For years, Tharvis had been searching for various formulas, even trying to mix them himself, in order to create an inexpensive potion.
His goal was simple: to make something that even poor people could use.
Unfortunately, all his efforts had been in vain. To this day, he still has not succeeded, leaving him frustrated and depressed.
But now, the formula he had been searching for all these years lay right in front of him.
What's more, the person who gave it to him was Merlin—someone he never expected to do such a thing.
Seeing Tharvis's bewilderment, Merlin chuckled softly and explained, "That is indeed the formula. I got it from a friend. Of course, I can't guarantee that it's one hundred percent correct, but I'm sure you can verify it, right?"
Naturally, he couldn't tell Tharvis that he had obtained the formula from the system.
Although claiming it came from a friend sounded cliché and was clearly a lie, it was the most effective way to prevent further questions.
