"Collect Fairy Dawn Tears at daybreak. Let them evaporate naturally under sunlight, then condense them with ice magic. Repeat three times..."
Dago lightly tapped the crystal jar, his fingertips scraping against its walls with a grating screech. Inside, a naked, handsome little person covered his ears and began weeping sadly.
With no change in expression, he manipulated his mental power to draw out the tears drop by drop. Having stayed with Heliodor for so long, he now understood why this ancient fairy was so melancholic—it was all because he had been forced to cry for tears year after year.
"Resonate moon willow leaf juice with rune light for ten hourglasses..."
"The tender shoot of the first blue vine to break through the soil after a storm. Retain the pure soil particles on its roots..."
"Use magic to burn the tail feathers of a third-tier Golden-Winged Bird. Take the ashes after the third breath..."
Dago skillfully processed the various potion ingredients. Once every ingredient had been handled, he hesitated slightly before calmly combining them one by one in different sequences and with different techniques.
At last, a translucent potion emitting faint multicolored phosphorescence appeared in Dago's hand.
He directly picked up the crystal potion bottle and took a shallow sip, giving himself the assessment of "close to perfect."
Once Dago gently set the finished potion on the workbench, Heliodor's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"You overstepped."
Dago's fingertips trembled slightly, and faint colored ripples spread through the potion bottle that had not yet left his hand.
He withdrew his hand and replied calmly, "You allowed me five chances to fail in processing the ingredients for each formula. This was within those five attempts."
"That is not a reason for you to dispose of my materials without permission."
Heliodor slowly paced forward