Even before he witnessed the slave's reaction over the potion, Raphael could already see that the potion had changed colour into black.
There's even this sizzling noise coming from the bottle…
Isn't the potion a bit strange?
"Wait."
Before the slave's lips touched the potion bottle, Raphael already snatched the bottle in a heartbeat and brought the bottle in front of his eyes.
"...this…" the young man squinted. He silently used one of his special abilities…
Item appraisal!
The moment he used his ability, a row of data appeared above the potion bottle.
[Contaminated pseudo-awakening potion.]
A drop of pseudo-awakening potion made by an elf, but it's mixed with a corrosive material, ruining the potion and turning it into a lethal poison.
Raphael held his breath. The 18-year-old young man clenched his fists as he put down the potion bottle on the table.
