The research spirit continued to speak, "The second method is with the blood of the spirit. Those who survive after consuming it will guarantee to possess wizardry potential."
Abel laughed again, "This does the job, too. Hey, I have the blood as well. You want to try it out, Bernie?"
This was another joke, of course. The blood of the spirit was not for the meek. Bernie was not going to survive unless he had at least the body of a head commander knight. By the way, this was the first time Abel heard that the blood was capable of doing something like this. He still had twenty-something drops right now. He was using some of it on head knight commanders when he was still back on the Holy Continent, so he wasn't aware of the side effect even if they took place.
Bernie shook his head again, "Nice try, but no! No no no! What are you thinking?"
