Mixed Blessing System

Chapter 101 Poison Masters

After a few minutes of walking, Lothur stopped in front of a mansion on the north side of Peters City. In this area, some of the most luxurious estates of the city's wealthiest residents were located.

In this province, there was only one headquarters of a high-level organization, as the headquarters of these families, such as Lothur's wife's, were enormous and had existed in this city for longer.

As such, most of the headquarters of local organizations were not around this area of Peters City, with only the Becker House being based there.

In any case, wealthy individuals, but without organizations behind them, as in the case of some local high-level professionals, lived in this neighborhood.

And right there was the property of the poison master that Lothur had heard about, whom he wanted to meet to facilitate his entry into this profession.

So, when he stopped in front of that mansion with a completely different design than the other properties in the surrounding area, Lothur took a deep breath, ignoring the fact that the place did not look as gloomy as he had imagined.

From the ideas of his predecessor, a poison master should be a terrible-looking person who probably lived in lonely places, surrounded by death and degradation.

But that building in front of him did not look bad at all. In fact, he could see many plants and flowers around that area, while large glass windows covered the facade of the place, giving a transparent idea of who lived there.

With this reality and contrasting thoughts, he stepped forward and touched the communication device outside the property.

And before he knew it, someone was already in front of him, on the other side of the bars that circled the front of that property.

"Kid, what do you want here? Do you have an appointment?" A green-haired woman asked this as she observed that face she had never seen before.

'Is it a new customer? But he's only a mortal... It must not be that.' She wondered as she found Lothur's face cute.

Noticing that woman who, after Viktoria and Mabel, would undoubtedly be the most beautiful he had ever seen, Lothur felt surprised to see someone like that in that place.

He had expected to find some decrepit old man there, but surprisingly such beauty had appeared to attend him.

'That's better...' He then looked at her status.

[Name: ???]

[Cultivation: level 10]

[STR: ???] [CON: ??] [DEX: ??] [AGI: ??]

'As expected...'

He then smiled before finally answering that woman. "Hello, beautiful lady. My name is Lothur, and this is my first time here. So I don't have an appointment time."

"Oh? Beautiful, huh?" She smiled at him as not many complimented her beauty. 'It seems he is truly ignorant...'

'I'll let it go this time. Anyway, it will be interesting to see the expression on his face when he finds out what I am capable of...' She smiled graciously, giving Lothur the wrong impression.

She then asked. "And what do you want here, young Lothur? Do you know whose property this is?"

"Of course, this is the estate of the most renowned local poison master!" He said this even though he had no idea who owned this place or such a person's ranking among local poison masters.

"Oh? You really can talk, huh? But then, what is the purpose of a mere mortal visiting the estate of the 'most renowned local poison master'?"

"I want to become... No, in fact, I must become a poison master!" He said in a confident tone while looking into the dark green eyes of that beauty on the other side of that golden bars.

"Is that so?" That woman finally heard something surprising that made her uncross her arms and look more seriously at Lothur.

The profession of poison masters could be considered one of the most difficult of all spiritual professions since it demanded that cultivators following this path use poisons in their bodies.

But not everyone had what it took to deal with some of the most common substances in this field, or rather, not everyone could develop resistance to poisons!

Consequently, even if someone could withstand a potent poison because of his cultivation, this would not mean that such a person had the potential to be a poison master.

And seeing the 'mortal' in front of her saying those words, that disciple of the person behind this property looked at Lothur more seriously, trying to see if he was joking with her.

'He doesn't seem to be just talking out of his mouth, but... But where does he get the idea that he can become a poison master? Does he think all he has to do is want?'

'Not only do we have to have a high-level talent to understand the laws of this world, but we also need bodies capable of resisting the worst poisons. At the same time, our senses must be the sharpest and most important of all, the great willpower is needed to withstand the terror of poisons!'

'How can he underestimate the most demanding profession in Concordia?'

She looked at him thoughtfully for almost a full minute, making Lothur feel drops of sweat dripping off his back. He then heard her melodious voice. "Do you have any reason to think you are worthy of becoming a poison master? It's not enough that you want it. You have to have something to prove your ability."

"If you have something that catches my attention, I might consider talking to my mistress about you..."

"Oh? Well, I don't know how to prove myself to you. But I've already developed a slight resistance for Iron-grade poisons, even though I haven't tried to put any effort into it..."

"Is that enough?"

"What? Have you developed resistance to poisons without trying to do so? How did you do it?" Her eyes widened in shock, in disbelief that an ordinary mortal could do that.

After all, developing resistance to poisons was not an easy job!

Poisons could kill when applied at the incorrect dose, which, to tell the truth, did not have to be high and could easily be administered incorrectly.

Hell, many beginner poison masters made constant mistakes and ended up on the verge of death by mistaking the amount of poison they could handle.

Just imagine a person with no knowledge who was not trying to boost their own resistance?

It would be almost impossible to accomplish such a feat without severe sequels!

On the other hand, there were poisons used explicitly in training these professionals, which were not easy to find, as it usually was with poisons for just killing.

With this, the green-haired woman was in a state of denial about Lothur's words since he was basically saying that he resisted accidental poisoning, survived, and still acquired resistance.

That would be impressive if it were true!

Lothur then was honest with that woman. "The first time I was poisoned, I was bitten by a Giant Tropical Spider. A few days later, someone tried to kill me, but after that dinner, I just woke up fine the other day."

"That actually happened less than three days ago..." He was speaking when that woman frowned. She then used one of her arms through the bars there and grabbed Lothur's right arm.

"What? You've been poisoned!" She said in surprise as she noticed the substance people recovered from certain poisonings would have in their bodies for a few days after the poisoning.

'Did he tell the truth?' She wondered because just having recovered from poisoning was not enough to generate resistance.

She then looked him in the eye and decided to move on with this matter. "Lothur, if you want to become a poison master, I have a proposition for you."

"Go ahead."

"Allow me to test your resistance to poisons. Then, if you can get through it, not only do I promise to talk about you with my mistress, but I will give you an introductory book to my profession."

"And how will we do that?" He asked with interest.

She let go of his arm and proceeded to open the side gate that was there. "Let's go inside, and I will give you a dose of poisons normally used to stimulate beginners in my activity."

"This toxin is potent enough to put the lives of mortals at risk, so I hope you are aware of that."

"Just so you know, I will not save you if you were lying about your resistance." She said as she looked at him with an advisory gaze. "Are you okay with that?"

"Hmm, come on." He smiled at her before walking into that well-flowered estate.

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