Duke was not averse to these stringent, even overly harsh standards. He didn't find them troublesome; instead, he seriously studied and recorded them.
He plans to adhere to these standards himself when making magic potions in the future.
Every laboratory standard is written in blood, and Hela is a living example of this.
The two of them were busy all morning, finally cleaning up the laboratory.
Hela moved to the rest area, asking the Wild Boar Man Parker beside her to pour a pot of hot tea, giving Duke a cup as well.
The Wild Boar Man Parker was dressed in a clean and neat black cotton outfit. He looked simple-minded, didn't talk much, and just waited nearby for instructions.
Just as Duke was about to take a sip of tea, a black beetle crawled out from the cup, still wet with tea, and scampered over to Hela's hand.
"Hey Momo, why are you running around again?" Hela scolded, but her tone was filled with affection.
