Late at night, Devonsell City, 186 Golden Oak Avenue, underground warehouse.

After properly handling and sending away the victim silver dragon Salena, and accompanying Tanya to complete the academy's mage apprentice test codex today, Davy and his son, who finally had a spare time, took advantage of the night to fall asleep with their neighbors, and after a brief soundproofing and noise prevention treatment of the underground warehouse, they couldn't wait to start the creation of their alchemy business.

After all, Artilisia had only successfully configured the [Sobering Elixir] through a few centennial incense seeds before, verifying the feasibility of this alternative.

But whether it can be successful is one thing, and whether it can find the most cost-effective ratio for mass production is another.

Daddy's side still needs to do some experiments to verify his own recipe, while Davy's side has begun to process those bulk materials under the personal guidance of Artilisia, who is a master alchemist.

After more than a year, there are some hands-on, and in front of Artilisia, the potion research and development dragon, the requirements are naturally higher, even if David, who relied on his power to combine the 'Shenwei Writing Wheel Eye' in the early stage, will make mistakes more than once because of the coordination of the body and the brain, which is enough to be a thunderous waste between ordinary alchemists and apprentices, but no one in this father and son will seriously entangle these.

Anyway, there are a lot of materials purchased this time, so you can make whatever you want.

What's more, Artilicia was a little embarrassed and envious to find that after every mistake Davy made was corrected by him, he would never make the same mistake again.

Every process and detail is progressing towards perfection at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Only Artilisia, who had experienced the ups and downs of his apprenticeship, would know how terrifying the talent of his son was at the moment.

If the teacher in charge of teaching in Longdao back then saw David's performance, he would be angry and expel him, who was once an 'outstanding disciple', from the teacher, and take another sip:

How can there be such a dull thing in the world, or my disciple David Yutus can be seen, and the rest are incorrigible fools.

The dragon's arrogance is so real and hilarious:

Once they get better, they immediately abandon the old ones, except for the spouses of the treasure and the silver dragon, of course.

I saw that the night was getting darker at the vents, and the time was close to midnight.

After the most exciting day in the dragon's life, Artilisia, who had continuously calculated the coordinates of two sets of spatial runes and recombined and sorted out the alchemy formula, was finally a little tired, and immediately put down the last process at hand and said to David:

"The process test and theoretical verification have basically been calculated, so let's find a suitable opportunity to conduct the final practical verification one day, or we will come here today."

Of course, David understood what his father meant, whether it was the [Sobering Elixir] or the [Anger Mixture], it must not be made at home.

Because when the last step is coupled, the magic reaction of the centennial flower will not only produce a rich and even pungent floral fragrance, even if the dragon inhales too much, it is easy to directly fall into a deep sleep, and it is also easy to have some unknown effects on the cranial nerves.

In addition to this, it will also produce extremely noticeable mana fluctuations, enough to attract the attention of some magic-sensitive spellcasters.

In particular, the waste liquid of the secondary product of the anger mixture, once not disposed of, may even cause the hundred-year-old oak tree that is integrated with this house to wither directly.

Something bizarre like this happening in the capital of the High Elves is enough to create a sensation and attract investigation.

As a magical world, these two points are actually not a problem, whether it is the underground private dragon laboratory of the original church of Daddy or the alchemy workshop of the Silver Grand Duke, there are relevant safe handling processes.

But the basement of the house didn't have that kind of conditions, and they had to find another location.

As soon as he thought of this, David felt a little pity, and couldn't help but look at his father and said with a point:

"If only the silver dragon could stay a little longer in Devinsell."

That way, they wouldn't have to go to such trouble, and no one would find out if they built anything in the underground laboratory of the Mage Tower.

As long as your own dad makes a little use of his charm and leaves the other party in Devensel for a date, it will not be easy.

Artilisia couldn't help but feel weak for a while, and he was still a little angry when he didn't understand what this kid was thinking:

"Your father and I are a silver dragon, how can we deceive people's feelings so casually."

After so many messy things, especially after smashing Tyr's shrine, he couldn't say that righteous and kind adjective anymore, at least in front of his son, who knew everything about him.

David was shocked when he heard this:

"It's not! You actually saw it? ”

"See what?" Artilisia also wanted to pretend to be confused.

David almost rolled his eyes, and simply broke the way:

"I can see that Miss Silver Dragon named Salena is interesting to you, Daddy! As long as the charismatic daddy hooks his tail and the tip of his tail, maybe in three years Tanya and I will have a few more siblings. ”

"Bah, bah, bah! You're a kid with something in your head all day! Is your dad such a casual dragon? ”

The silver dragon father was immediately annoyed and angry, and instinctively wanted to beat this dragon child who dared to squeeze him, but when he thought that he might not be the opponent of the other party, he immediately put down the broom wrapped around the tip of his tail.

Not to mention that he and Pavra are now so complicated that they both have a tangled relationship with two children.

Now he just wants to make money.

At least until he paid off his parents' previous debts, and before he cleared up his relationship with Pavla, he didn't have any thoughts about the opposite sex for the time being.

"Whatever you want, anyway, when I reach adolescence, I won't be as entangled as you." David spread his paws.

In the face of a dad who only knows how to escape when he encounters trouble, what else can he say?

It's impossible to pretend to be a dad to pick up girls for each other, right?

Hiss! It's not impossible!

It's just that when you think about it, it's too much of a ghost animal, and it's extremely easy to be exposed, and it's easy for dad to fight with him.

Oh, he didn't necessarily mess with himself, but when he was pressed to the ground, he would probably be the same dead as if he was going to die.

"Hey! At a young age, he looks like a slag dragon. ”

Thinking that David was only a child, and there were several outstanding people of the opposite sex around him, Artilisia immediately had a headache and said with disdain:

"I warn you, don't take a girl to your house when you reach your youth, don't forget that you have a sister, I don't expect you to be a good example, but don't take Tanya badly either."

Growing up on the monogamous Dragon Island, he strongly condemned David's dangerous and shameless thinking.

Especially when I think that the other party is a red dragon after all, it is not good to forcibly use the moral code of a metal dragon to ask for my son.

David said disdainfully while packing up his things:

"Cut, don't talk about youth, when I enter my teenage years, I will buy a house and move out to live, and live with you, a bad old man with a pure heart and few desires, and sooner or later I will become a believer in the God of Suffering."

"You!" Hearing this sarcastic remark, Artilisia almost choked to death without a mouthful of water.

Just when Artilicia calmed down her mood and was struggling with whether to take this opportunity to make a 'correct' love value with her son.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door to the first floor.

(End of chapter)