"What's going on? Is it not the real elixir? Hasn't Sylas recovered?"
"I'm sorry, Your Grace," Max replied, bowing deeply. "It's not enough!"
"Not enough? Didn't you say the elixir should have been more than enough to cure him?"
"The poison is extremely potent! Just two more doses, and we might be able to completely neutralize it…!"
At this, the count whipped his head around to stare at Ulrich.
"Do you have more?"
Ulrich remained silent, causing the count to issue a harsh warning.
"I'll say this once, Ulrich. I don't care how much of the medicine you've used already. Only the boy's life matters."
The implication was clear: if Sylas died, Ulrich would be held accountable, regardless of the circumstances. Ulrich, his expression deteriorating, glanced at Oscar, who stood awkwardly hesitant. Witnessing this, Ray coolly interjected from the side.
