"Are you ready?"
"Of course."
The young Earl smiled slightly at Marquis Barton's inquiry, seemingly a bit eager: "I've long been ready for everything."
"However, Marquis, there's one more thing I need your help preparing."
"What is it?" Marquis Barton said, "Tell me, others will handle it."
"It's like this, Marquis. I need a large batch of raw materials for 'Clarity Potion' and a large batch of raw materials for 'Fear Potion.'
The youngest alchemy genius in The Empire, even an alchemy master, mentioned a request that left Marquis Barton feeling a bit confused: "The quality must be good, no impurities."
"Rest assured, there will be no problem, I have big plans."
Marquis Barton seriously studied Ian.
Understanding his intentions, he gazed earnestly at the young man's face, questioning: "Is it necessary?"
"Just the appearance isn't enough."
The Prophet said candidly, "And since it's a lie, why not make it a bit exaggerated."
