CH 62.4

Exploding Potion (4)

She looked at the experiment and calculated silently in her heart. Some ingredients she knew, as well as the price, while other ingredients she had never heard of, so she could only estimate the price. In the end, she calculated that for one experiment, Master Dawkins would consume five or six gold coins worth of ingredients.

And every time, he would use up fifty copies of the wisteria extract, which meant that he would do five new potion experiments at one time. In this way, he would lose about thirty gold coins of ingredients in one day.

Anna did not dare to underestimate the financial resources of Master Dawkins after calculating this amount. In the past, he did a new potion experiment once a week and spent 30 gold coins at a time, and he had been doing this for almost two years.

She couldn’t help but sigh again. Mages really earned a lot and spent a lot.

As Anna sighed, Dawkins had finished the first experiment of the new potion. After many times of evaporating and condensing the liquid, there was only an ordinary potion in the beaker at this moment.

Dawkins picked up the potion to observe carefully and sighed for a while: “Although it is better than before, it still cannot achieve my goal.”

After speaking, Dawkins looked at Rothgarr expectantly, and asked, “Mage Raymond, I wonder if you have any comments on the procedure just now?”

Rothgarr just watched the first half of the experiment and got distracted due to impatience. He also noticed that Anna seemed to be silently calculating something, and her expression changes from surprise to heartache made him almost laugh out loud.

Hearing Dawkins’ question, he thought about the first half of the procedure he had seen, and said casually: “Exchanging the order of the sage and the tail of the deer and rabbit will reduce the processing time of the gold element by half.”

Dawkins listened to Rothgarr’s advice very seriously, pondering the reason while listening. Although he had not figured it out, he had already started a second experiment, using Rothgarr’s suggestion.

Seeing that Dawkins began to add ingredients and start processing with gold elements, Rothgarr suddenly pulled Anna out of the potion lab.

Anna was deep in concentration when she was suddenly pulled out of the room by him, and did not respond in time. She only registered what happened until she was outside the potion, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Rothgarr put it succinctly: “It will explode.”

Anna: “…???”

Wait, so the so-called advice he just gave to Mage Dawkins was to kill him?!

Anna hurriedly stuck her head into the potion lab, wanting to give a warning, but two hands stretched out from behind her. One of them wrapped around her waist and tugged her back hard, forcing her body close to Raymond’s tough body. The other hand covered her mouth.

Then, Rothgarr whispered in her ear with a slightly malicious voice: “If you distract him, it will explode faster.”

Anna couldn’t break free, she couldn’t speak, and she regretted that she didn’t resolutely shut the demon out of the door. He was too evil, deliberately playing tricks when making suggestions!

But she also knew that the mage needed a very quiet environment when preparing potions. If she suddenly reminded Dawkins, it would affect Dawkins’ concentration, and that might make it easier for the potion in his hand to explode.

Anna patted the back of the demon’s hand covering her mouth, and motioned him to let go with her eyes; she would not distract Dawkins.

Rothgarr raised his eyebrows and let go of the hand covering Anna’s mouth, but the hand on her waist did not move.

As soon as Anna’s mouth was free, she whispered quickly, “What are you doing? If something happens to Mage Dawkins, neither of us can escape!” She didn’t want to run away again!

Rothgarr sneered: “If he dies because he’s not skilled, he deserves it.”

Anna frowned: “What do you mean?”

Rothgarr felt the rise and fall of Anna’s waist on his palm as Anna spoke, and said slowly and patiently, “The advice I gave him is fine, but if he doesn’t do it properly, it will cause an explosion.”

Almost as soon as Rothgarr’s voice fell, Dawkins suddenly said excitedly: “Hey, it worked!”

As soon as the final sound fell, the potion in his hand suddenly boiled, and his face changed greatly. He hurriedly threw the potion together with the bottle into the vat beside the test bench and covered it. This is the western magical version of the explosion-proof barrel with the addition of a spell circuit, which was used by the mages who had enough time to respond. If the explosion happened very fast, there were spell circuits in and out of the medicine room so that the explosion would only be confined to this small room.

There was a loud bang. The vat was deformed, and part of the shock wave ruffled Dawkins’ hair and clothes, but he didn’t show any fear, only laughed wildly. “It worked! Just a little bit, just a little bit, and I would have made it!”

He seemed to suddenly remember the person behind the reason he almost succeeded in making the potion, and looked back at Anna and Rothgarr. As soon as he could see what the two of them looked like at the moment, he pretended to cover his eyes and exaggeratedly exclaimed: “I didn’t see anything!”

Because of the explosion of the potion, Anna was super tense. Only at this moment did she notice that the demon’s hand was still on her waist, keeping her in place and causing her to lean against him.

She suddenly remembered the dance last night.

Was it her delusion? She somehow felt that the demon who did not like to have physical contact with her seemed to, in these past two days, changed a bit…?