

"Understood! I’ll get it done, Mr. Rose!"

Inside, he was even more excited.

If Raymond was willing to buy ten portions at a time, it meant his magic power had increased enough to refine ten potions in one sitting.

That also meant more profit for him in the long run.

After leaving Windy Willow Street, Raymond returned to Red Rose Street, finishing his potion-making for the night.

As he worked, Arya watched him quietly, an expression of curiosity and mild amusement on her face.

Then, as Raymond began measuring her arm length, she finally spoke up.

"Raymond, are you planning to modify your leather armor to fit me?"

Raymond paused, looking up at her.

She already knew?

Arya, seeing his reaction, grinned. "I figured as much when you mentioned using the giant sword to make new armor."

Raymond chuckled, nodding. "Yeah. That’s the plan."

He continued taking her measurements, ensuring the modifications would be perfectly tailored to her.

Once he was done, he sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Now we just need to deal with the debt we owe Sylph and Lorene… we still need over a dozen gold coins to pay them back."

Arya tilted her head. "Didn’t we make some money from selling potions and weapons?"

Raymond let out a dry laugh. "I used it all to enchant Dark Moon."

The enchanted weapon had cost him nearly everything.

While they had earned some money in the past few days, it still wasn’t enough to cover their debt.

Luckily, Sylph and Lorene weren’t in a rush to demand repayment. They knew Raymond had recently commissioned a Black Iron weapon, so they assumed he was temporarily short on funds.

That gave him a bit of breathing room.

With Arya’s measurements recorded, Raymond gathered his old leather armor and the damaged giant sword.

Together, they headed toward Red Iron Street, where he planned to have the armor modified and commission his own light armor set.

The process, however, would take time.

A skilled craftsman could reshape armor, but it wasn’t something that could be done overnight.

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Still, Raymond knew—

Every piece of preparation mattered.

And soon, Arya would be fully equipped and ready for their next adventure.

Forging in Secret

Raymond worked tirelessly through the long hours of the night, modifying the leather armor and painstakingly crafting a breastplate.

By the time he finally hammered the last piece into place, the first light of dawn was already creeping over the horizon.

The rhythmic clang of metal had faded, replaced by the soft hum of a city stirring awake.

Raymond wiped the sweat from his brow, exhaling deeply as he inspected his work.

A perfectly fitted breastplate.

The modifications had taken longer than expected, but the results spoke for themselves.

However—

He knew he couldn’t stay here any longer.

Old man Pierre would be arriving soon to open the blacksmith shop, and Raymond had no intention of letting the old craftsman see his work.

Raymond swiftly packed away the modified leather armor and breastplate, making sure to leave no trace of his presence in the workshop.

With his forging ability, the equipment he crafted was far superior to regular weapons and armor.

If Pierre got a good look at his work, he would instantly recognize the difference.

Even though the greatsword’s materials had been refined by other skilled craftsmen using the forging technique, only someone with the forging skill themselves could take those materials and reshape them into superior equipment.

And Raymond wasn’t ready to let anyone know he had that skill just yet.

So, before Pierre could arrive, he slipped out of the blacksmith shop and made his way back to Red Rose Street.

Back home, Arya had already prepared breakfast, a simple but hearty meal.

Raymond ate quickly, the fatigue from working all night settling into his bones.

Then, without another word, he collapsed onto his bed and drifted into much-needed sleep.

His rest was brief; only a few hours but enough to recharge him for what came next.

As night fell, Raymond once again headed out, making his way to Fengliu Street to meet with Manik.

Manik was waiting at their usual spot, looking excited as he handed over ten full sets of Blue Spirit Herbs.

But before the informant could get too comfortable, Raymond raised a hand to stop him.

"Don’t collect any more tomorrow."

Manik blinked in confusion but didn’t argue.

He had learned by now that Raymond had his own reasons for everything, and questioning him too much wasn’t worth the risk.

So he simply nodded. "Understood, Mr. Rose."

With the herbs secured, Raymond returned home, refining another batch of potions before heading back to Red Iron Street.

It was time to finish his armor.

Back at Pierre’s blacksmith shop, Raymond worked through the night once more.

This time, his focus was on the remaining armor pieces—

Arm armor

Leg armor

And… a surprise addition.

He also brought his own sword, ensuring that his entire combat gear set was fully optimized.

By the time he finished, he had more than just new armor—

He had created something new entirely.

Raymond strapped the final piece onto his left arm and flexed his fingers, testing the newly crafted arm shield.

It extended just past his elbow, measuring about 20 centimeters wide, but what made it truly unique was its thickness, two solid centimeters of reinforced metal.

However, the real advantage lay in its razor-sharp edge.

Unlike traditional shields, which were designed purely for defense, this arm shield could also be used as a weapon, a deadly extension of his own arm.

He clenched his fist, feeling the weight distribute evenly, and gave it a test swing.

"This can block heavy strikes… and slice through armor just as easily."

The design allowed him to defend against powerful attacks while still maintaining his ability to wield a sword with both hands when necessary.

Raymond turned his wrist slightly, watching how the light glinted off the sharpened edge of the arm shield.

A perfect balance between offense and defense.

A small smirk formed on his lips.

"Now this… this is exactly what I needed."

With his armor finally complete, Raymond knew that the next phase of his adventuring life was about to begin.

Arya was now equipped and ready, and his own combat potential had skyrocketed thanks to the improvements in his gear.