Through the back-and-forth of a few tits conveying information, I heard their gibberish immediately and spat in unison.
With a wizard's powerful memory, how indifferent must one be to even forget two names? And shamelessly claim to want to absorb both of us into their school? Even servants wouldn't receive such treatment!
Beneath a tall cedar.
Blazing...
Smokeless charcoal was ignited, and the clear water in the cauldron was already boiling, emitting white steam.
Seeing the heat was just right, the two stuffed fabric into their nostrils and each took out a large bottle of gray-white potion, like thick fog, from their bosom.
"You want the [Dream Corridor Potion]? Let you taste its flavor in advance!"
