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“Aaaaaaaah!”
“Wuuuuu!”
“Lulululu!”
The eyes in the room first went blank, and then the pupils began to tremble violently, and then the whole body began to tremble.
He let out a strange cry, convulsed in the room, and then fell straight backward…
Thud.
Fortunately, no one present found that he was in any life-threatening danger, so they could only let him get through it on his own…
“Uli is fine. He’ll be fine in a little while.”
Roy had expected this situation. At this time, she just glanced at him and began to find a seat. This kind of thing happened at least a hundred times a year in Sigil.
Morgan, when Uli had drunk it, had rushed up anxiously, intending to snatch the potion. But she had been stopped by Shelley. At this time, she turned back to Shelley with a look of disappointment and said in a low voice, “Shelley! Why didn’t you stop him?”
That potion, isn’t it very precious?
And Shelley, who now looked very weak, but his magic had recovered. The only thing he was lacking now was divinity. His divine power had fallen into a dormant state, which had limited many of his abilities. But Shelley’s physical strength had actually recovered to its previous level.
Shelley smiled to himself, said nothing, and gently pulled her behind him. He turned his back to the crowd, his expression became smug, and he enjoyed the potion master who was constantly convulsing, thinking to himself, “I just wanted him to drink it.”
“If you had stopped him, it would have been difficult for me.”
Everyone knew that this half-goat man had tasted too many different kinds of liquids. He could not only accurately distinguish the subtle differences between potions, but he was also usually immune to all kinds of harmful effects.
Despite this, he would usually only take a small sip, as long as he could identify what was in the bottle. But you still had to be careful. What if what you gave him was really something he had never tasted before… he would definitely drink it all down with anticipation and passion.
Did Shelley know this? Of course he did. This potion was not an ordinary potion. This was one of the few precious potions from the Arcane Age that Shelley had found in the ruined warehouse of the floating city. Its research value, for a mage who studied this aspect… was immeasurable.
So what Shelley was doing at this time was… taking out a high-priced item, “unintentionally” letting someone destroy it, and then demanding a high price for compensation.
Does it feel a bit familiar? That’s right… this set of operations has a professional term called…
Pengci.
Shelley: Hah! You’re not getting away today, you little brat. Jiejiejiejie.
Shelley was just trying to trick Uli into drinking all of this potion so that he would have to pay the price.
[Is your heart black?]
“How could it be~”
Are you kidding me? I’m a good young man. I’m not some immoral person. I’m a virtuous person.
…
After about ten minutes, Uli’s reaction finally stopped. He slowly got up from the cold floor, looked around in a daze, and found that Elena and the others were sitting at his table, happily discussing the delicacies of Sigil.
???
The guests are enjoying the cookies they baked themselves, enjoying afternoon tea… while he, the owner of this house, is lying on the bone-chilling floor without anyone paying attention. Who am I? Where am I? Isn’t this my home? Why am I here? Why are they there?
But this was not the first time this had happened. In one disappointment after another, he had gradually gotten used to it.
“Master Uli, are you alright?”
Just then, a gentle male voice sounded in Uli’s ear, “Because you were convulsing, I didn’t dare to change your position easily.”
[I saw you convulsing on the ground for a long time.]
“It’s good that you’re fine.”
Shelley’s pale palm was extended to Uli. He bent down and said with a gentle smile, “Can you hold my hand?”
Blankly reaching out and holding Shelley’s palm, Uli was then gently pulled up and hugged by Shelley.
Shelley patted him on the back and said softly in Uli’s ear, “It’s alright, it’s alright.”
“If the potion is gone, it’s gone. It’s good that you’re fine.”
[The potion is very expensive. I can not care, can you not take it to heart?]
Uli felt a long-lost warmth in his heart. Shelley’s words were like a warm current flowing in his heart. He felt his tear ducts starting to work again. Uli looked at Shelley’s beautiful face, which looked beautiful because of his weakness, nodded vigorously, and then said, “No.”
Slap, slap, slap.
Greatly moved, Uli forcefully patted his not-so-strong chest and said to Shelley with a vow, “The matter of the potion is my fault. I must compensate you.”
And the moved Uli did not notice… behind him, the table of women were looking at him as if he were a lamb to be slaughtered, full of pity…
Shelley had already told them his plan just now, and all they had to do was to remain silent.
“You really don’t have to…”
“No! Otherwise, you’re looking down on me.”
Uli, as a famous potion maker, was not short of money, so he said this with great confidence.
Shelley looked at Uli’s serious look with some difficulty. It took him a long time to slowly say, “In that case…”
[Then I’ll be blunt.]
“Then I don’t need you to compensate me with any money…”
[Will I let you off so easily?]
“See if you can make this potion.”
Uli’s expression gradually became serious. He looked at Shelley seriously and asked in a low voice, “Do you know the effect of this potion?”
Shelley shook his head and looked at Uli with anticipation. And he did not disappoint Shelley. He smacked his lips and said slowly, “The effect of this potion is… to temporarily increase intelligence.”
Intelligence?
Shelley’s eyes narrowed, but he did not interrupt and quietly waited for Uli to finish.
“But the effect of the first dose will be the same as what I just experienced. The second time, you will get used to it.”
Uli’s eyes were dazed. He smacked his lips, as if he were savoring it, “The materials of this potion are not very rare, except for one material that is very rare because its growing environment is relatively harsh.”
“Are you sure you don’t want me to just compensate you directly? Even if the things are complete, it will take a long time to develop…”
Shelley shook his head and refused, then extended his hand and said, “It’s alright, my friend. Time is not a problem.”
[The longer the better, tool man.]
A friend. Yes, my friend.
“Hahaha, my friend, you’re right.”
Uli’s goat hooves tapped quickly on the marble floor, and then he took down two strangely colored bottles from the shelf.
“Come! Let’s toast to our friendship.”
???
Shelley’s smile stiffened as he took the potion. He unscrewed it and saw that this purple liquid seemed to have a pained human face in it…
“Ah~”
It’s still greeting me.
!?
This, do I really have to drink it?
