Crimson Servant

The dark green liquid is contained in a spherical glass bottle. It is a small and perfect spherical container. Anyone is happy to hold it in the palm of their hand and play with it. John stared closely at the liquid in the bottle, feeling a slight sense of frustration in his heart. The potion was clear, with no impurities visible to the naked eye. He was very willing to believe that this potion of perfect quality came from the hands of a master of alchemy.

Now, these four cute and charming potions are being dragged by the metal palm of the automaton. The slight sloshing causes tiny bubbles to appear in the green liquid.

Jenny VII, this automaton brewed these potions with her own hands using the special alchemy equipment behind her.

"What's this?"

The doll's face is unable to respond, and its voice sounds cold. These qualities amplify the absurdity of her words.

"This is the work of Jenny VII's confidence. It is a potion specially prepared for a few dirty adventurers by myself. This is Jenny VII's sincere love for the adventurers."

The puppet avoided that answer. This reminded John of the knowledge he had accidentally learned. Automata cannot lie. This is a trait given to these steel slaves by the mage. But being unable to lie doesn't mean they will tell the truth.

John raised [Jenny VII's Heart] and gently shook the green light that refracted the light and sprinkled it on the ground.

"What does it do?"

The puppet paused for a moment, and then made a sound like it was stuck.

"...It won't cause any pain."

It's poison, a very advanced poison. All four people understood the truth.

John stopped the paladin who was about to attack and hurt someone. He took the potion with a smile and thanked Jenny VII, "I will make good use of this gift, on appropriate occasions." For example, on the enemy.

He looked at the silent automaton with interest, chatting with her like a gentleman talking to a lady.

"Your fingers are very dexterous. You are a commendable master of alchemy. Please allow me to express my respect to you, Jenny VII."

Warlock tries to flatter her, finding out what the cyborg likes are like to help bring possible benefits to the team.

"Using your shallow knowledge to compliment the master's creation is an insult, barbaric and stupid adventurers. You will never be able to see the capabilities of the Jenny series of self-disciplined dolls, even the tip of the iceberg."

John discovered that the automaton's hobby was to belittle the adventurers who invaded the dungeon, and she despised the Sun Team, including the Paladin Carl.

"Oh my gosh, we have something in common, I wish we could agree."

Lightning watched as his companion, whom he had thought was arrogant and aloof, began negotiating with the automaton, as if a charm had been cast on the construct. Karl's face became darker and darker, because he was the protagonist of the topic, but the paladin suppressed his anger. From exploring the dungeon to now, he has learned when to restrain his emotions, and also knows when to let the battle go. The meaning breaks out like a storm.

"Finally, we have an adventurer who is not stupid, but you are totally wrong if you think you can get the secrets about Optitan from me just like this."

"Of course I don't have that idea, distinguished master of alchemy, what I want to do is just to help the real owner of Optitite Dan with a little help. Just like cleaning up those crazy plants outside, I noticed those little Green gardening without a grateful heart has surrounded your workshop, and if we can, my awakened companions and I are willing to contribute our small amount to the revival of Optitdam."

The Sun Team needs a potion that can repel plants. The special smell that Jurgen smelled around the iron house before may be the smell of the potion. If they can get the potion from the doll, their next exploration will definitely be much easier.

Jenny VII's gears turned ten times, she turned back and looked directly at John with a condescending look.

"I can give you [herbicides], but you have to do one thing for me. Destroy the tree mother and curb the tree mother's control of the plantation area."

"Tree Mother?"

Jenny VII nodded and introduced the magical plant transformed by Master Asht to Team Sun. The tree mother is the only plant that feeds the floating city of Optitdan. The mages transplanted countless kinds of plant materials they needed into a tree, and used magic to give the plant unimaginable fecundity. With branches and leaves that never wither, xylem that never stops growing, pest resistance and tenacious vitality selected from countless genes, Asht Master has broken the limitations of plant life as early as the design stage.

"You have broken the balance of nature, and you will bear the consequences yourself." Jurgen roared angrily.

"Of course my master is well prepared. Limiting the infinite vitality of the tree mother was originally the job of our Jenny series. Until the last moment when the master disappeared, we still maintained the suppression of the tree mother... It's just that no one maintained it. After that, the number of Jenny series was greatly reduced, and the control machinery was aging, and the tree mother lost control. In the end, I changed from the manager of this level to the one being managed."

Karl said: "Then why don't you deal with the plant yourself? You should know the weaknesses of that thing better than we do."

Jenny VII turned her head and faced the Paladin directly. John was sure that the sudden increase in volume was an expression of anger.

"Stupid adventurer. My potion can solve most problems, but the life energy in the core area of ​​the tree mother is too rich, and any potion will be greatly compromised. Because of your own vitality, you can hide from the detection of the master's artifacts, but the structure will only be That plant strangles. There is no comparison between the normally smelly Adventurer and the Jenny series."

John blocked Karl who was about to fight back, with a smile on his face, "We are very happy to accept your commission, but we also want to confirm whether your potion is really effective on outside plants. After all, we only have to survive. Only then can we better complete your instructions.”

John didn't doubt the capabilities of the automaton in his heart, he just wanted to get the special potion.

Jenny VII readily agreed, and not long after, four crystal bottles filled with blue liquid were handed over to John. He distributed them to his companions, and Jurgen quickly pulled the plug, sniffing for a familiar smell.

That's right, the liquid in the bottle has a stronger flavor. The dwarf druid felt a chill rush to his brain just after taking a slight breath. He dug through his hundreds of years of memories, looking for the familiar feeling of déjà vu.

A gloomy, corrupt dark power was flowing out of this crystal bottle, and Jurgen's perception kept alarming. Finally, he found the answer before his consciousness fainted.

The terrible answer that came up in his mind made Jurgen almost accidentally smash the potion. He stared at Karl with wide eyes.

"This is...this is..."

"The withering aura of the Death Knight."

"The dark power gained from the fall of the Paladin who broke his oath and betrayed the Light."