Whispers of the Machine Age
Chapter 1753

Labyrinth and the Witch's Spirit Runes

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Although Shade had neither the courage nor the interest to try this potion rumored to drive people mad, he had caught the distinctive scent of its main ingredient, Blood Mint.

That scent was very similar to catnip.

He was not at all surprised that Audrey and Megan had also read a little of the Pink Book. It was not a forbidden book, and it was perfectly normal for the Great Witches of Knowledge and Wisdom to have read it. He simply had not expected them to creatively develop a pleasure-inducing potion for such a purpose.

And since Megan carried this potion with her, it meant she had anticipated that the two of them might need to share their vision. It seemed that even with her strength diminished, this Eleventh-Order Witch still possessed insight and power far beyond those of ordinary Ring Arcanists.

"But if Dorothy and Leisha drank this potion on Red Butterfly Day, they would already have vaguely... each other's... What am I thinking?"

He attributed that momentary thought to the aftereffects of seeing Desire that morning.

After drinking the potion together, the golden threads wrapped around their fingers took on a pink glow.

"The effect is quite good. Some of the fog has dispersed, and my senses have recovered considerably. Is this potion really that effective? I originally thought it would only barely let me see what was in front of me. Is the potion exceptionally potent, or are the two of us especially suited to it?"

Megan muttered suspiciously, though she did not dwell on it. To prevent themselves from getting separated in the fog, they held hands again. As they followed the street toward the northern part of the island, they also saw the things that had attacked them earlier.

Those swaying figures were actually stiff

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