"Thank you, Lady Helen."
Locke took the Doppelgänger Potion and a bottle of unknown potion from her hands. After hesitating for a moment, he still drank it as the Sea Queen Throne had requested.
At once, the chaotic Spirit Macros within him flew everywhere, bursting out like a swarm of disorderly butterflies. Many Spirit Macros transformed into golden light and shot out of his body, while others turned into golden light and returned to him.
Locke opened his eyes. His irises had nearly turned golden from the overly active Golden Magic, but now they had returned to normal.
Locke exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Thank you for Lady Helen's potion. What kind of potion is this? How much do I need to pay?"
The Second Ring family witch servant chuckled.
"What are you talking about, Potion Master Augustine? This is simply a bottle of Name Potion."
Locke froze.
A simple bottle of Name Potion could actually have such an effect.
Just one bottle had completely restored his previously unstable Golden Magic while preserving the Golden Magic talent he had gained.
Incredible.
The Sea Queen Throne's family maid covered her mouth and chuckled. "Amazing, isn't it? That's why I suggest that if the Sea Queen Throne doesn't charge you, you shouldn't bring up payment. The price might be something you can't afford."
"After all, some things can be charged for, and they can also be given away for free."
Locke understood what she meant.
For the Sea Queen Throne, this might have been something she had refined casually, much like how he sometimes gave his students certain benefits—for example, giving Williams and Gregor Advanced Bloodweeping Nightshade Potions.
But if he really asked for the market price, it might be a price he could never afford.
This could be considered a