"Didn't I say I'd prepare it? Why are you surprised?" Merlin smiled proudly.
Lyserra was at a loss for words. She did hear Merlin say that, but wasn't this absurd?
How could he have prepared everything so quickly—in less than five minutes?
What shocked her even more was that these ingredients were so rare, yet this boy had prepared them perfectly.
Isn't that ridiculous?
No matter how much Lyserra thought about it, she couldn't figure out the answer.
'He really is mysterious,' she muttered, narrowing her eyes. 'Could he be hiding something from me? But what?'
Lyserra tried to guess but found nothing. In the end, she gave up and set her curiosity aside.
"Alright, I'll prepare the antidote. Just wait calmly."
After saying that, she brought her small hands together, and suddenly all the ingredients floated upward.
A fireball formed in the air and quickly burned them.
