With the deal made, Marcus started working on making the potions.

  Now that he was better at alchemy due to the book he read and he had more experience, it did not take him much to create Fortify Magicka Potions that were also capable of giving one resist magicka for more than three days of time.

  One of the things that he noticed in the real life of this world, all the effects of spells, from what he knows, take a longer time, not just one or two minutes but days and even weeks if the potion and the spell are strong.

  That was great to know.

  Three hours ter, Marcus put the potions on the table.

  Angeline looked at them and smiled as she looked.

  “You are a genius, really.”

  “Believe me when I say it, I am not the one that says words to make you feel better.”

  Marcus ughed.

  “Thank you.”

  Angeline then counted and made some calcutions.

  “Ten Fortify Magicka Potions, so I will give you fifty septims for them.”

  Marcus nodded.

  After deducting the cost of the ingredients, which was five drakes per potion, which equaled two septims and five drakes, he would be gaining forty-eight septims and five drakes, which increases his total net worth to ninety-seven septims and five drakes.

  Great deal amount of money for almost all commoners in Tamriel.

  If one room's rent in the inn cost five drakes, it meant that he had around two hundred days of renting money in his hands.

  After the deal was complete, Marcus left the Angeline and then walked around the street to look for anything.

  Just to live, nothing much.

  While he walked, he noticed many people going on their day. It was not like in the game where everyone tries to talk to him. Most, if not all, trying to sell him something did not even look at him.

  “Hmmm.”

  While Marcus moved in the crowd, he noticed that a Khajiit was following him. At first he thought it would be just a coincidence; then it was easy to see that he was trying to tail him to do something not nice.

  “Either he is a thief that will try to pickpocket me or he will try to understand what I do to find a way to take whatever I have.”

  Marcus had no real moral thoughts on these matters. He did not go out of his way to do evil, but if somebody wanted to kill him or harm him, then killing that person or the group was a fair deal to him.

  “It seems like I formed a routine, and this routine, adding the fact that I am a stranger, made me seen, and then thieves and people with ill minds think that I have money, so they will try to take it from me.”

  Marcus was not shocked, but still he believed it was pretty fast for something like that to happen.

  “I need to find a way to deal with him.”

  “I do not know much about combat, but I believe I am safe in the city from violence.”

  Marcus sat down at a stool at the outside of the market and then looked at a burly man who was serving mead and wine to people sitting and ordering one of them.

  The burly man said.

  “You pay first.”

  “One drake per cup of wine.” Marcus nodded and paid. Then the man poured him a wine and put it on the small table.

  While Marcus sat, one side of him kept an eye on Khajit, who was looking for him, thinking that he was not noticed, and while the other eye of him and his ears mostly listened to people who were talking.

  “I heard that there was a dragon seen in Helgen...” said an iron-armored man with a giant axe strapped to his back.

  “Yeah, but people say many things; some of them do not believe it. I am one of them," said a fine-leather-wearing Nord, with some confusion in his face.

  “I am not sure...”

  “I heard that he arrived at Helgen just when Ulfric Stormcloak was about to be executed.”

  “Do you think it is a coincidence?"

  The Nord looked at the iron-armored man and then shook his head.

  “That just makes it more likely to be a legend and not true.”

  “I don't like to talk bad about my Nord people, but we do like heroes and mystic tales.”

  “It makes a good narrative for Ulfric to be saved by a dragon."

  The iron-armored man ughed.

  “Yeah, he is destined to be High King if he is saved by the dragon. I am right.”

  Nord ughed and then they kept on drinking while talking about the other matters.

  Marcus, while listening, nodded.

  “So, the events of Helgen are already in motion. I wonder if there is a Dragonborn among them.”