Charles said nothing.
But when Molly looked up, before she saw Charles's face, she saw the black wizard's robe he wore, along with its two golden lines.
Molly's face instantly turned deathly pale. She did not even dare raise her head, merely bowing as she cried, "My lord wizard, I didn't mean to! Please forgive me..."
A second-circle wizard.
And she had insulted a second-circle wizard.
What am I supposed to do now? This wizard isn't going to kill me and rip out my soul, is he?!
Molly's thoughts ran wild.
The potion she had been handling was disturbed at that moment as well, and its ingredients rapidly reacted.
Bang!
A muffled boom rang out, and the entire potion exploded. Green smoke immediately billowed up, smearing across her face.
"Aahhh!"
At that moment, Molly felt her eyes burning fiercely, as though someone had sprayed them with pepper water.
Watching Molly's predicament, Charles could not hold back a laugh.
With a sharp wave of his hand, a gust of wild wind swept through and dispersed all the smoke.
"Molly, it's been so long. Why were you putting yourself through torture the moment we met?"
Molly's burning eyes caught something strange in those words.
She thought some familiar wizard apprentice had put on a wizard's robe to scare her.
She immediately raised her head and glared at the visitor with eyes reddened by the smoke.
The moment she saw him, her gaze filled with shock and disbelief.
She pointed at Charles, even her fingertips trembling. "Cha... Charles?!"
"I've never heard of this potion poisoning someone into seeing hallucinations!"
She hurriedly rubbed her eyes, trying to see the truth clearly.
Charles smiled. "It's not a hallucination. It really is me."
Molly's face was covered in smoke from the potion, and after rubbing her