Inside a small house in the Cloud Marsh Wetland branch of Root Crown Court, Locke continuously adjusted the Magic Flame according to the Sea Queen Throne's instructions, adding medicinal ingredients to it. He then spent nearly all his Spirit Knowledge brewing a pot of potion.
Locke gave the potion to the Star Ring Wizard from Ancient Vine Village in Wizard Land, Dreamvine Ancient Vine. The wizard slightly furrowed his brow and let out a faint groan. Having fallen into a deep coma after drinking the Spiral Afterimage Potion, he now finally showed a reaction and some body language. Soon, he sat up in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake, then remained sitting there in a stupor.
He shook his head and said in surprise, "My Magic Pressure—why has my Magic Pressure fallen back to just over twenty thousand? What exactly happened?"
Everett Moss, the old wizard of Dreamvine Ancient Vine, hurried over and excitedly helped up this junior whom he regarded as his greatest pride.
"As long as you can wake up, that's good. As long as you can wake up, that's enough."
"But Lady Helen, why is all the Magic Pressure in my grandson gone—"
The Sea Queen Throne glanced at him and said, "There's nothing strange about it. It wasn't important to begin with. Wizards in Void Forging are too weak in their ability to control their forms, and they simply can't protect their own forms. After being hit by the Spiral Afterimage Potion, losing some Magic Pressure is perfectly normal."
The old wizard Everett Moss muttered to himself.
"That's true."
He gave a bitter smile.
"But the price we paid this time was far too great."
The Sea Queen Throne reminded Everett Moss, "The favor between you and me has been settled this time. From now on, neither