"I need to test it." The blonde elf accepted the Dittany Potion.
She took a rib section from an unknown creature out of the counter. It had flesh, tendons, bone, and organs. This Alchemical Product could simulate injuries.
After putting on a pair of Dragon Scale Gloves, she drew a small knife shaped much like a scalpel. Its blade was razor-sharp and smooth as a mirror. With barely any pressure, she sliced straight through flesh and bone.
The blonde elf poured the Dittany Potion into the freshly cut rib section. The moment the potion touched the wound, it reacted.
White vapor hissed from the wound like cold water hitting a hot pan.
Hiss—
Then the flesh along the cut began to grow and knit tightly together. The wound healed before their eyes until only a faint mark remained, like new skin after a scab had fallen away.
"One breath," the blonde elf said softly. "Its healing speed meets the standard of a Tier-2 Healing Potion."
To verify its effects further, she picked up the knife again. This time, she moved with greater care, delicately cutting through the skin along the original incision.
She examined the healing inside and found that the flesh and tendons had recovered completely. Only the bone remained unhealed.
"Its treatment of external injuries meets the standard of a Tier-2 Healing Potion." After finishing her inspection, she pressed a hidden button on the side of the rib section. The wound closed on its own, and the section soon returned to its original, uncut state.
She removed her gloves and asked, "What's this potion called? How much do you have?"
"Dittany Potion. I have a thousand bottles right now," Matthew replied.
"A thousand bottles..." The blonde elf thought for a moment. "We can buy them for sixty Kingdom