After waiting for a short while, the closed door opened again.

Then, Tasia, who was almost no different from the moment, walked out from inside.

"I... have verified it."

It's so fast?!

With the slightly surprised gaze of Wien, Tasia's expression couldn't hold back. "I just reached into my hand and felt it for a while, and found that my magic has indeed become a little more active under its influence, so I think it should work."

Good guy, why didn’t I expect to use this method to verify it?

Before Wien could even think of another layer, Conley interrupted with joy: "Really?"

He even pushed Vien away, forcibly stood in front of Tasia, and asked with excitement: "Can you increase your magic strength, or the magic power in your body runs faster?"

Tasia felt a little embarrassed under Conley's gaze that seemed a little overly enthusiastic.

"Well... I just think the element response is a little faster, but it is difficult to describe the specific one..." She tried her best to describe her experience, but it still sounded very abstract.

Seeing this, Wien quickly squeezed Conley back: "Tasia, you don't have to care too much. If you think there is something undesirable, just tell us directly, it's okay."

As soon as she looked at him, she knew that she had some concerns about Conley's thoughts.

With Wien's guarantee, Tasia relaxed a little bit.

"To be precise, I didn't find any promotion effect on the magic itself, I just felt... very comfortable and peaceful," she said.

"And when I withdrew my hand, that strange feeling disappeared."

Upon hearing this, Conley showed a disappointed look.

"It seems that this is not OK..." he said to himself.

Paying attention to his abnormal behavior, Wien couldn't help but become more suspicious.

Recently, Professor Conley and Chairman Harold were both strange and strange, as if they were secretly studying something on their backs.

"That is, only when you are in a medicinal bath can you have the effect," concluded Wien.

Judging from the fact that the effect lasts very short, it is more in line with the limitations that this drug has in place.

However, when I tested the instrument last time, I didn't expect to use magic to detect it. Maybe I was misled by previous thinking patterns for a while.

"So, let's use it to treat Tasia your mother and see how it works." Wien said.

...

Although in front of Tasia, Wien said that the treatment cabin was given to her for a free trial, after Tasia left, Conley was indeed unwilling to let go of this rare opportunity to ask for money.

"According to the scheduled selling price, the cost of each instrument is 2,000 Glen pounds, and a month of maintenance service is given." Conley couldn't help but rub his hands and laughed, "And every year, you will have to pay a service fee of 2,000 Glen pounds...Wynn, with your financial resources, you shouldn't rely on my account, right?"

With a gentle look at his beloved teacher, Wien smiled. "Of course not."

Just as Conley's green bean-like eyes had just burst out with brilliant light, Wien drove him to hell with just one sentence.

"——I gave the medicine formula, and I paid for the R&D cost. It shouldn't be too much to ask for a profit of 70%, right?"

Conley looked up at him in disbelief.

"If you want so much, why don't you just grab it?" he roared angrily.

"Then I want 60%."

Wien didn't even raise his eyebrows. "Teacher, think carefully about how much materials you have wasted and how much each instrument will cost in the next production plan."

After hearing what he said, Conley hesitated.

But in the end, he insisted on biting his last bottom line: "No, at most 50%!"

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

With Conley's expression becoming a little nervous, Wien finally agreed to give in.

"Five percent will be 50 percent." He said.

"It's all for your teacher, or my family's money will be worth it faster if I use it for other investments."

Conley was sad to find that he could not refute this.

He had to stubbornly say, "When I improve all its hidden functions, you will definitely not suffer any losses! At that time, even if the price is doubled, there will be a bunch of people rushing to buy it... Humph, this little girl has made a profit."

"Oh, let's talk about it when there's really a day." Wien said perfunctorily.

After leaving the laboratory, Wien recalled what Conley asked Tasia in a hurry.

"The magic strength increases" or "the magic power runs faster"...

——There is indeed a problem behind this.

...

The problem on Conley's side was not urgent, but the situation on Bulvo suddenly became clear.

As soon as he returned home, Duke Elliot summoned Wien and Chris to the study to discuss matters.

As the two of them became more and more involved in family management, Elliot became increasingly unlucky to bring these things back and discuss them.

"The latest news from the palace, under the witness of His Majesty the King, Bulvo has reached a reconciliation with Earl Chapman."

The first thing he said was shocked by Wien.

According to his own guess, if Chapman really had it so easy to let go of this matter, the king would not have been so embarrassed at the beginning.

"Wait, then Burwo..."

Before Wien could say the second half, Eliot continued, as if he had already understood his inner thoughts, "This choice may not be due to Bourwo's own will."

"But he accurately figured out His Majesty the King's psychology."

After saying that, Elliot turned his head and stared at the faint night outside the window.

"This matter is actually very simple in the final analysis. His Majesty the King hopes that they can reconcile, so they reconcile." He sighed softly. "——On the surface."

Wien couldn't help but frown and said, "So, what tone did they finally decide to describe this incident?"

"His Majesty the King said: Bulvo was controlled by the magic of darkness, and his actions were not his intention. But he eventually killed innocent citizens, so he confiscated his salary and was confined to his home for two months." Eliot retelled the king's words in the original place, as if he had seen them on the spot.

Slowly, isn’t this painless punishment equivalent to three glasses of wine?

Seeing the expressions on Wien and Chris's faces exactly the same as [I don't understand.jpg], Elliot smiled in a low voice.

"You know... dead people are worthless."
Chapter completed!