Good Night!

"As long as you don't go through the portal, you'll generally be fine," Vesemir reassured her.

"Phew~"

Ailin let out a long breath.

Conjunction of the Spheres is now usable!

Even if the effects of a Drowner Heart Essence Fluid have diminished, it can still increase Ailin's attributes by at least five points.

Most importantly, it also has a bit of a water affinity.

If the Conjunction of the Spheres cannot be used, for every day the cooldown is delayed, even if the total cooldown is thirty days, Ailin will lose one-sixth of his attribute points.

Most of them are mysterious attributes that are the hardest to obtain.

That would be very upsetting.

"Don't worry, I won't use the portal in front of you anytime soon," the Sorceress said.

"Lady Vesemir, I didn't..." Ailin hurriedly explained, but was interrupted by the Sorceress raising her hand.

"I know, tell me about your encounter with that ritual site!"

Soothed by the Sorceress's gentle gaze, Ailin knew she wasn't bothered, and her mood immediately calmed down.

After carefully sorting through his memories, Ailin first took out the "Foglet Arm Bone" from his backpack and placed it on the alchemy table.

He then recounted the Swamp Hag's spell to turn the water ghosts into mist, the hunting of Ghoul near the Jingguan, and the Conjunction of the Spheres of the Circle of Elements.

certainly.

The Wolf Emblem and the premise of the Witcher's Handbook absorbing energy are omitted.

Even though the Sorceress had said she couldn't read his mind.

Even when recounting all this, Ailin would deliberately clear her mind and not think about anything related to the Witcher's Handbook.

This is Ailin's biggest secret, and she can't share it with anyone.

"Conjunction of the Spheres... Swamp Hag... is the high priest of the ritual actually a Swamp Hag?"

The Sorceress murmured incredulously after hearing this.

The Swamp Hag is a very common monster, and she had never heard of one who could chant incantations or perform rituals.

Then, she picked up the "Foglet Arm Bone" and closed her eyes to feel it carefully.

"Buzz~"

The Wolf Emblem trembled slightly.

A moment later,

The Sorceress opened her eyes and looked at Ailin strangely, saying:

"Truly Child of Miracle."

"You're really lucky. Although this magical artifact is a sacrificial vessel of Evil God, it contains almost no divine Divine Power belonging to the Evil God god."

Upon hearing this, Ailin cautiously replied, "So..."

"Therefore, I can reforge this ritual artifact into a magical item."

The Sorceress was decisive, and then couldn't help but repeat the same exclamation:

"You're really lucky. If the Evil God god's Divine Power here were even a little bit more, I wouldn't be able to do anything."

Ailin chuckled dryly, scratched his head, and said:

"Does Lady Vesemir need this magical item?"

"I can give it to you; that atomization skill looks really useful."

The Sorceress smiled happily when she heard that Ailin was going to give her the item, then gently shook her head:

"No need, I don't need this."

"For me, the disadvantages of vaping outweigh the advantages, and you should be well aware of that as well."

With that, the Sorceress snapped her fingers and took out the bottle of blood-red potion... it should be the blood-red magic spirit.

"Pop~"

The bottle stopper is removed.

The liquid instantly turned into a blood mist, licked the "Foglet Arm Bone" a few times, and then circled around Ailin and the Sorceress like a child.

Ailin was so frightened that he dared not move at all.

He still hasn't forgotten the hundreds of water ghosts that turned into small pieces of dried leeches.

The water ghost hearts that Mary is now using to refine the Heart Essence Fluid are from that time.

"Don't be afraid, Bloodred is very well-behaved and smart, she won't hurt you."

The Sorceress offered a word of comfort, and seeing that Ailin's body was still tense, she let the reluctant magical spirit return to the crystal bottle.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to resist."

"It's alright. The Bloodred carries a special magical blessing, and it can indeed make people uncomfortable when they get close... Let's not talk about that. Let's try the atomization."

As Sorceress handed him the "Foglet Arm Bone".

Ailin took the arm bone and casually performed an appraisal.

[Name: The Foglet Arm Bone]

[Type: Magical Item]

[Function: When the arm bone is activated by magic, it can be transformed into mist]

[Note: What is stealth? This is true stealth!]

It really works now!

Furthermore, the type of props has changed.

Lady Vesemir's magic sprites are truly amazing!

Thinking of the magical elves, Ailin subconsciously touched the mirage bead on his chest and asked:

"By the way, Lady Vesemir, do you know how to make magical spirits grow?"

Vesemir shook her head and said:

"Each magical spirit is different; for example, the Bloodred needs to be fed with magic potions."

"But your mirage pearl clearly can't do that."

"You'll have to figure everything out for yourself with the magic sprites."

"That's why I didn't tell you back then."

Upon hearing this, Ailin sighed, then made no further hesitation.

The mental stimulation caused the Mutated Organ to instantly circulate magic, which quickly surged into the "Foglet Arm Bone".

No chanting is needed.

A sudden surge of icy energy emanated from his forearm bone and spread rapidly throughout his body.

"Pfft~"

A soft sound.

Ailin instantly expanded into a wisp of light mist.

Everything in front of me turned gray.

Raise your leg and clench your fist.

He discovered that although he had turned into mist, he could still sense his limbs.

The speed of movement was the same as normal walking speed, as if walking in another dimension that intersected with reality.

That's amazing!

Ailin sighed.

Then it was "squeezed" out by another dimension.

"Ugh~"

A violent urge to vomit; my stomach felt like a towel that had been kneaded.

Just as Ailin was excited and thrilled a moment ago, he is now in just as much pain and discomfort.

"Smack!"

With a snap of his fingers, the familiar emerald green potion appeared before him.

Ailin skillfully drank the potion, and his body was instantly refreshed.

"You still need more practice. The principle behind the pain caused by misting is the same as when passing through a portal. Your organs are too sensitive..."

Vesemir explained it to him in detail, then handed him several bottles of emerald green potions, saying:

"The nebulization time is too short and the pain is too intense."

"Practice this skill well these next few days, it will be very useful for you."

Hearing this, Ailin felt a warmth in his heart, and after sincerely thanking him, he accepted the potion.

The bright winter moon shines as clear as a mirror.

Silvery light streamed in from the window, illuminating the Sorceress's clothes, making her look like a goddess.

It's getting late.

"Lady Vesemir, I'll head back now. Today was very..."

The Sorceress shook her head, raised her hand to interrupt Ailin's thanks, and earnestly instructed:

"Do not remove the Goddess Meritellie's Amulet."

"Don't go to that ceremony site again anytime soon. I'll take care of it tomorrow."

Ailin nodded in agreement.

"At last..."

The Sorceress watched as the little figure in front of her nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and couldn't help but smile gently and affectionately.

Goodnight, Ailin.

Ailin paused for a moment, then smiled and said goodbye.

Good night, Lady Vesemir.

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