"What? It's sprouting, I'll see!" said Killian, squeezing away Sean in front of the test bench with a look of amazement. In the process of their dispute, they did not stop the supply of magic elements, which is why there was such an unexpected gain.

Killian saw a small yellow bud emerge from the soil, a small tip that seemed to be able to be blown off with a single breath.

"The stalker has sprouted, the hardest part has passed, are you still going to quit?" Alfie asked with a smile.

"Don't you need our help anymore?" Sean struck a spirit, he was just joking with Alfie, and it would be more than worth the loss if the relationship was stiffened because of this.

"What do you say?" After regaining the initiative, Alfie, who became serious, was definitely a master of psychological warfare. In fact, he also pinched a cold sweat in his heart, just now when he was negotiating with the others, Alfie sensed that the seeds of the Whisker Grass had almost completely absorbed the essence of water, so he quietly called the power of the wind element on the Siruf Orb to cut a small hole in the seed of the Whisker Grass, and did a small favor, which allowed the Whisker Grass to germinate in time.

"Elfie, after careful consideration, I have decided to continue to complete this test with you, and the harvest of a lifetime of benefits is actually very tempting to me!" Killian replied immediately and wittily. He deserves to have been in the upper circle of the imperial capital for so many years, although he is young, he is also an old fritter, and he quickly made the right choice.

Alfie gave a "count you know" look, and turned his head to Tyrol and Sean, "What about the two of you?"

"I—of course I chose to continue. This is the best chance for me to increase my magical potential!After losing this opportunity, I don't know when I will be able to gather the materials and find another potion master like you to make magical potential potions!" Sean replied with a red face, and slapped Alfie's not-so-clever sycophants.

"Since they don't object, of course I won't object, I haven't experienced enough of the pleasure of being able to manipulate magic!" Tyrol was afraid that Alfie would be embarrassed by this "unnecessary" test, so he proposed to abandon this test, so when Alfie announced that he would continue, he had already made up his mind to complete this test.

"Good!" Alfie nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that none of the three partners were short-sighted guys, "Then you must keep your previous movements, and don't stop." ”

As soon as Alfie spoke, Killian's face changed slightly, and sure enough, if they wanted to let the bearded grass continue to grow, they were indispensable for their help, and they were really deceived by Alfie again.

"Alfie, although we have reached a consensus on the issue of continuing the test, it seems that your stomach problem, we have not solved it yet. Of course, Kirian was not angry that Alfie had been tricked like this, so he reminded him "kindly".

Almost at the same time, Alfie's stomach let out a violent intestinal sound, and his newly established strong image collapsed.

"I can hold on!" Alfie gritted her teeth, and now it seemed that there was no other good way.

"Why bother~" Killian smiled slyly, took out a bottle of high-quality barley wine and shook it at Alfie, "Although I didn't bring any food, I did have a lot of fine wine, how much can it relieve your hunger?"

"Wine?" Alfie hesitated, although his alcohol consumption was not bad, but for some reason he always had a premonition that he might get drunk, in case he was drunk, it would be a trivial matter to lose his help and fail to cultivate the Grass, if Tyrol's magic was out of control, it would be dead.

"Well, I've got barley wine here, it's one of the wines I carry with me, it's often used as a substitute for the staple food, it's 100 percent barley, and it's not very strong, you can try it. Killian put the wine on the test bench and smiled at Alfie with a pretended generosity, there was no cheesy talk about money or anything, he was eager to take the opportunity to repair the unpleasantness between him and Alfie. Killian had already calculated that Alfie's future was immeasurable, and there was absolutely no harm in building a relationship while he was still young.

Sean swallowed unconsciously after seeing this bottle of barley wine, he recognized at a glance that this was a bottle of barley wine in the high-end goods, just like Killian said, this pure barley wine, does have the effect of satisfying hunger, is regarded by many drunkards as the best item to replace food. The barley wine was so low that Sean thought to himself that drinking three or five bottles would definitely have no effect on it like drinking water.

"Not high?" Alfie asked suspiciously, as long as the name "wine" was in his concept, it was an existence that should never be touched by him, and he would get drunk if he touched it.

"You can ask both of them, I promise. Killian said.

"It's true that barley wine is not high, and I used to drink it. Sean nodded very seriously.

"I forgot I ever drank it. Tylor scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Tylor, you can have a drink. "Killian can say that, it's like the sun is coming out of the west.

"Try?" Tyrol hesitated for a moment, wondering why Killian had become so generous.

"Try it. Alfie encouraged, saying that he was too hungry to die, and that he trusted Tyrol more than he could.

Seeing that Alfie did not object, Tyrol simply picked up the bottle and took a sip, and he was immediately fascinated by the taste of barley wine. Compared to the sweet barley wine, the taste of the stamina potion was simply hard to swallow, and the most important thing was that he didn't feel like he was drinking at all, but more like he was talking to a drink.

Tyrol took a sip and tasted it, and couldn't help but take several more sips, and in a blink of an eye, the bottle of barley wine was already a third of the stomach. What Killian brought out was a high-end product, and ordinary people could not resist the temptation of such fine wine.

"Hey, you're going to say something, don't drink it all in a blink of an eye!" Cyrian shouted with a heartache on his face. He didn't have a lot of stock on him, and if he drank like Tylor, he wouldn't have enough to stuff his teeth.

"Elfi, to be honest, it's not alcohol at all, it's a drink that tastes a little bit of alcohol at most!" Tyrol patted his chest and promised, "As long as you don't can't drink alcohol at all, this wine will definitely not affect you in any way." ”

"Are you sure?" Alfie wasn't incapable of drinking, thinking that he and Krees had a good time drinking when they were in the Ghost Banquet Hall, but he was just afraid that drinking would affect his magical control. Seeing that the three of them said that there was no problem with the barley wine, Alfie also relieved himself, mainly because he was too hungry, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would faint from hunger in a short time.