He carefully rolled up the parchment and placed it along with the potion bottle into the Space Ring, then solemnly thanked Wilkinson.
"Don't rush to thank me," Wilkinson said, pulling out another sheet of paper from the workbench and handing it over, with a rare smile on his face. It wasn't a polite smile, but one of a craftsman who's proud to see his work recognized, exhibiting a pride he couldn't conceal. "This is the expense list, including details of raw material procurement and refining costs."
Duke took the list and his eyes jumped directly to the last line.
Over three billion Level 1 Magic Stones, covering all raw material procurement costs, research testing costs, and Wilkinson's refining labor fees.
This figure for a custom-tailored Magic Potion is not only not expensive; it's almost as if Wilkinson barely made a profit from him.
Just the procurement price for those Earth Element Rule Crystal Fragments wasn't cheap.
