More than a dozen processes, more than six hours of boiling, and four transparent medicine bottles were placed on the table. The potion was a transparent black color, and you could see the liquid churning in the bottle, as if someone was stirring it all the time.

“…… Done, call it a day! Fang Qiuling stretched his waist widely, completely ignoring his image, "I made it according to the amount of six bottles, but two bottles failed......

On the other side of the table were two black flasks of the same color. However, compared to the successful four, these two bottles of potion looked more viscous and cloudier.

Mildis, who was an assistant the whole time, picked up one of the failed pieces, put his nose to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed it a few times, and then his nose itched, and he sneezed loudly.

When I sneezed, my hand was a little unsteady, and the medicine in the bottle naturally dispersed.

The black liquid spilled on the ground, accompanied by a slight sound and a pungent earthy smell, and a puff of white smoke immediately rose on the ground. By the time the white smoke cleared, the place where the liquid had just been spilled was already a large area black, and there were obvious signs of corrosion.

"Wow! Big man, this thing is poisonous! ”

"Midi, don't move. Haven't you ever heard of the phrase 'medicine is three parts poison'? And what you are holding is still a failed product, it must be toxic, and the toxicity is not light. ”

The casual conversation between the alchemist and his assistant undoubtedly sounded like a muffled thunder in the ears of the people around them, and even the gaze that looked at the other four bottles became unnatural.

"Big man, can you teach Mildis? Mildis also wanted to learn alchemy. ”

"It's okay for me to teach you, but ...... Can you promise to follow the recipe and not throw any mess into it? ”

Mildis was extremely unqualified as an assistant, and from time to time he would "have a flash of inspiration". His flash of inspiration was to throw all kinds of things into the potion he was refining, and the result was to turn the originally qualified potion into poison!

"Hmm...... Mildis try to be there! ”

"Try not to teach, try not to teach you."

"Why, big man?"

"I'm worried that I'll be poisoned by you one day!"

"Big man! It's not right for you to do that! There is no spirit of exploration! ”

"Go to your spirit of exploration! Alchemy is all about rigor! When you cast spells, you can test your talent to make up for it, alchemy doesn't have such a thing! ”

The conversation between the two became more and more frightening, and even the faces of Lady Mogree and Pastor Eddard, who were very confident in each other, were quite exciting.

Fang Qiuling is really unqualified as a therapist, completely ignoring the feelings of patients and their families. This made Butler Garras watch the churning black potion and keep drumming in his heart - retreat.

“…… Mr. Norn, this potion ...... Is this potion really okay? ”

The process of refining the medicine is indeed all in the eyes, but it is precisely because of seeing it in the eyes that all kinds of worries and worries are made.

"Well, no problem, it should be fine......"

Fang Qiuling didn't know who developed the "antidote" for the treatment of gray plaque, nor did he know the specific name of this magic potion. However, it is certain that the "antidote" is a special magic potion and is poisonous. The treatment of gray patches must be fought with poison.

The old butler cautiously picked up a bottle of potion, and then leaned in to look at it carefully.

The black transparent liquid was churning in the transparent bottle, and it was as if a distorted face that was constantly wailing could be seen sealed in the bottle.

“…… How does it work? ”

"Oh, I forgot to explain. This medicine is half taken internally and half externally. Fill half a bottle first, wait for the body to turn black, and then use the remaining half bottle to apply externally, all on the chest and back. Then I start throwing up, and when the contents of my stomach are almost gone, I'll be fine. ”

Fang Qiuling thought for a moment and added a few more words.

"They don't look very healthy, and they're a little thin, so reduce the dose a little bit when taking the medication. The potion itself is poisonous, and if the dose exceeds their own upper limit, then they may be poisoned by the drug first. ”

Not to mention that it was okay, as soon as he said it, the butler Garras immediately put down the potion, and his face was displeased. Before he could speak, Fang Qiuling took the first step to speak.

"Mr. Garras, you don't think that the treatment of gray patches is risk-free, do you? It's something that necromancers have researched, and they call it a 'dark art', and it belongs to the realm of plagues. How can it be so easy to cure! ”

Fang Qiuling also took a bottle of potion and brought it to his eyes to take a closer look.

“…… This time the potion was quite successful, and I still have confidence in my craft. It is certainly impossible to cure the disease with medicine. The wear and tear of their bodies is great and it takes a long time to recover. At the same time, it is certain that they will all have some root cause left on their body, and I don't know what the root cause is...... However, it is foreseeable that they will most likely become invalids in the future, and may even spend the rest of their lives in bed. ”

The two figures on the bed were skinny, and the slender arms that were exposed were really skinny and bone-covered. Of course, there is a gray spot factor, but the extreme loss of vitality caused by continuous brushing therapy is also an important reason for the current situation - there is no one!

Butler Garras's displeasure was even more obvious. The brows were tightly wrinkled together, forming a very obvious "Chuan" character.

The old butler was silent for a long time, but in the end he still did not make a decision. When it comes to his two little masters, he has to be cautious, cautious, and cautious.

“…… Let me think about it. ”

Fang Qiuling shrugged his shoulders and began to clean the alchemy equipment. Mirdis shrieked and demanded alchemy. The two soon began bickering again.

In the midst of the noise, Butler Garras walked slowly, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn. He seemed to be thinking, and his gaze became unfocused.

The powerhouses at the pinnacle of silver have already waited for their initial contact with the law. The coercion that was inadvertently revealed made the people around him shudder—except for Fang Qiuling and Mildis!

Inadvertently, the resolute figure of the "Armor Spirit" Lady Mogre fell into the eyes of the old butler. The old butler stopped, as if he had thought of something. He immediately walked briskly over to Lady Moghley.

“…… Ms. Moghre. ”

The thick armor moved, and Lady Mogre touched her chest with her right hand, bowing her head to the old butler, "Mr. Garras, what can I do for you?" ”

A long, rolled up piece of parchment appeared in the old butler's hand. The old butler glanced at the parchment, then handed it to Madame Mowgre.

"Mr. Garras, what is this?"

"I know Mr. Bauer very well. He found me and gave me this before he set off to come here. "Before I knew it, there was a little more anticipation in the old butler's voice," he told me...... If you are hesitant, let the paladin open it. Paladins will make the most appropriate decisions. Ma'am, you're the only one here who is a paladin, can you see what's written in it? ”

"Yes, Mr. Garras."

Ms. Moghley took the parchment with both hands and spread it out carefully.

The parchment is not very large and appears to be slightly longer than the A4 paper when spread out. Ms. Moghley spread out the parchment so that the old butler could also see the contents of the parchment.

Steward Garras glanced at the parchment, and the empty parchment made him whisper in surprise.

"Empty?"

"......No," said Ms. Mogre, who unbuckled the helmet and slowly took it off, "...... It is the oracle of our lord. ”

Ms. Mogre, who took off her helmet, had short hair. Compared to Lily's feminine heroism, she looks unremarkable, and it wouldn't be surprising if she hadn't known her gender in advance, and she would have mistaken her for a man.

"My Lord Shows ......"

A blue-blue glow burst out of the parchment, spreading out in a circle of light.

The surrounding pastors were stunned for a moment, and then immediately put their right hand on their chests and knelt down on one knee.

Ms. Moghray's cold voice echoed in the turquoise aperture, poetic beauty and ornate rhetoric echoing the ebb and flow of the aperture, like a most gorgeous hymn.

This is not the common language of the Calthusian language, nor is it the common language of several surrounding countries, but the "holy word". The language that resonates with the divine forces and acts directly on the mind.

Fang Qiuling cleaned the utensils in his hand while staring at the gradually spreading aperture with a curious gaze.

The cyan blue aperture carried obvious fluctuations in divine power, and it didn't take much effort for Fang Qiuling to identify the lightness and dexterity unique to the Wind God Notos, which belonged to the power of the wind.

- What instructions does Notos have to give to the priests who serve him?

Fang Qiuling silently guessed in his heart. As soon as he lowered his head coldly, the little dwarf's actions at this moment immediately startled him.

Mildis held a small cloud of turquoise light in his hand, studying with great interest the fluctuations of divine power emanating from the radiance. As for where this blue-blue glow came from...... Does this need to be asked?

The clergy's unfriendliness towards other casters is on the surface. If you had to decide which spellcaster's class was the least popular among the clergy, the Wizard was the number one caster.

Why are witchers the least popular with the clergy? The main reason is that wizards are habitually "reckless". Wizards are accustomed to reducing all supernatural phenomena to spells, and the divine spells bestowed by the gods were once called "light spells" in the eyes of wizards. This annoyed the clergy.

Mildis's current behavior...... It can be summed up in two simple words, find death!

- Your brain is pumping! What a heart to study divine power in the temple!

Fang Qiuling hurriedly pulled Millsdy. The little dwarf didn't expect that someone would touch him at this moment, and the light in his hand immediately flew out of his hand and disappeared without a trace.

The new toy in his hand suddenly disappeared, which made Mildis jump to his feet. Fang Qiuling decisively took out a handful of snacks from the storage bag and sealed his mouth.