Emile took a deep breath and said, "Father, there are some things I can’t tell you. Don’t worry, I wasn’t forced. But I truly can’t say more."
She then placed a wooden box on the table, opened it, and revealed 99 high-grade mana recovery potions.
"We want to sell these. Will the Adventurer Guild buy them?"
Ember leaned forward, picked up a vial, uncorked it, and gulped it down.
His eyes lit up instantly. "Emile… did you meet the god of wealth? This potion is incredible, no side effects. I could consume two more in a row and the effect would only increase!"
Then his expression turned serious. "But potions like this are nearly impossible to find. Emile… how did you do it?"
Emile was stunned. Her breathing quickened. She knew the implications, most mana potions contained toxins that pre
