Closing the menus Urist got up and brushed the dirt off his behind. Scratching his chin he observed the group behind Uria before speaking. He noticed right away that all of them were wearing robes suggesting that they weren't physical type fighters, that and they didn’t have the build to carry heavy weights or fight on the frontlines.

Respectively the color of their robes was white, blue with black spots, and a violet robe. He found out that in their group was two males and one female almost mistaking one of the males as a girl.

Really all these traps, I hope this is the last one.

Light mage Adster, Basic Alchemist Empty, and Poison Mage Gift. The fourth one that came with them was a female commoner named Unior that had been assigned to the warrior division on the account of her good muscle strength or so Uria said. 

A poison and potion maker? They should prove useful.’

“So what kind of poison can you make Gift?”

The girl who wore a violet robe nodded her head and responded, “Thank you for seeing me… boss. I’m still a simple poison mage that knows how to paralyze and make dulling magic liquid. I seem to have forgotten how to use more advanced poisons. I am sorry for my inability.” 

Waving her off Urist replied, “That’s quite alright. It’ll be a huge boon to use your poison in the upcoming battle. I’ll buy some barrels so you can store the liquid for later.”

“Understood.”

Turning away from the girl who smelled of sunflowers Urist turned his attention towards Empty who wore a black-spotted blue robe.

“So you're a potion maker? What can you make?”

This thin dwarf had a majestic brown beard. Empty had a frail body that seemed that the wind could blow him away at any given moment. He had warm eyes and bowed his head slightly, “Boss the lowly one can only make basic healing water, strength water, minor magic bombs, and booze. As long as I have the materials I could make such products.”

When he heard about magic bombs Urist raised an eyebrow thinking that it might be a good solution to fight against the rat tide. 

“So what kind of bombs can you make?”

Empty warm demeanor hardened by the question and Urist could see a hint of insanity held within.

“The bombs? Oh, I make explosions mainly out of wood bases using a carved magic formation since it’s easier to carve than metal. Why the question… boss?”

The twitch in the man's eyes told Urist that the one before him had a screw loose in his head. But he cared not since he needed every edge to fight against the tide he couldn’t be picky.

“We need a lot. As many as you can make in four days. Whatever you need I’ll try to supply you.”

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The breath of the skinny dwarf grew heavy with a smile curling upon his lips, “I need a team to craft the bases, heavy wood material, gems, and mages. If you can get me these three requirements in four days I can make enough to blow a small hill to powder.” 

“What kind of gems?”

“I’d like rubies since I’ve dealt with the material mostly. They work well as ignition, although I don’t know if you have any in supply.”

“Alright what kind of condition do the rubies need to be?”

“Just slivers of a ruby they don’t need to be perfect just a little bit is needed to make each grenade. Why do you have some on hand?”

While Empty was talking Urist was already searching to see the price of the stone.

‘Oh? They are pretty cheap compared to metal. Let's buy a few test ruby’s to see what exactly he needs.’

Making a quick selection Urist brought three different rubies costing 22 points 5, 7 and 10 respectively. Buying them without another thought Urist opened their packages and showed them to the shocked Empty.

“Ok which one fits your needs?”

“Out of thin air!? Do you have an item box?”

Waving his hand Urist replied, “No it’s something else. Now back to the matter at hand which one?”

Empty shock disappeared and looked carefully at the gems before he pointed at the one costing seven points.

“The smaller one would be sketchy for it to light correctly. The middle one would be perfect for wood grenades and the larger one could be used to make metal grenades since it could hold more power.”

“I see then I’ll buy you a few more and expect you to have a working model by the end of the day. Uria, get this man some people from the construction team good with their hands. Also, take him to the woodpile and see which wood is suitable for him to use. Also, get him a knife from the smiths, I’m guessing he’ll need that to crave. Will that be everything you need Empty?”  

“Kukuku, you really are a good boss. I’ll have a working model done in twenty-thirty minutes. How great it is to live again!”

Uria led the alchemist away leaving Urist and two other Dwarfs alone. Urist went back into the market and bought some barrels and looked at Gift.

“Can you fill these up with your poison over by that statue? It should increase your mana regeneration.”

“Ok?”

The confused poison mage picked up a barrel and left Urist and Adster alone.

“So you

are a light mage? What can you do?”

The trap dwarf smiled sarcastically, “I save people from dying. I know some simple healing spells is all. Is anyone dying? I love to see their look of despair.”

‘Ah, what a sadistic healer. Nonetheless she- I mean he should be able to heal Fatty’s legs.’ Urist thought.

“Actually we do have some injured can you heal flesh wounds? One of our exploration members got hurt can you go over to the cave and heal him?”

Adster the Light mage eyes glowed with joy as a smile appeared on her lips, “Sure!~ But don’t be worried about the screams you hear. It normal ok~”

The stare that Adster sent Urist made him shiver to his very core, ‘Why are there so many dwarfs with a screw loose?’

“Fine, but if he can’t perform on the battlefield you are joining the expedition. Is that clear.”

The star-eyed healer nodded his head, “Understood.”

Watching the retreating figure Urist put his hands together and prayed for Fatty’s good health before diving back into shopping after being interrupted. It wasn’t long before he could Fatty start screaming at the top of his lungs with Adster shouting at him to stop being a baby.

Some went over to check it out but Urist ignored it, he had more pressing things to handle.