Back in Moore Forest, Gray found that Marifison and his daughter were still asleep. Mainly, Marifison watched Arrow play with the elves, and then inadvertently showed the kind old mother's smile.

"You have a smell of blood." Just now, Marifison put away his smile and turned his head to stare at him expressionlessly.

Grey put away the magic flying blanket, and Xiao Jasmine became a normal-sized person, happily joining the elves' carnival.

I walked to the stone table and sat down, grabbed a fruit and took a bite, "On the way back, I met a few guys who wanted to intercept me, and I took it easy."

A group of dark fairies who were not self-aware, Grey only took a minute and then raised his sword and let them rest in peace.

Marifison nodded slightly. She had killed people herself, so she did not think that this was a sinful thing, especially killing those who were malicious about themselves and wanted to invade Moore Forest. That was a very correct and just thing.

In her eyes, although Gray had such a good nature, he was definitely not a kind-hearted Virgin. It was nothing to be surprised if he killed a few people.

So she didn't say anything, turned her head and looked at Ailo and the others playing.

Gray did not continue to explain, after all, he was indeed a member of Marifison's tribe, and even if they didn't know each other, it was difficult to tell.

Let this matter drift away with the wind.

"Hey, Marifison, I have refined some potions. Do you want to try it? Maybe it can help you restore your strength." Carlisle came over with his dark little face and looked at Marifison expectantly.

Gray glanced at her, was the stove exploded during the refining of medicine?

Restore strength?

Marifison's heart moved slightly and was attracted by what Carlisle said.

As a creature who has extraordinary power, if it loses this power, it is like a normal person losing a hand. It is inconvenient to do anything, which is undoubtedly quite uncomfortable.

If she had the chance to recover, she certainly would not give up.

"What kind of potion?" Marifison asked nervously.

Carlisle took out a bottle of green potion and began to show proudly, "I admire you very much for protecting the forest, so I developed this bottle of recovery potion."

"It has no other function. The only function is to replenish the power consumed in the body, but your power is exhausted. I think it may help you restore some power. As long as you recover some, you can recover more in the future."

"Really?" Marifison showed a surprise smile on her face and couldn't help but stretch out her hand.

Carlisle also reached out to push the potion to her, looking at Gray with a look in his eyes, waiting for him to praise him.

"Grey did a good job!" Gray also reached out and took Marifison to his hand before he got the potion.

"Let me take a look!" He knew what Carlisle was. Although his strength in refining potions was not weak, he was still a little doubtful if he could refine potions that could help Marifison recover.

In order not to let Marifison die tragically, Gray decided to help her see. She has no power now, just an ordinary elf. If she is poisoned, she may die immediately, and it is too late to rescue her.

"Master, he is also very strong." Carlisle said aggrievedly.

"I'll take a look." Gray waved his hand, dripped the potion everywhere, and then swallowed it into his stomach after probing it.

Ten seconds later, Gray opened his eyes, "The potion is harmless and has some magic power, but whether it can help you recover depends on luck."

As he said that, he handed over the potion. Marifison took it, drank it all without hesitation, and then closed his eyes and waited.

"It will be useful!" Carlisle prayed with his little hand. This was something he had finally done, and it must be useful.

Marifison's body trembled slightly, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. Seeing this scene, Carlisle suspected that she had not only failed, but also refined the wrong potion, which was poisoning Marifison's body.

"Owner!"

"Don't worry, it's okay. Her condition is still stable and her vitality shows no signs of falling." Gray saw more than her. He had confirmed that the potion was harmless before, so he was not very worried.

Marifison trembled for a while, opened her eyes nervously, and then waved to the grass. The grass did not change at all, and she showed a face of disappointment indeed.

After drinking the potion, she felt a hidden force waking up in her body, but the feeling lasted for a moment, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not feel it.

"How do you feel?" Grey spoke. Of course he could see that Carlisle's potion failed, but failure does not mean being useless. Success is to draw experience from constant failure.

It is unlikely to create the right medicine the first time.

Being able to create harmless potions and keep improving is the right way for a magician to discover new recipes.

So Marifison's feeling is still very important and can provide inspiration for the next improvements.

Of course, if she didn't feel anything at all, like drinking a sip of water, there was no need to improve it.

Marifison talked about his feelings. Gray and Carlisle nodded at the same time. The potion had some effect, but the potion was not effective enough and could not draw out the seeds of power in Marifison's body.

So the direction of improvement has been established, and it is improved to enhance the efficacy of the medicine.

"Carlisle, I'll leave this to you." Gray reached out and patted Carlisle on the shoulder and said with confidence.

"Thank you, Master, I will definitely work hard." Carlisle nodded excitedly, not entirely because of his affirmation, and also because of the development of a new potion, which is a very fulfilling thing for the magician.

In the future, she could write this potion into her autobiography or magic manual, indicating that it was invented by herself.

She has been working hard since she learned Gray's magic, and now it's finally time to prove herself.

Marifison thanked her solemnly, and she saw hope for recovery, which made her extremely excited.

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Outside the Moore Forest, Arrow and the three elves' home.

At this time, the three elves looked at each other with panic on their faces, and they discovered a big problem: their little baby Arlo is gone.

Arrow always likes to run out, so at first they thought she was just going out to play and no one cared about it, but until now she hasn't come back and hasn't explained it to them, and this kind of thing doesn't happen often.

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