Transmigrated with a Demon-Refining Pot: Hehehe, Refine in an instant

After the battle, Victoria was half-crippled again.

In addition to her existing injuries, she was limping as soon as she got out of bed.

Ron then took out a bottle of silver potion and gave it to her.

"This is a healing potion I've treasured, and there's only a little left. Drink it quickly."

Upon hearing this, Victoria hurriedly declined, saying, "No, there's only a little bit of the life-saving medicine left. Let's keep it."

"I have my own healing potions. This injury will heal in a few months if I don't fight."

But Ron forcefully shoved the potion into her hand:

"Listen to me! Nothing is more important to me than you!!"

Victoria was somewhat moved by Ron's words, so she stopped refusing and drank the potion without checking it.

The moment the potion entered her mouth, Victoria looked shocked.

This potion actually has a similar effect to the one the Imperial Ancestor gave her.

You should know that it was the highest-grade magic potion refined by the ancestor, and only about ten doses could be produced every hundred years.

She was only rewarded with one when she broke through to the third level.

He was later used up in a battle when he was seriously injured.

But Ron's version was surprisingly effective, almost as well as the other one.

It must be his life-saving medicine. Thinking of this, Victoria looked at Ron again with tender affection:

"I..."

Ron was unaware of the many scenarios Victoria was imagining, but he would never go against a woman's wishes.

Guns drawn, horses mounted!

They fought several more rounds.

I didn't leave my room until the afternoon.

Let's go out for a nice lunch.

During this time, Margaret was very sensible and did not barge in.

It wasn't until the two of them, dressed in their finest clothes, entered the restaurant that they finally arrived.

The little girl gave Victoria a mischievous grin:

"How about it, sister? Pretty insightful, huh?!"

Victoria's carefully maintained facade crumbled completely.

She always presented a dignified and composed image in front of Margaret.

It's completely shattered now.

She couldn't help but playfully pinch Ron's waist.

Ron feigned pain, wondering how these women had somehow mastered these tricks without any instruction.

He quickly sent the little girl away: "Finish eating and get out of here. Victoria and I are still hungry. Don't disturb our meal!"

The little girl turned to Ron and made a face: "Hmph! If you're mean to me again, I'll team up with Sister Victoria to prevent you from sleeping with me."

"Don't you think so, sister!" The little girl looked at Victoria with great confidence.

But her reaction was somewhat hesitant.

For Victoria, she has only just tasted meat, so asking her to give it up is really a bit much.

The little girl was momentarily stunned when she saw Victoria looking like this:

"This isn't right, where's her sister Victoria?"

"She looks like a completely different person!"

"You've been stabbed senseless, haven't you?!"

Ron laughed and pulled Victoria into his arms:

"Trying to rebel again? You're forbidden to touch the ground tonight!!"

The little girl walked away dejectedly, wanting to reflect on where things went wrong.

Victoria could only offer her apologies.

After Margaret left, she felt a little embarrassed:

"Was I too much?"

"No, no, she likes it that way, I'm just rewarding her."

Ron said that Margaret's acting skills could only fool Victoria, who had a soft spot for her.

The two then dined normally, and Victoria regained her usual poise and gentleness.

She sat down next to Ron, picked up her teacup, and took a sip, her movements composed and graceful.

His every move exuded the composure and aloofness of an imperial mage.

Ron liked her style; it gave him a kind of urge to defile her.

Victoria asked sweetly, "I might be staying here a while longer, you won't kick me out, will you?"

"Of course you're welcome. You can stay as long as you like."

From now on, you will be the mistress of the palace.

Victoria was very satisfied with Ron's answer; after all, she was a third-tier mage of the Magic Empire.

We still need to go back.

The empire would not allow their genius mage to marry outside the country, and both of them deliberately avoided the issue.

Then Victoria's expression turned serious, and she said to Ron:

"There were still some flaws in what you did in the mechanical world, but I've finished cleaning up the mess for you!"

Ron was enjoying his flaming steak when Victoria's words caught him completely off guard.

Trying his best to maintain a shocked expression, he casually probed:

"What's wrong? I don't know what to do either!!"

Victoria stared intently at Ron, as if she could see right through him, when she saw his behavior.

Then he spoke softly:

"Although you kept the rumors under wraps, those who have been keeping an eye on you will still notice something amiss."

"If we follow these anomalies, we will find more and more suspicious points."

"Sometimes these powerful forces don't need evidence to do their things; suspicion is enough."

Victoria calmly put down her knife and fork and wiped her lips with a napkin.

Then he looked at Ron with a smug expression.

Upon hearing this, Ron was startled: "We were exposed after all!!"

His work was a bit rough at the time; he was in a hurry to get back, and those hastily recruited Autobots weren't as effective as the group of spies.

However, there is good news: it seems that the red agate has not yet been exposed.

Ron quickly got up and went behind Victoria, then began to massage her shoulders with a fawning expression.

"My dear wife! My love!"

"Stop hiding it, just tell me what else you have to say."

Victoria enjoyed the little man's flattery and decided not to torment him anymore:

"Don't worry, there aren't many people watching you. After I make my move, I'll take care of all the problems you left behind."

They also used a lot of inducements.

Even if several major powers sent a few demigods to investigate, they would never suspect you.

Hearing this, Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, winning over Victoria was definitely his luckiest move this time.

Ron decided to fully integrate her into his family.

Then he confided in Victoria about something else, hoping she would continue to help him:

"Um, um, my dearest wife, there's something else I haven't told you yet."

"Hmm?" Victoria was a little puzzled.

She left the mechanical world three months earlier than Ron, so how much could he have accomplished?

Then she heard Ron say:

"I found a great treasure in the mechanical world."

Then he took out a medium-sized piece of red agate from the small garden.

"This is it!!!"

"I may not be very knowledgeable, but this should be considered one of those near-world treasures you mentioned."

Victoria was indeed momentarily stunned.

Could it be that her man is truly blessed by knightly glory?