I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

My friend, aren't you being a little too narcissistic?

Lynn shook her head helplessly. "I just happened to be passing by; I didn't come here specifically to see you."

Carlisle blinked, stared at Lynn suspiciously for a moment, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lynn's gaze wandered casually over the shop's shelves. "I just joined the Golden Tower today. Also, I have the same question for you."

"You've joined the Golden Tower?" Carlisle's tone suddenly rose. "You actually have the money to pay the 'entrance fee'?"

He muttered to himself, "He was so stingy when he asked me to buy medicine before..."

"Admission fee?"

Carlisle glanced at Lynn, pouting, and said, "Yeah, you think it's that easy to join the Golden Tower? It's the place with the highest average income of all the mage towers! I used a full 20 mana potions just to qualify..."

A bottle of the lowest quality magic potion costs about 20 silver coins, but Carlisle's magic potions should be of a higher quality. In other words, the entrance fee to the Golden Tower is probably between 4 and 10 gold coins.

However, this price should only represent the Luoan City area, since the scale of the magic market expanded by the Golden Tower varies greatly in different regions.

Carlisle suppressed his pained expression, looked at Lynn, and asked curiously, "How much did you pay for the admission?"

Lynn remained silent for a moment, deciding not to tell him that he hadn't spent a penny and that Luke had actually pulled him into the Golden Tower, to prevent him from getting too emotional.

Fortunately, Carlisle's attention didn't linger on this matter for long; he remembered something more important and hurriedly asked:

"Mr. Lynn, is there any news about Charlotte?"

"Of course, that's exactly what I was thinking of telling you. Miss Eli and I found her safely, and they've both returned to Roan City."

This happened ten days ago, but Lynn still hasn't found a way to contact Carlisle.

"That's good," Carlisle breathed a sigh of relief, then hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "What about my letter...?"

Lynn nodded. "The letter has been sent."

Upon hearing this, the young vampire's expression became extremely complex, a mixture of joy and nervousness.

Lynn took in all these changes in him, and deliberately spread her hands in a helpless tone, saying, "It's a pity I probably won't be able to see Miss Charlotte again. If you want a reply, why don't you go see her in person?"

"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Carlisle asked, looking troubled.

Lynn just smiled and said no more. He thought to himself that this young vampire was too naive. When would this unrequited love ever come to fruition?

Of course, if he received a potion of destiny as payment for each delivery, he wouldn't mind if their relationship remained unchanged.

"Oh, right," Carlisle bent down and rummaged under the counter for a while, taking out a small wooden box, "This is the payment I promised you."

Lynn opened the wooden box and glanced inside. A small glass vial, about the length of a finger, lay in a red soft cloth.

It was indeed the potion of destiny, only the color of the potion was more vibrant and the luster more translucent.

"Have you improved your potion-making skills?" Lynn asked.

Carlisle and Lynn looked to be around the same age, probably just coming of age, but their personalities were completely opposite.

Upon hearing this compliment, which wasn't exactly a compliment, he immediately tilted his head back, raised his nose, and said smugly:

"Of course!"

Lynn was slightly surprised. The effect of that bottle of Destiny Potion was already quite incredible if you were lucky enough.

After all, potions that can permanently enhance spirituality or other abilities, no matter how low the probability, are still something that is priceless and unavailable.

What effects will this upgraded potion of fate bring?

Besides that, there was another thing Lynn couldn't understand.

Why doesn't Carlisle sell such a precious potion publicly and make a fortune?

"This medicine was just made this week, and it's very effective. There's only one bottle left, why don't you give it a try?"

Carlisle grinned as he explained that this was actually a habit he had developed after he started secretly selling Destiny Potions.

After selling the potion of destiny to customers, watch what happens to them after they drink it.

Especially those unlucky guys, some immediately started talking nonsense, while others took off their clothes and rolled around in the street.

Of course, he saw all of this while disguised as a bat and hiding in the shadows.

He was extremely careful with every transaction involving the potion of destiny, making sure he wouldn't get into trouble.

Therefore, he chose customers who were of low status and weak-willed.

Before a transaction, an agreement is made explaining the pros and cons, so that if something goes wrong, he won't be blamed.

Until they ran into Lynn, that thorn in their side...

However, considering Lynn had helped him a great deal, Carlisle grumbled and reminded him again:

"Remember what I said? The potion of fate has two sides, one angelic and one demonic. If you had a negative effect last time you drank it, then the potion of fate you drink next time within a month will definitely have a positive effect!"

"The same principle applies to the other side."

Lynn frowned upon hearing this. So, the potion he drank this time must have had a negative effect?

Seeing his unpleasant expression, Carlisle immediately became very smug, raised a finger, and said mysteriously:

"Thank me, Lynn, because of my exceptional potion-making talent, this potion has been further improved. Now, after you have just received a positive effect, the probability of receiving a negative effect next time will be significantly reduced."

"Furthermore, there is a certain probability that the situation will be both good and bad."

Lynn relaxed her expression slightly, but still hesitated.

He didn't want to lose his mind again because of the negative effects he drew.

Carlisle reassured Lynn, "Don't worry, if you unfortunately lose your mind, I'll tie you up tightly before you start taking off your clothes. This is a special service I offer to my esteemed VIP guests."

Lynn was speechless. He now understood somewhat why Carlisle dared not sell the Destiny Potion openly.

If a potion causes a noble lady to undress in the street, or a renowned old scholar to spout nonsense in public, he will face both legal and social sanctions.

"No, I've decided to drink it later."

It would be best to go back to the Iris Inn and be alone. I don't want to embarrass myself in front of this vampire who loves to watch the drama unfold.

Lynn silently put away the Destiny Potion, ignoring Carlisle's disappointed expression, and wandered around the shop.

He casually picked up a bottle of golden but very cloudy medicine, glanced at the date label on the bottom of the bottle, and immediately couldn't help but smile.

"Carlisle, is this potion expired?"

Carlisle followed over, glanced at it casually, and said indifferently, "It's fine, just leave it there. No one's going to buy it anyway."

Lynn was puzzled. "What's wrong? Is the market in Colin Town so small that you can't attract customers with your skills?"

He genuinely believed that Carlisle was quite skilled at making potions, after all, something as magical as the Destiny Potion wasn't something you could find just anywhere.

Unexpectedly, Carlisle did not become proud again because of this statement; instead, he became quite frustrated.

"No," he said, hanging his head, "I'm a terrible pharmacist. Ordinary potions always end up with some strange side effects in my hands."

"Some are even more outrageous, with their original medicinal effects mutating and producing all sorts of strange and bizarre effects."

"So, this is the origin of the 'Potion of Destiny,' a product of your failed attempts at making other potions?" Lynn asked.

"That was true at first, but gradually I discovered the special properties of the 'Destiny Potion' and began to try to make them on my own."

"I once secretly asked an elder of the vampire clan about this situation, but he said that this was a rare case."

"Like a potion of destiny, I am simultaneously blessed by angels and cursed by devils."