After he briefly recounted how he left himself in the cell and how the real witch left, the two jailers were dumbfounded!

The smiling jailer glared at the fat man: "Such irresponsible nonsense, you think we will believe it." ”

The fat man was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and he stared at the poison that seemed to be fed to him in the hands of the two of them, and shook his head violently: "I don't want to die if I don't eat it!" I'm not a witch! ”

The two of them asked vigilantly: "How do we know if you are a witch's trick now?" ”

The fat man wept bitterly and talked about several places where he hid money: "If you don't believe it, go and see, as long as you can find the gold coins I hid there, it will prove that what I said is true, I am really not the witch." ”

The two looked at each other for a moment, and both felt that this matter was very important.

After discussing it for a while, the two decided to go and see where the fat man said that the gold coins were hidden, and if it could be confirmed that he was indeed not the witch herself, then report the matter, and let the adults decide what to do next.

The two decided that one would stay, and the other would go to the place the fat man said to check.

The fat man waited anxiously for the news, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally saw the man in charge of confirming his identity walk in through the door.

He looked at his companion with a somewhat complicated expression: "The adults of the Royal Alchemist Guild said that they would take care of this matter. ”

When he went to dig for gold coins according to the words of the fat tyrant, he happened to meet those adults who also appeared in the Royal Alchemist Guild in the suburbs for some unknown reason.

As soon as they saw what they were doing, they thought they were suspicious people, and he had no choice but to tell the whole thing the ins and outs.

The people of the association immediately clapped their hands and said that they would take over the matter!

This is the best time to take down Horcent!

It's been days since Horst last visited the witch.

The finished product of the elixir had already been made, and he was always hesitant to take it.

Every day, he would observe the appearance of those experiments and make sure countless times that they were really alive and well.

There is no drug regurgitation, no body ulcers.

Every time he looked at the elixir bottle in his hand, he couldn't wait to drink the contents in one gulp!

He waited and waited, but he never waited for the news that the instrument was repaired.

The instrument was not ready, but he heard a news from the outside world that made him angry, that Mr. Jiu had actually made a healing potion!

Moreover, his potion is actually only sold for 10 gold coins!

He deliberately slapped him in the face!

First Mithril, then the potion!

If he continues to give him another chance, will he even have to get the elixir?

Oh yes, that kid doesn't have an ordinary relationship with the witch, if the witch hadn't died, he wouldn't have been able to figure it out!

Hehe, it's a pity that he won't have a chance in the future!

Now that the alchemy factory was holding a celebration feast, Horson drank the elixir in front of everyone, and everyone exclaimed.

"Master! This drug has not been tested for safety! ”

Horson looked at him indifferently: "Do I have to continue to wait for you waste to repair the equipment?" ”

Does that seem right?

Hasn't the former master been back to the kind master he used to be?

"Hey, why am I so dizzy all of a sudden?"

"I ...... too"

Hostant smashed the cup in his hand: "You guys, just take the secret of the elixir and shut up forever." ”