Chapter 1334 The Witch and Her Adopted Son 60
After he briefly described the process of how he stayed in the cell and how the real witch left, the two jailers were dumbfounded—that's ridiculous!

The smiling jailer glared at the fat man: "You think we will believe such irresponsible nonsense."

The fat man scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously. He stared at the poison they were holding that seemed to be feeding him and shook his head violently: "I don't want to eat it, I don't want to die! I'm really not a witch!"

The two asked cautiously: "How do we know, is your appearance like a witch's trick?"

The fat man cried bitterly and told about several places where he hid money: "If you don't believe me, go and have a look. As long as you can find the gold coins I hid there, it will prove that what I said is true. I am really not that witch."

The two looked at each other, and both felt that the matter was of great importance.

After discussing for a while, the two decided to go to see where the fat man said the gold coins were hidden. If they could prove that he was indeed not the witch, they would report the matter and the adults would decide what to do next.

The two decided that one would stay and the other would go to the place the fat man had mentioned.

The fat man nervously waited for the news, hoped for the stars and the moon, and finally saw the person in charge of verifying his identity walk in from the door.

He looked at his companion with a complicated expression: "The adults of the Royal Alchemists Association said they will deal with this matter."

When he went to dig gold coins according to the words of the fat local tyrant, he happened to meet those adults from the Royal Alchemists Association who also appeared in the suburbs for some reason.

Looking at the things in his hands, they regarded him as a suspicious person, but he had no choice but to tell the whole story.

The people from the association immediately decided to take over this matter!
This is the best time to bring down Hosent!
It has been several days since Horst visited the witch for the last time.

The finished product of the elixir has been made long ago, and he has been hesitating whether to take it or not.

He would observe the appearance of those experimental living subjects every day and confirm countless times that they were really alive and well.

There is no drug backlash, no body ulceration.

Every time he looked at the bottle of elixir in his hand, he wished he could drink the contents in one gulp!

He waited and waited, but he still couldn't wait for the news of the instrument repair.

The equipment was not ready, but he heard a news from the outside world that made him very angry-that Mr. Jiu actually made a healing magic potion!
Moreover, his potion only sells for 10 gold coins!
He was slapping him in the face on purpose!
First Mithril, then Magic Potion!

If you continue to give him another chance, will he even get out the elixir?

Oh, by the way, that kid has an unusual relationship with the witch. If the witch is not dead, he might be able to get it out!
Hehe, it's a pity that he has no chance in the future!

Now the alchemy factory is holding a celebration banquet. Hosent drank the elixir in front of everyone, and everyone exclaimed.

"Master! This drug has not passed the safety test of the equipment!"

Hoxent looked at him indifferently: "Should I continue to wait for you trash to repair the instrument?"

This doesn't seem right?

Hasn't the previous master changed back to the kind master he used to be?
"Hey, why am I so dizzy all of a sudden?"

"I also……"

Hossent smashed the cup in his hand: "You guys, keep the secret of the elixir and shut up forever."

(End of this chapter)

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