"What's the recipe for, let me see, the main ingredients are the eyes of the three-eyed crow, the dry powder of the thousand-eyed centipede, and the tentacles of the deep-sea devil-eyed octopus, all of which are rare materials, but it doesn't matter, I still have a little stock here."

"Then there are the accessories, the roots of the mandrake, the pollen of the laurel, the hair of a lucky man....."

"These are some of the common materials."

In the potions classroom of the Mystic Side Branch, Merlin is recalling the potion recipe for Dream Bubbles.

"Hehe, if it's a fantasy theme, I should go to the auction to find these rare materials now, and then I have to be found at the auction, and finally there will be a counter-kill of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and complete a wave of classic operations of black and black, which can be at least fifty or sixty thousand words."

Looking at the list of rare ingredients on the formula, he smiled inwardly, and then thought about it with divergent thoughts.

It's a pity that these tense and exciting plots probably have nothing to do with him, after all, if you count it seriously, he is already one of the richest people in the world who inherited the treasury of the imperial royal family, and if there are no materials in the royal treasury, then any auction house will probably just give it for nothing.

"Alas, the reputation value of 90 is so boring, I really lost a lot of the unique fun of the traverser."

He shook his head regretfully, then clapped his hands gently.

As a result, the space around him seemed to be torn open by something, and a gap opened.

The shape of this spatial crack is a bit like a mouth, especially the curvature on both sides is as hideous and scary as a clown's smile, and the jagged cracks around the crack are like sharp teeth, and the blood red behind this crack is like a monster's throat.

"Your faithful tax collector is pleased to serve you, my most respected prince."

Cinderella on the side was still looking at the spatial crack summoned by the teacher with great interest, but in the next second, she saw that this crack really opened and closed like a mouth, making a humble voice.

The girl was taken aback, she was a little scared and reached out and grabbed the teacher's clothes next to her, but unfortunately his Zhengtai teacher's height was really a little anxious, which made it impossible for the girl to hide behind the teacher's back.

"Don't be afraid, Cinderella, it's my demons."

Merlin gently patted the girl's back, comforting her.

After saying that, he used his magic power to reveal the potion formula, threw the ingredients on the formula into the spatial crack like the demon's blood basin mouth, and commanded.

"Help me see if there are any of these materials in the treasure house, and I've marked the dosage."

"Follow your will, Your Highness."

Crack Mouth responded with some joy at first, then chewed twice on the formula thrown into its mouth as if it were eating, only to speak again with some trepidation.

"I'm really sorry, Your Highness, most of the ingredients on this recipe in the treasure trove are available, except for the lucky ones' hair, which doesn't seem to be in stock, but don't worry, your loyal tax collector is going to add this to the list of tax items, trust me, I'll be ready for you soon."

This somewhat terrifying hideous mouth stopped smiling this time, the corners of its mouth drooped and it struck a sad mouth.

"No need, I have this in my hand, you just need to prepare the other materials."

Looking at the fact that there were still a lot of cracks in this scene, Merlin said with some amusement.

"Oh, thank you for your forgiveness, my most forgiving Highness, and I'll go and prepare."

The corners of the weeping mouth rose again, and then, a pile of materials that shimmered with a rich magical aura was spat out of the crack.

"Please Your Highness accept it, please believe that there will always be only fine products in your treasure house."

Crack smiled again, smiling proudly and proudly.

"Of course, I believe in your abilities, and you are my trusted number one tax officer."

Merlin complimented as he looked at the materials.

"Oh, what a great Highness this is, please rest assured, your wealth is guarded by me, no one can steal your wealth, not even a single iron coin, those damned pigs who are in arrears of national taxes are really guilty and deserve death, if it weren't for Your Highness's kindness, I must let those who dare to evade taxes realize what life is better than death."

The hideous mouth was moved by this, and at the same time said viciously, and a thick bloody breath escaped from its mouth, which made Cinderella's hand holding Merlin's clothes on the side a little harder.

Fortunately, after saying this, the terrifying mouth was closed, and the torn space closed again, and everything returned to its original state.

In this regard, Merlin shook his head helplessly, sure enough, the essence of the seals is so brutal.

That terrifying mouth just now is actually one of the inherited royal relics, more accurately it is the royal treasury itself, a high-risk terrible seal, numbered 1-02, the Imperial Tax Collector.

Legend has it that this is the seal of the tax collection obsession of the imperial tax bureau, and its ability is just like its name, it is specially used for the imperial royal family to collect taxes, as long as all the harvest in the empire is taxed, no one can escape the imperial tax officer's collection, and if you refuse to pay taxes, or tax evasion, then the tax collector will take matters into his own hands and double the fine.

Even if the empire is gone now, but this seal can't manage so much, his scope of influence seems to have always been calculated based on the largest territory of the empire, even if there is only one Cornwallis City left in the territory that is now nominally Merlin, but the tax collector's tax collection scope still covers most of the southern border.

So, don't look at Merlin now eating and waiting for death in the castle every day, but the wealth in his treasury is actually increasing every moment, and he is really talking about making money.

Anyway, Merlin himself doesn't know how much money he has now, he just wonders if the reputation 90 written on his system panel is displayed because the initial maximum value of the car card can only be 90, and in fact, his real wealth seems to be enough for him to climb on the street lamp in the middle of the night, and then stand on the street lamp and shout at the passers-by.

Even Cynthia, a sage, is a little greedy for Merlin's treasure trove in the true sense of the word, but it's a pity that the royal treasury is only under the control of the heir to the throne who has royal blood, and there is no other way to pry open the door of the treasury, after all, the body of this treasure trove was built at the peak of the empire, with the mysterious side strength of the empire that could wrestle with the church at that time, the magic defense level of this treasure house was naturally pulled to the highest, and even the sage could not break through violently, Otherwise, Merlin suspected that with the style of his unscrupulous old lady, she would have looted the treasure house and slipped away, and would not have left him even a single copper.

But then again, since Merlin became the Demon King, the entire castle has been polluted into a demon by his magic power, and this huge treasure house hidden under the castle is naturally no exception.

Unlike the castle servants who were originally just ordinary people, this thing was originally a first-level seal, and the demon that was numbered so high turned into a demon Merlin himself didn't know, and the ghost knew if this thing would still be first-level if it was evaluated now.

Fortunately, after all, it was Merlin's creation, and he himself was the sole heir of the royal family, so his dual identity made this high-risk seal directly recognize him as the master, which would not pose any threat to him.

I don't even know what's going on, this guy's personality seems to be a little too humble, and every time he is summoned, the various pompous compliments that make people have a toothache are really a bit shameful, and this thing looks at him every time he finishes his errands, and wants Merlin to give him a compliment or something, as if he is a puppy begging for bones, which is really a bit helpless.

"Forget it, the materials are ready, let's start mixing potions."

Merlin didn't think much of it, he jumped up and plucked one of the girl's hair at Cinderella's exclamation, then climbed onto a small bench and began to skillfully mix potions on the counter.