"Absolutely, I never lie. ”

Facing the suspicious Lori, the corners of William's lips lifted slightly, revealing a harmless smile as much as possible, trying to maximize the effect.

Although she had been defeated in front of the two little witches, this time it was launched at an ultra-close range after all, and with William's outstanding male color as a blessing, it finally played its due effect, and Lori's vigilance towards William began to plummet, and her eyes gradually changed from trusting to trusting.

William Van Guins used the blessing of male color, and the effect was greatly improved.

The potions genius Lori was tricked, and Lori's vigilance dropped significantly.

Pull ......

"Lori!"

Carly notices that her sister's eyes are not quite right, so she calls her name, unexpectedly helping her to escape William's influence. Lori's eyes froze for a moment, and then she regained her clarity.

Seeing that his "spell casting" was interrupted, William glanced at Carly next to him, and proposed:

"If you still don't believe me, after you make the potion, I can dispose of all the substandard potions in front of you. ”

Lori hesitated to look at the amiable William, and then at her sister, who was still full of suspicion, and fell into a state of faltering.

She turned her head to her sister and whispered in Carly's ear, "Down...... If you pour it out......"

Carly saw that her sister suddenly started to be stupid, so angry that she secretly pinched her.

Fool, you can't be sure which potions are qualified, and it's not up to him to decide how many potions are left?

William noticed Carly's small movements, smiled, and touched her little head.

Carly's little witch's hair is black and shiny, her hair is extremely thick, and she feels good, which is obviously a good "medicine field", and it is estimated that she will not be bald for a long time.

"You're worried that I'll take the unqualified potions as qualified, right?"

Carly's thoughts couldn't be concealed at all, and William saw through it at a glance. Facing the little witch's somewhat shrunken gaze, he smiled and explained:

"You don't have to worry about this problem, instead of worrying about me relaxing the standards, it is better to worry about whether there will be too few qualified products that can meet the standards.

In my opinion, it's more likely that only one or two of dozens of potions can be qualified, and if we're unlucky, we might not be able to make a single success in hundreds of potions in a row. ”

After listening to the statement given by William, the two little witches couldn't help but look at each other.

Even the cautious sister Carly began to think that maybe she could try it this time, after all, from a selfish point of view, the more witches who were transformed by Lori's potion, the more "benefits" they would get.

And the witch who drinks the dark ritual potion will have a natural affinity for the witch who provides the "hair", and if the difference in strength between the two sides is large enough, this intimacy will even turn into respect and even worship.

This inexplicable emotional bias, coupled with the "monopoly" of high-level witches in knowledge, is the foundation of the witches' domess ruling their families.

Unlike vampires and werewolves, the transformation process of witches is almost irreversible, and the two of them will definitely go on as witches for the rest of their lives, and if nothing goes wrong, they may even use it to form their own witch family.

Lori didn't think about it so much, her bottom line was very simple, don't cause many people to die because of her potions, and nothing else is out of the scope of her thinking. After the two little witches discussed a few words in a whisper, her sister Carly stood up and asked cautiously:

"Master William, can you really promise that you won't abuse the potions made by Lori?"

William nodded earnestly.

"Well, but you also have to be prepared, I'm afraid the success rate will be very low when you first start boiling medicine, and I'm afraid that you will have to consume a lot of materials and hair. ”

After hearing William's words, the two little witches touched their heads with some concern.

It has been less than a year since they were transformed into witches, and they are not yet qualified to experience the pain of the strong, but they have already felt the naturally tight hair follicles of the witches, one or two are fine, and if they pull out more, it is really not an ordinary ......pain.

"One more thing. ”

William sniffed the fresh aroma of cypress leaves in the air, and reminded with a flat face: "You'd better stop washing your hair with cypress leaf juice, this thing needs to be washed and dried before it can be boiled, and it has a bit of a big impact on the quality of the potion." ”

Lori buried her face in her sister's hair and sniffed it, then agreed with William's statement, and asked curiously, "Then what should we use to wash our hair in the future......?" Grass and wood ash?"

William glanced at the dark and dense medicine field on Carly's head, coughed lightly and said, "It's best not to do neither, if you want not to affect the effect, it must be best to use water." ”

Seeing the two little witches nodding their heads again and again, and even a little admiring, William decided to swallow the second half of the words back into his stomach.

"Actually, it's better not to wash it, after all, the witch's head oil may also enhance the effect......

......

After leaving the room of the two little witches, the stamp ring in William's hand vibrated for a moment, and Cameron's muddy old voice was heard.

"You're lying to them. ”

Old man Cameron's voice was very firm, and his tone was no longer the lazy appearance before, but with a hint of alienation in the coldness and hardness.

William glanced at the ring on his hand in surprise and raised his eyebrows without squeaking.

He really wasn't telling the truth.

Even if Lori is really talented, the Dark Ritual Potion is the cornerstone of a witch family after all, and the difficulty of boiling it is really frighteningly high.

I'm afraid it's good luck to be able to pick one out of a hundred, if it's particularly bad...... Then the two of them are likely to experience the pain of the strong in advance.

William shook his head and explained, "It's not a lie, I'm just exaggerating a little bit of the success rate, and as they become more proficient, they will be able to do it one day." ”

"You know that's not what I said. ”

Old Cameron's voice came.

"Ten years ago, there was a faction of witches known as the Klemi family, and when they were exterminated by the Church of Knowledge, several bottles of Dark Ritual potions were not destroyed, but were secretly sold to the Kinsaro Chamber of Commerce by a small witch.

In order to determine the effects of those potions, I went to the Holy Empire and invited two Potions Masters, but even with their experience, I still couldn't tell which Dark Rite Potions were more stable. ”

Old man Cameron said lightly: "Perhaps, there are people who can judge the stability of this potion, but I don't think that you can learn this kind of knowledge at your age." ”

“......”

That's really embarrassing, I'm not just using it, it's hanging.

Maybe it was through the ring that he saw William's indifferent expression, thinking that he was still holding on hard because he had been pierced by himself, and the old man Cameron's words were a little unkind.

"I don't see your fate and I don't know what you've suffered, but I don't like what you do. ”

He paused when he said this, as if he wanted to give William a little time to digest, but after finding that he was still the same "indifferent" look, he said in a cold tone:

"In the notion of the nobles of Fran, there is nothing wrong with gambling on an army of witches with the lives of a large number of dispensable ordinary people, and I have been ten times crazier than you in order to fulfill my desire for revenge, and I am not qualified to condemn you. ”

"But I hope you can stay away from Karina in the future, although that child has also been through pain, but unlike us who are cold to the bone, she has not seen this filthy world for what it really is, and I will not allow anyone to tear this beauty apart. ”

William raised an eyebrow speechlessly.

You two are really ...... Why do you have to put a bitter and hateful character on me? I'm not an orphan, are you so disappointed?

He had already understood the logic of Old Man Cameron.

There may be warriors or spellcasters who are geniuses, but potions and alchemy, two disciplines that are almost pure knowledge, and even if there are geniuses, they still require a lot of knowledge accumulation.

And what the Potions Master can't do, how can he do it at the age of twenty-eight?

Then, since you can't tell the quality of potions, the so-called "non-abuse" naturally becomes a hypocritical perfunctory.

Under his preconceived notions, Old Man Cameron has seen everything he has done later as a disguise of careerists and conspirators, thinking that he has lost some kind of bottom line for "revenge".

William shook his head, stretched out his right hand with the ring, and shook five slender fingers with a flat face.

"Six. ”

"What?" came the old man Cameron's bewildered inquiry from the other side of the ring.

Clearing his throat with some embarrassment, William secretly cocked his thumb and little finger, and took back the other three fingers that had not obeyed.

"I mean, there are about six levels of Dark Rite Potions.

The most inferior potion is not only extremely painful in the process, but also has a very low conversion success rate, basically not many people can survive it, for more than ninety percent of people, this level of potion is no different from poison, can be called "extremely bad" or "evil".

And it is still dangerous to get potions two levels better than the "very bad" quality, not only the conversion success rate is also not high, but it is even very likely to go crazy or be directly impacted into a fool, these two potions can be called "poor" and "inferior". ”

William recited the system's classification of "good and bad" as he retracted his thumb and little finger and re-erected three fingers in an awkward gesture.

He explained in a flat tone: "The consequences of the three levels of potions of inferior, poor, and evil are too serious, and they must not be taken.

And on top of these three levels, there are three levels, which are "excellent", "good" and "can", and all I need is these three levels of potions. ”