Lord Evolution: Starting With SS-rank Skills

Rowan was shocked beyond comprehension after hearing Vishirk's words. He had been certain that Ren might have gotten the recipe for the dream mixture from his father and then passed it to Liara. He thought both of them had coincidentally made and drank the dream mixture on the same night.

But after hearing Vishirk's words, he changed his mind.

"What sort of night creature exactly, and what is their purpose in doing so?" Rowan asked.

"Not much is known about this part. Remember I said it's a rumor, there is no proven theory about it," Vishirk replied.

Rowan nodded and kept silent as his mind wandered.

Dragun was strolling in front, deep in thought, just like his son. Blaze was walking beside him. Vishirk and Rowan were walking behind the group.

They strolled for another twenty minutes before they got to Liara's place. They went inside, and Rowan showed them the dream mixture in the wooden bowl.

Dragun observed the pink liquid in the bowl with a calm expression on his face.

He brought his finger close to it to feel its texture and temperature.

He did all this while Vishirk and Rowan observed from behind.

"Is it really the dream mixture, Senior?" Vishirk asked curiously.

Dragun didn't respond and kept performing series of preliminary tests on the liquid, as if to confirm if it was the real deal.

He performed around ten more tests, even using fire magic to torch the liquid on his finger and see what color of smoke it gave out. After these tests were concluded, he looked at the dream mixture with a profound expression on his face.

"It is the real dream mixture! Not just the real one, but the quality of this one is way above 75%!" Dragun yelled out.

Vishirk's eyes widened after hearing this.

Rowan and Blaze could only observe the two of them.

Both of them stared at the dream mixture for minutes as though they were observing a chest of precious crystals.

'If I can mix this dream mixture with that milk and drink it, I might be able to achieve my lifelong goal!' Dragun muttered to himself.

'But before I can even attempt it, I need to get my cultivation to the peak of Tier-3,' he continued while pondering.

Vishirk approached Rowan after observing the dream mixture.

"Lord Rowan, if we can make ten liters of this dream mixture, we might be able to sell it and use the profit to get your awakening potion!"

Rowan looked at Vishirk, pretty confused.

"I haven't purchased the dream mixture personally, but one of my instructors in school who is a soul magic practitioner usually discusses its monetary value. Apparently, one liter is sold for fifty thousand gold coins to two hundred thousand gold coins depending on its quality. If you can get Liara to make more, your village will prosper beyond recognition!" Vishirk declared in a really excited voice.

"Really?" Rowan instantly became interested.

He needed money more than evolution points at this moment in order to get the awakening potion.

Sadly, his village hadn't formed any contact with other territories to do business, and they were naturally short on coins. This was his perfect chance to set that part of his territory right again.

His joy did not last when he recalled the words of Vishirk earlier about the night creature possession and manipulation.

"Do not be happy so quickly, Vishirk, we do not know if she actually made this or was controlled," Dragun reprimanded.

"You actually believe in those rumors, Senior? My instructors said they are all lies," Vishirk defended.

"Just because you haven't seen or experienced something doesn't mean it's fake," Dragun corrected with a frown.

"What? You have seen it before?" Vishirk's eyes widened.

Dragun nodded. "Do not make me recall any of that, it is not something to remember or even tell others."

"We need to watch Liara for a week or two. If her condition doesn't get better after two weeks, then we can conclude that it's the handiwork of night creatures," he concluded.

"If she was actually controlled by the so-called night creature, what would be her fate?" Rowan asked.

"Let us just pray it is not the night creature for now," Dragun closed the topic immediately.

Vishirk's mouth was already open and ready to spew out the answers when Dragun shushed him.

Fortunately, Rowan noticed his mouth movement.

'I will have to question him when Dragun is not around, knowing him, he would most likely reveal it if I asked,' Rowan smirked.

After ensuring no one discussed the topic further, Dragun brought out a clean ember-colored bottle from his spatial pouch and poured the entire dream mixture into it before storing it back.

Rowan had no use for the dream mixture, so he didn't really bother asking why Dragun took all of it.

To be honest, he really thought Dragun keeping it was the best choice after what had happened to Liara.

'I am not sure what the condition of Ren is, but I am certain it is similar to Liara's,' Rowan thought.

His initial plan was to get Liara to Ren so he could train her herbalist skills for her.

However, due to the current events, going alone with Blaze would be the only right choice.

After Dragun was done collecting what he wanted, they left the house.

"Rowan, have you seen Riela using magic?" Dragun asked as they strolled down to Bruce's place.

"Yeah, Rowan, I forgot to mention it, she was using one of the celestial magic elements—light magic!" Vishirk overacted as usual.

"Yeah, I saw her conjuring a light ball. Apparently, she has awakened light magic," Rowan replied.

Both Dragun and Rowan ignored the overreacting Vishirk.

"This is a great blessing, Rowan. But her talent would be wasted in a place like this. She might be able to become a Tier-1 mage here in Winterseed thanks to her talent, but after that, she would not be able to improve," Dragun began discussing with Rowan.

"I know about that, and I am working towards it. You do not expect the village to continue living here forever, right? We would have to leave one day," Rowan said with a calm expression on his face.

"About migrating, I have a place in mind," Dragun let out, immediately grabbing the interest of Rowan.