"Of course not, Shade. This is a potion, not a book. Besides, the recipe for this magical potion was mastered by the Fishmen race, and even the few ingredients known to humans have gone completely extinct. No one in this era could possibly brew it again."
The priest said.
"Then could this potion be exchanged for credits at the Academy?"
Shade asked again. The priest shook his head once more.
"Absolutely not. Only Academy assignments and recovered relics can earn Practical Credit. This is a matter of principle; no matter how precious a magical potion is, it cannot change that."
Shade shook his head in disappointment and placed the unusually energetic cat on his shoulder. Mia happily rubbed against his face, utterly unaware of what was written in the book he had brought home.
"Don't be disappointed. No matter whom you sell this potion to, it can fetch a four-figure sum in Gold Pounds. The Elixir of Immortality—regardless of the drinker's age, it restores their body, inside and out, to its most youthful state. It is essentially rejuvenation without any side effects. They say the Witches of the Fifth Epoch added a drop to their afternoon tea every day. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
The Old Priest could not help clicking his tongue, then explained further:
"Judging from the records in the book, your bottle should remain effective for at least a week."
"So it has a time limit. I thought that after drinking it, one could remain young forever..."
Shade was even more disappointed now, but on second thought, that made sense. It was only a bottle of potion. If it could permanently restore someone to youth, then the Fifth Epoch would not have been the epoch of Witches—it would have been the epoch of magical potions. Still, even such an