Seeing the runes sorcery array calm down, the Silkworm Queen stepped forward with Wind Moth and Scented Butterfly, frequently peering attentively into the four large glass bottles on the ground, not hiding her intentions at all.
"Forget about these, I have other uses for them," Ivan said, waving his hand to catch the glass bottles filled with the liquid.
"Alright, there's still plenty left from before anyway." The Silkworm Queen didn't mind, noticing a significant increase in her sorcerer's aura and feeling genuinely happy for him.
"How are the results?" Ivan asked, thinking of the energy she had gained some time ago.
"It has the greatest effect on Wind Moth, then Scented Butterfly, the rapid wood silkworms didn't absorb much, but at least there was some enhancement," the Silkworm Queen reported honestly.
Under her management, in fact, several rapid wood silkworms had died, but she gave it no extra thought.
A sacrifice for the tribe, a worthy death.
