"Connor, I just care about you too much. After my grandmother passed away, you're the only one left in this world …" Varga said softly in Connor's arms. His voice was full of sorrow, and he looked pitiful.
Feeling Varga's dependence and trust in him, even Connor Ferguson, who had a heart of stone, couldn't help but feel touched. He stroked Varga's back and said sincerely, "Varga, I'll never leave you."
The two of them cuddled for a while. Just when they were about to do something indescribable, Varga suddenly thought of something. He took out a bottle of red and pink potion from his space ring. It looked very beautiful, and he presented it to Connor as if he was presenting a treasure. He then asked Connor mysteriously, "Guess what this is?"
Connor looked at the bottle of "girlish" potion carefully for a while, but he still couldn't recognize what it was. Since he couldn't recognize it, Connor didn't insist. He then looked at Varga and asked, "What is this?"
"This is called Pendev Flying Potion!" Varga smiled mysteriously at Connor and whispered in Connor's ear.
"This is Flying Potion?" Connor's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked Varga. He automatically ignored the name "Pendev" in front of the potion. He had been in this world for a while, and he knew that the pharmacists and alchemists of this world had a unique habit. They liked to name their products after themselves.
The Flying Potion was a treasure that could allow apprentice Magi to fly, just like flying magic items. Although Connor hadn't seen it before, its famous name was like thunder to his ears. In fact, as an apprentice alchemist who still couldn't fly, Connor had always been looking for the possibility of refining flying magic items in ancient texts. However, what made Connor vexed was that although his search wasn't completely fruitless, there wasn't much progress. Connor had never thought that while he was hitting a wall everywhere, Varga had already refined the Flying Potion.
"That's right. According to the records in ancient texts, after consuming this potion, it can allow apprentice Magi who can't fly to fly for a short period of time. The flying time and speed will be determined by the individual's condition. Connor, you're practicing a high-grade meditation technique, and with your advanced apprentice cultivation, you should be able to fly for about half an hour." Varga nodded and introduced to Connor.
Receiving the bottle of Flying Potion from Varga's hands, Connor once again carefully scrutinized this precious Flying Potion. Then he thought of the "meditation technique" that Varga had mentioned in the introduction. Connor seemed to have realized something, and immediately asked Varga, "Flying time and speed have something to do with the purity of magic power?"
"Yes, from the pharmacological point of view, this potion mainly acts as a bridge. Being able to allow apprentice Magi to fly mainly depends on their own magic power. The higher the magic power purity, the more abundant it is, the faster the flying speed, and the longer the duration!" Varga didn't hold back at all and introduced the principles of the potion to Connor.
After putting down the potion, Connor looked at the smiling Varga and hesitated for a moment before asking her, "Did you get this from the secret society?"
"No!" Varga shook her head and rejected Connor's idea, then continued, "In the days that you weren't around, the secret society's energy seemed to have been focused elsewhere. The few magic potions that I needed weren't provided to me, so I went to Hertafe City. At the black market auction there, I happened to find a Byzantine era potion book. That book recorded a few lost potions, but unfortunately, that book wasn't complete. Only the first half of the book was left, and the second half was missing." At this point, Varga's voice was full of regret. It seemed that she really liked this potion book that she had coincidentally obtained.
Varga didn't hold back at all when talking to Connor. After the introduction, she took out an extremely ancient book from her space ring and handed it to Connor.
After receiving the book from Varga, Connor took a closer look and saw the words "Pandev's Potions" written in Byzantine script on the cover. After reading the cover, Connor flipped to the end of the book. At the very end of the book, there were signs of tearing, but the tearing was done in a very particular way. The tearing happened to be at the end of a chapter, and the remaining half should be a new chapter.
As a history student of Green University, Connor could understand almost all of the Byzantine characters. However, this "Pandev's Potions" was very professional. Connor, who only knew a little about potions, couldn't understand what was written in it at all. Especially the records of flying potions in this book. To Connor, it was like a book from heaven. Connor only flipped through the book and used the auxiliary chip to record the information. After that, he closed the book and looked at the appearance of the book again.
The entire book had a clear Byzantine style. The words were written in Byzantine, and the traces of time on the book matched the appearance of the Byzantine period. Even the paper used to write the book was blue printing paper used during the Byzantine Empire. After looking at the book for a while, Connor's gaze landed on the tearing part at the end of the book. After a few seconds, Connor's mouth curved into a sneer.
Seeing Connor's sneer, Varga was a little confused and asked, "Connor, what are you laughing at? Is there something wrong with the book? "
Hearing Varga's question, Connor stopped sneering and explained to Varga, "I don't understand the content of the book, so I won't comment on it. However, from the book itself, it is indeed something from the Byzantine period. There is no doubt about that. However, this should be a copy and not the original. This kind of wizard book from the Byzantine period should be stored in a crystal ball. In addition …"
Connor paused for a second, then pointed at the last page of the book and said to Varga in a serious tone, "From the tearing marks, it seems like this book was torn a long time ago. However, these marks were made by a very skilled alchemist with a special technique. In fact, this book was only torn half a year to a year ago!"
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