After retrieving the recently stockpiled magic potions from the magic workshop, Liszt returned, ready to continue ingesting drugs.
The castle's kitchen was busy preparing for a banquet, and Butler Carter was ready to report on recent work, but Liszt declined, "We'll talk about it tomorrow, I don't want to discuss work today."
He wasn't a workaholic; after fighting for over a month, he just wanted to relax.
"Please have Mrs. Morson make me another cup of milk tea, I want to rest in the study for a while. If the saltpeter powder from last year can still be used, make some frozen fruit juice; if not, take some crushed ice from the ice cellar."
"Yes, my lord."
A moment later, the milk tea was served, but the frozen fruit juice would take some time to prepare.
Suddenly, Liszt asked, "Is Mr. Elkeson in Fresh Flower Town?"
"Mr. Elkeson visited a week ago; if needed, I can notify the caravan to relay the news of your return," replied Butler Carter.
"Please do so."
"Very well."
