Sabria can be said to be the second silent person in the entire team of spellcasters in Thunder Bluff, and even Ruiz, who manages her, can't say a few words to her every day. On the first day she came to Thunder Cliff, she made a list of things she could make, as well as the effects of those things and the materials needed, and then found someone to copy a few copies and gave them to Mo Yan, Ruiz, and Regel.

If she wanted to make any potions, she would have the names and ingredients ready to be sent to her room, and she would usually put them in a basket at the door early the next morning, label them, and the servants would deliver them to the owner who had ordered them.

And since Mo Yan recruited this potions master, he hasn't paid attention to what she does. Although Mo Yan had also carefully read the list she sent, Mo Yan felt that she had no need to read this list of poisons, which accounted for eighty percent of the content. After all, if he wanted to kill someone, he would use a more direct method than poison. In order to accomplish some tasks, the SS of Regel would often come to her to order a lot of potions.

Every morning, after she had made all the necessary preparations, she would open her door and receive the materials and the list of potions from the servant sent by Ryze, and then she would stay in the house all day. Of course, this may have something to do with the location of her room, so that the smell from running out of her room would affect or even hurt other mages.

Ruiz gave her the entire top floor of the Mage Tower, where the skylight allowed the exhaust fumes from her potions to escape. And although the view here is great and you can see the stars in the sky from the skylight at night, this room is a little too high. Every time she wanted to go out, she had to climb a long flight of stairs, and for a spellcaster who wasn't very physical. This kind of exercise is really a bit big, and even more so she is still a woman.

However, such a potions master who likes to stay in the house has now attracted Mo Yan's attention because of an inadvertent behavior. The white powder that Ruiz inadvertently handed him made Mo Yan feel that he had found an opportunity to make a lot of money. If this powder can really achieve the kind of effect that Mo Yan wants, maybe this will be another huge way to make money for Thunder Cliff.

"This kind of thing you call Marfa. In the office, Mo Yan looked at the woman in front of him, whose clothes were full of various branches and plants, and said in small medicine bottles: "Is it something you invented alone? ”

For the monster in charge of the entire city to suddenly want to see her, it is impossible for Sabria not to be surprised. After all, she thinks that she has always kept a low profile enough, and she has not made any special mistakes or achievements, so why would she suddenly ask to see her. But when she saw the bottle in the monster's hand, she probably knew the monster's intentions.

"It's something that came up by accident, and I made it out of a moment when I was making a psychedelic potion. Sabria's somewhat obese face with purple lips smirked proudly, "And the explosion caused by the configuration failure at that time filled the entire room with this medicinal powder, and after inhaling, a strong pleasure spread all over my body, I thought...... You already know what it's like, right?"

"So no one knows the recipe for this stuff, and that's good news. Leaning on the chair and crossing his legs, wearing a black suit and sunglasses, the minotaur with a huge body always looked like he had a strong sense of disobedience, Mo Yan nodded and said, "But as for the pleasure you said, I don't know, I won't touch this inexplicable thing until I figure out what it is." How many times have you used this thing so far?"

"I've been using it almost every day since I figured it out. Sabria replied nonchalantly, "There haven't been any side effects yet, after all, the materials used to make this thing are all psychedelic stuff." It only gives people some kind of hallucination, but it does not cause much harm to the human body. ”

"Do you use it every day?" Mo Yan smiled when he heard the words of the female magic potion master, this was the answer he wanted to hear. The potions master should know the surname of the potion he is dispensing, and if she says that there are no side effects, it should be true. But in fact, this powder has already made her addicted, not the physical addiction but the mind.

"Is it possible for you to expand the production of this kind of thing?" Mo Yan thought for a while and looked at the female magic potion master and asked, "I know that most of your potions require your magic power to control production. I want to ask if it is possible to make Marfa without using magic, so that ordinary people can also make Marfa?"

"If I go back and think about it, I can produce a lot of surnames at once, but I shouldn't be able to do it without using magic. Sabria shook her head and said, "This is the special power of our potions, if these potions can be configured without using magic, then what is the difference between us and those ordinary doctors? ”

"That's a problem. Mo Yan touched his chin and thought about it and said, "Forget it, I'm thinking about how to solve it when the time comes." Can you sell me your recipe? I'm very interested in this thing of yours, and it doesn't quite meet my requirements, but it's a good item to sell. ”

The female magician did not refuse the request of the minotaur, and although she was not a smart person, she was definitely not a fool. This is the monster's territory, and if he doesn't obey him, who knows what he'll do. The alchemist, who was unusually arrogant at the beginning, was released after two months of detention by him, and was as loyal as a loyal dog, and no one knew what the monster had done to him.

And just when the minotaur and the female magician were discussing how much money they would spend to buy the formula. In the deep forest of the wilderness of Thunder Cliff, a man dressed in a wide black robe enveloped himself stood on the grass covered with blood stumps. The deep wounds on the surrounding trees, and the stout trees that had been severed by a single blow, showed that there had been a fierce battle here.

Most of the corpses here are monsters, and the patterns on the armor fragments on their bodies indicate that they belong to the regular army of Thunder Cliff. These monsters, which now have no pressure even against the Salt warriors, are effortlessly cut into large pieces of meat like chopping vegetables. The armor made of high-quality steel didn't provide them with any protection.

"What a misfortune, you. Like the sound of insects but the human language came out, the man shrouded in black robe looked at the young man who was leaning against the tree and lost his legs and said, "This is obviously not a grudge between me and you, why do you want to come here to die by yourself?"

"To ...... I have to report to the head......" The young man, whose eyes had gradually darkened, trembled and took out a short stick stained red with blood from his black leather armor. The blood loss had left him unsure if he was dead, and what he was doing now was more like the instinct of rigorous training.

A black sword shadow flashed from the black robe, and no one could see what was happening, and the young man's entire arm flew away from his arm. Some blood flowed out of the neat slit, dull and scarce in color, and the wounds on both legs had made him bleed too much, and there was no blood left to flow in this not too tall body.

"Huh...... Is it dead?" the black robe looked at the young man who had lost his luster with his eyes open, and floated towards the young man's severed arm as if he had no legs. And as he moved, he left countless tiny footprints on the ground, which did not belong to humans but to the crawling of countless insects, which made people frightened and what was the body under the pitch-black robe.

The black-robed man moved his body directly above his arm, covering him entirely under the black robe. The body of the insect gnawing ** came out of the black robe, and a gray arm like a dead corpse stretched out from the black robe. As if by magic, he didn't bend down, and picked up the wooden stick.

"What's this for?" The black-robed man moved back and forth in the battle arena, putting the corpses of monsters under the black robes that seemed to be bottomless pits, and studied the short stick in his hand over and over again, and finally found a rope under the stick that could be pulled.

"Huh...... Why don't you pull it? The black-robed voice was full of madness.

In his SS office, Regel looked at reports of recent movements, which had been working to gather information on Carthage and to establish a network of intelligence in that kingdom. Although only two teams have been dispatched so far, the information obtained is sufficient for analysis, and Regel is working on a summary report.

"The whole country is now more united than ever, and whatever the forces are fighting against Maro's invasion. Regel frowned and looked at the two almost identical reports and said, "Are they really going to break out into a civil war, as the Lord said?"

Bang! Regel's office was violently pushed open, and Matthew, who was already fully armed, shouted excitedly: "Outside the Thunder Cliff, one of our people has sent an emergency distress signal! Didn't you say a while ago that there was a mysterious person who had infiltrated the Federation and was heading towards Thunder Cliff? I guess it was that guy. ”

(To be continued)