Over the next few days, Ang no longer felt that faint, intermittent sense of being watched, as if his earlier vigilance had merely been an illusion. Yet doubts still lingered in his heart. Could that intruder really have only stumbled upon my secret by chance? Ang thought it over again and again. He had never revealed his secret to anyone; even Ernit and the others could not have leaked it. After all, doing so would have harmed them even more. No matter what, Ang decided to set the matter aside for now, though he remained secretly vigilant, especially regarding the movements of the Black Magic Society.
"Where there is light, there is darkness," Ang muttered to himself. The existence of the Black Magic Society was like a shadow. Although the Magic Guild strongly opposed it, some mages still held ambiguous attitudes toward it and did not completely reject it. After all, Black Magic was also a kind of magic, merely one with more extreme and unwelcome methods and consequences. Ang decided to pay closer attention to the Black Magic Society from now on. The hidden danger behind that force was not to be underestimated.
Meanwhile, Ang did not waste any time and continued focusing on brewing Healing Potions. This time, Ernit had delivered ample materials, and Ang's technique had become increasingly practiced. Both the output and quality of the Healing Potions improved significantly. Once they were finished, Ernit came personally to collect them and casually asked, "Master, these potions are perfect this time! But besides Healing Potions, could you help me brew a Magic Potion called the Berserk Lion Potion?" As he spoke, Ernit handed Ang a formula.
Ang looked over the Berserk Lion Potion formula and frowned slightly. "The Berserk Lion Potion is an advanced potion that can send