"Potions?"
The old man in black robes glanced at Merlin, then nodded. "That's right. Back then, I obtained a potion formula that could help stabilize Spell Models to some extent. That was why I helped Count Sailin. The main ingredient in that potion formula was the Purple Root Flower, and Count Sailin happened to have some. But first, the potion ingredients were not easy to find. Second, I've taken that potion for too long, and it no longer has much effect..."
At this point, the old man in black robes paused. A trace of eagerness filled his eyes as he said in a low voice, "So now, I'm searching for other potions or potion formulas that can stabilize Spell Models!"
Seeing the old man's eager gaze, Merlin naturally knew what he wanted to ask. However, Merlin merely shook his head slightly. "There were no potions or potion formulas in Merilon's ring."
Disappointment clearly appeared on the old man's face, and his mood seemed somewhat dejected. With a self-mocking smile, he said, "Sure enough, the greater the expectation, the deeper the disappointment. Merilon was a Spellcaster who came out of the Abyssal Fortress. If even he had no potions or potion formulas, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me to find any others."
Over all these years, the old man in black robes had obtained only a single potion formula. This showed just how precious such formulas were. Most were kept in the hands of Spellcaster Organizations or powerful Spellcasters.
For wandering Mages, obtaining a precious potion formula was truly as difficult as ascending to heaven.
In truth, it was not merely potion formulas that were difficult to obtain. Every Spell Model, every casting tool, every scroll, and so on were all hard for wandering Mages to acquire. Thus,