The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

As a staunch advocate of surrender, Lucia smiled upon seeing the man.

O'Ville didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly as a greeting, and she didn't know what else to say.

Fria glanced at the man with a cold expression, then looked away.

Good morning, little dragons.

Ron walked to the back of the pavilion and greeted them with a smile.

"Good morning," O'Ville replied softly.

"Lord Ron, when are we having breakfast? I'm starving."

Lucia felt strange. She wasn't very hungry before, but after seeing this human, she suddenly felt hungry.

Normally, she would be very hungry when she woke up in the morning.

But there were delicious shrimp at the bottom of the pool... Lucia went in and played for a while, and then ate all the shrimp...

Chapter 32 The Unpredictable Witch, Her Secret Elixir Making is Outrageous!

In the sunlight, Lucia's skin and scales reflected the light.

Seeing the greedy little dragon, Ron beckoned to it;

"Come on, let's eat now."

It took me quite a while to make seven potions, now is the perfect time to go have breakfast.

"Yay~ We get to eat delicious grilled meat again~"

Lucia excitedly followed, acting as if they were old friends who had known each other for years, walking side by side with Ron.

Ovira and Philia behind them exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.

They couldn't do anything about it; Lucia was so naive, never thinking about anything else, her mind was always on eating.

As Ron passed Lilith's room, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Lilith, it's time for breakfast."

He guessed the witch was still sleeping in, but it didn't matter. Lilith's task was to perform divination at the right time and eliminate a wrong answer.

As for witchcraft, curses, and concocting elixirs, Ron never counted on her.

"coming."

Footsteps approached from inside the room, stopping at the doorway, which then clicked open.

Lilith was dressed in a deep red robe and a black top hat, and was holding a bottle of an unknown potion that was bubbling with green.

Overall, she looks like a witch researching dark magic in a dark basement...

"Lilith, what's going on?"

Ron looked at the thing in her hand with curiosity.

"This is the water of life I researched; it can heal any injury, no matter how severe."

Lilith confidently shook the potion in her hand.

"Are you sure this will heal your wounds, or that you'll die instantly?"

Ron was highly skeptical of anything that looked like poison.

"Although I haven't tested it yet, I firmly believe that it can definitely heal wounds."

Lilith's eyes were full of confidence.

She seems to have always been like this, with an inexplicable confidence in her divination skills.

Ron's lips twitched; he dared not use the witch's secret potion.

"Okay, let's go have breakfast first."

She can do the research if she wants, as long as she doesn't cause any trouble.

Lilith saw the perfunctory look in Ron's eyes and prepared to take the secret medicine in front of him.

She pulled a dagger from her robe, made a light cut in her palm, and blood immediately gushed out.

The little dragons standing nearby were stunned. Although they couldn't understand what they were saying, they were deeply shocked.

"Lilith, what's wrong...?"

Ron didn't know what she was planning to do at first, but when he saw her eager expression, he immediately understood.

She wanted to test the drug on herself, but the end result might be testing the poison on herself...

"I'm ready to let you see the results of my research for yourself."

Just as Ron had predicted, Lilith raised her head and poured the strange potion, which was bubbling with green bubbles, into her mouth.

"Cough cough cough, ugh~"

The pungent smell, combined with the bitter and fishy odor, made Lilith gag.

Her eyes were red, but she still waved her hand, pretending to be relaxed;

"It's okay, it's just a small problem."

"Hey, hey, hey, this is no small matter."

Lilith's face gradually turned purple, and the blood vessels buried under her skin began to turn black. Ron panicked.

This guy was a real talent; his death is a huge loss.

"It's nothing, just a few side effects."

Lilith tremblingly extended her palm and smiled as she spoke:

"I told you, taking it will help the wound heal."

As I opened my palm, the area that had been scratched was now completely healed.

No?

Okay, okay, it has indeed recovered.

"But you've been poisoned..."

Ron's lips twitched. He hadn't expected that this witch not only had unique divination skills, but also created such amazing secret medicines.

Lilith waved her hand and took out a bottle of purple-green potion from her robe;

"This bottle contains an antidote that can neutralize all poisons. You'll be fine after taking it."

After saying that, she drank the medicine in the bottle in one gulp.

In just a moment, the purple hue on her skin and the dark color in her veins gradually faded.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

Thinking about this guy, I still managed to make a decent potion.

beep-

Just then, Lilith's body suddenly underwent a strange change, and purplish-black spores began to grow on the top of her head.

These spores continue to grow larger, eventually transforming into purplish-black mushrooms.

"Lilith... what's going on?"

Ron immediately realized that this must be caused by taking that stuff.

"It's nothing, just a minor side effect of taking the antidote."

Lilith spoke calmly;

"The few mushrooms that have grown are absorbing and breaking down the toxins in my body, and they will fall off automatically tomorrow."

What would happen if we picked them prematurely?

Ron asked out of curiosity.

"The toxin will reverse and quickly attack the heart."

Lilith seemed to have done some experiments in this area, and spoke with a serious expression;

"But it's okay, I still have detoxifying medicine to slow down the poisoning."

"How long will the delay last?"

Lilith proudly raised her chin and held up three fingers.

"Three hours, that's alright."

Ron thought that if they could delay for three hours, that would be enough time to find a normal antidote.

"No, it's not that long."

Lilith shook her head.

"Thirty minutes is not bad."

"Three seconds."