"What recipe?" Faye looked up from watching Milani doing somersaults in her palm, after hearing the question.
"It's a potion to maintain the dignity of middle-aged and elderly men," Clovis said expressionlessly as she always did when talking about work. She looked at Malin, "I've read the books, Mr. Malin definitely won't have a problem, this potion is only aimed at mortal men."
"Oh, I see now," Jessica was the first to get it, the wolf girl said, casting a suggestive glance at Malin afterward.
"I get it too, and come to think of it, it's definitely worth 6,000 pieces, no, even more, if we could refine the formula. If we, sisters, pool money to open a potion shop, old folks across the continent would empty their wallets to save their faces!" Lillim, true to her commercial family heritage, was the first to spot the business opportunity.
"Lillim, you're truly a devil," Faye commented as she pulled out a little notebook: "I can put in all my private savings."
