Raising the Northern Grand Duchy as a Max-Level All-Master

121. Cleanup (1)

Amid enthusiastic cheers, we arrived at the High Tower’s inner castle, where Arad warmly welcomed us, as if he had been waiting for this moment. Alongside him were Arina, Isabelle, Sun, and Balzac.

“Welcome back, brave warriors! Renslet! Rune Renslet!”

Arad greeted us with an exaggerated flourish before producing four prepared bottles. They contained a potion resembling milk in color.

“I heard that the venom of the white serpent, Jormungandr, is fearsome. Just in case, I prepared an antidote.”

Arina, who had been gazing at the antidote Arad made, was the first to reach out for it.

“Do I just drink it?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you. I’ll drink it well.”