Trafford's Trading Club

“So someone has tried it already? Was it someone from the Headquarters of the Magician’s Association?” Maria paced back and forth irritably, having long forgotten she was still in the Clan Farm, with her mind fully on the Golden Dragon. She suddenly looked at the hard-to-come-by Master Septcolor Geranium.

This paper bag has been worn for a whole day and night and has encountered so many dangerous things… It feels wrong not to use this Master of Secret Medicine considering this adventure.

“Master, can you make a Love Potion exceeding six stars?” Maria asked bluntly.

It seems the maid had already guessed the witch’s intent, thought for a moment, and said, “Is this your plan?”

“There’s nothing love can’t solve!” Maria said at this moment, puffing her chest, “As long as it falls hopelessly in love with a female, naturally there will be a need to reproduce! Actually, I think the Magician’s Association must have known the Golden Dragon’s problem long ago and should have considered this; they just lack the ability to produce a potion exceeding six stars!”

Since this commission was directly brought to the maid by Maria, Boss Luo didn’t plan to step in directly this time, just to be a spectator—though the final benefit would still be his… and the altar’s.

Seeming to sense the master’s intention to observe, the maid glanced at the Golden Dragon, then at Maria, suddenly smiled and said, “Are you sure, just a Love Potion exceeding six stars.”

Maria instinctively wanted to nod—probably no one in the entire magician world can refuse a Septcolor Geranium Master’s creation.

But she immediately restrained her affirmation and asked cautiously, “Master… May I ask about the remuneration for this potion?”

“Indeed,” the maid chuckled softly, “Let me think, according to the previous rules…”

“I’ll prepare the materials!” Maria hurriedly said, “The payment will be calculated separately!”

“I need you,” the maid said unexpectedly.

Maria couldn’t help but tremble, instinctively pointing at herself, “You need me… Need me? Is it that you need me to do something? Please tell me, Master, I will try my best to fulfill it.”

“No, I just need you,” the maid said calmly, “Or someone else would do… Teresa, or yourself, either is fine.”

Maria frowned and tentatively asked, “Master… so, you need me, or Teresa to help you with something?”

The maid suddenly squinted her eyes, “Faking ignorance is a waste of time… Of course, if you aren’t genuinely intending to complete this transaction, that’s fine.”

Maria broke into a cold sweat.

Having long known about Master Septcolor Geranium’s affairs, she knew that many who once sought this master’s potions never spoke of their past experiences—essentially, she should have been cautious, but watching this master eat young grass along the way, she forgot the master’s initially fearful side… it’s her own excessive relaxation.

“Master…” Maria’s complexion wasn’t good at the moment, she tentatively asked, “Can you change to another condition?”

The maid touched her face and said, “Indeed… this condition might be a bit forcing. After all, I’m not a Devil… changing a condition could work too.”

This master… turned out to be so easy to talk to?

Or is it because of love… Maria subconsciously looked at Luo Qiu sipping tea beside her, giving a thumbs up in her heart: well done!

Then, with Maria’s great anticipation, the maid slowly said, “Since you want a Love Potion exceeding six stars, why not sell me your lifetime of love as remuneration.”

Maria’s great expectations instantly fell apart, the whole person frozen in place… under the top hat, her mouth slightly opened, ultimately choosing not to say anything.

And you claim you’re not a devil?!