Cracking his neck, Luke took out everything required to brew the potions.
Laila and Monica stood to the side in silence, though the curiosity in their eyes was impossible to miss.
Luke chose not to pay attention to them. The night would not last forever, and he still needed proper rest before challenging the dungeon tomorrow.
Without wasting any more time, he got to work.
Taking out the bundles of herbs one after another, he carefully inspected them and selected the finest ones.
Each potion required different quantities of the herbs, and since this was his first attempt at brewing them, he decided to make only five for tomorrow.
Yes, he possessed the knowledge of a master beginner-ranked potion brewer, but knowledge alone did not guarantee perfection. He needed experience as well.
"Five blood twigs, eight ground roots... hmm, this doesn't look good, but it'll work."
