It was the woman who got the potion from Ainz.
The woman – Verita shifted her gaze from the red potion she was staring at intensely and looked at the owner with a dull expression.
“What potion is that?”
“Who knows?”
“… Hey, you don’t even know? Didn’t you accept his compensation immediately because you knew the price of this potion?”
“That’s impossible, I’ve never seen such a potion before. Didn’t you come here to take a look as well because you haven’t seen this before, old man?”
Verita guessed right.
“Can this potion really compensate you? Your potion breaking is a fact, right? This one might be cheaper than the one you bought.”