"Transparent Elixir… what on earth is that?" the count demanded, rising to his feet in shock. Max, with a grim expression, held up the wine glass, his tone serious.
"It's something I heard from a former associate—a Black Moon assassin," he replied solemnly.
The crowd gasped. The Black Moon, an infamous organization known to eliminate even nobles, was synonymous with death and terror.
"Indeed," Max continued. "The Transparent Elixir is one of their poisons, a name given for its clear, colorless nature once complete."
"What sort of effect could reduce him to this state?" the count asked, clutching his son.
"It's simple. Once ingested, a person must take an antidote periodically. If they miss even one dose, the poison activates, leading to bloody vomiting and, ultimately, death."
