Kindness from Greengrass

Chapter 12 Kindness from Greengrass

When Henry looked at Rice, Rice was looking at his youngest daughter.

Mr. Henry's two daughters were both very pretty and lovely. Their skin was fair and smooth, as plump and elastic as a peeled egg. They were both dressed in white robes, almost identically, except that the older sister had green lace trim on her cuffs, while the younger sister's cuffs were plain.

Two vibrant and beautiful girls would be a sight to behold anywhere, but Rice sensed an unusual magical fluctuation the moment they entered.

After some careful observation, Rice focused on the younger girl, whose soul was not stable enough; her pure soul had been corrupted by something filthy.

Seemingly noticing Rice's gaze, the girl gave Rice a slight smile.

"Daphne, Astoria, my daughter." Seeing that the little boy Rice was staring intently at his little daughter, Mr. Henry decided to remind him—her father was still here!

"Rice, Rice Chassalal Lint."

Rice glanced at Henry, then at Bokin.

Mr. Bokin cleared his throat: "Mr. Greengrass, Mr. Lint may have what you want."

After he introduced the two magical items that Rice had not yet sold, Mr. Greengrass's eyes lit up.

"Calming candles and fruits that can cure diseases?"

The description sounded exactly like his daughter's condition, and Mr. Greengrass was immediately intrigued.

It may sound unbelievable, but Astoria Greengrass, the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family and beloved by her family, was a woman with a tragic fate.

She was found to carry a curse known as the Blood Curse from birth. This is a curse that attaches itself to the soul, granting Astoria the ability to transform into animals, but at the cost of irreversibly and permanently becoming an animal, even losing all memories of her human life and becoming a complete beast.

The idea that his lively and lovely daughter would eventually turn into a mindless, bloodthirsty beast was completely unacceptable to Mr. Henry, and the Greengrass family could not tolerate it either. Therefore, Mr. Henry kept seeking medical treatment for his daughter, and even came to Mr. Borkin for some shady methods.

In retrospect, sometimes trying "unorthodox" methods can yield unexpected results.

"How much? I'll take both of these." Mr. Henry asked without hesitation, making no attempt to hide his desire for the two items.

"Three hundred Galleons. You can take both of these."

Mr. Bokin, standing to the side, paused for a moment, his breathing erratic, upon hearing the offer, because Rice's offer was far too low! If it were him, he would have at least doubled it, since Mr. Greengrass wasn't short of money, and these two items were exactly what he needed.

Sigh, young people just don't have any experience. If I hadn't argued with Rice and had bought those three items earlier, I could have earned at least 300 Galleons today!

The thought of such a large sum of money flying out of his wallet made Mr. Bokin's heart ache so much he could hardly breathe.

While Mr. Bokin was filled with regret, Rice had already made a deal with Henry Greengrass.

Seeing the genuine joy on Mr. Greengrass's face, Rice reminded him, "Candles can only have a calming effect, and the warding-off-misfortune fruit is not a panacea. Don't have too high expectations."

"It's alright, as long as it works." Henry carefully tucked the two boxes into his arms and waved his hand dismissively.

As a family member, Mr. Greengrass knew perfectly well how troublesome the curse on his daughter was. He never expected that the things he bought from a shady shop in Knockturn Alley for a mere three hundred gallons would cure her; as long as they could alleviate her pain, the three hundred gallons would not have been wasted.

Having paid and received the goods, Henry had achieved his goal. Before leaving Borginbock, he suddenly turned around and asked Rice, "Hey, want a ride?"

As he spoke, Mr. Greengrass pointed to the carriage parked outside the shop. He had already noticed several suspicious-looking men watching them from both inside and outside the shop.

Upon hearing Henry Greengrass's words, the wizard who was monitoring Rice immediately panicked: if Rice agreed to hitch a ride, what chance did they have? They dared not stop the Greengrass family's carriage. Wouldn't their prize be gone?

However, since it was the head of the Greengrass family who spoke, they could only stand aside and watch helplessly. The Greengrass family was not someone that they, as lowly scoundrels, could afford to offend.

Fortunately, Rice declined Mr. Greengrass's invitation.

Mr. Greengrass was a little surprised by Rice's refusal. After confirming several times that Rice did not need a ride, he stopped worrying and left Borginbock with his daughters.

After Mr. Greengrass left, Rice chatted with Mr. Bokin for a few more minutes, verbally promising to come back to sell things here next time, before leaving the small shop that specialized in selling dark magic items with Lupert and a large sum of money.

As soon as they stepped outside, Rice felt several unfriendly gazes sweeping over him and Lupert.

He couldn't help but sigh: If wizards a thousand years ago only had this kind of quality, they would have been wiped out by races like werewolves and fairies long ago.

However, this also reflects that the living environment of modern wizards is not bad.

The two deliberately walked in a secluded direction, stopping only when they reached a dead end deep in the alley.

Looking at the four people who had followed them, Rice spread his hands, saying helplessly, "If I were you guys, I definitely wouldn't have followed us. Almost everyone could tell you were following us. You don't actually think you haven't been spotted, do you?"

Upon hearing Rice's words, the four wandering wizards exchanged glances, and finally the wizard who appeared to be the leader spoke up.

"Stop arguing. Can't you see the situation? It's four of us against two of you now. The advantage is with me, not you. Just give up and let us go back and report sooner—blame yourself for messing with the wrong person."

From the information revealed on the other end, Rice understood the root of the conflict—the McMillan kids were causing trouble again. This stirred a hint of anger in him: some people truly don't know what's good for them, and it seemed he needed to teach them a lesson they wouldn't forget.

As the four confronted Rice, a thin, transparent rope slowly crawled on the ground. Its transparent color provided excellent camouflage, and Rice seemed completely oblivious to the inconspicuous rope.

And so it slowly swam to Rice's feet, and while he was talking to the four men, it suddenly sprang up and flew toward his neck.

(End of this chapter)