I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 53

Chapter 53, Chapter 46, Magic Potion (Part 2)
Ig noticed that in the “Magic Potion” concocted by Miss Verafia, various incompatible and opposing forces were gradually stabilizing within the young lady’s flame.
The vibrant colors of the flame melted the boundaries of the substances, and pure, bright, and lustrous material particles merged with each other.
In a short while, the substances refined by the young lady reacted violently, yet mysteriously, in the flame. The liquid, melted and condensed in the golden flame, gradually mixed into a blood-like scarlet color, making anyone who looked at it feel extremely high temperatures and extremely violent power.
“Phew! Done!”
Verafia took the transparent small bottle prepared by Ig in one hand, waved her slender hand to remove the flame enveloping the scarlet liquid, and manipulated them to fall into the bottle’s opening.
The scorching magic potion emitted powerful fluctuations, and the flame-like hot liquid filled two-thirds of the bottle neck.
Looking at the scarlet liquid gradually calming down in the glass bottle, the young lady blinked her big eyes, thought for a moment, extended her fair and slender fingers, and a drop of crimson blood fell into the potion.
After quickly dissolving the young lady’s blood, a faint golden hue appeared on the still scarlet hue of the magic potion.
“Finally done, let me see… Hmph, as expected, it’s perfect!”
Shaking the finished potion in her hand slightly, Verafia finally nodded with satisfaction, letting out a clear, bell-like laugh.
The girl tossed aside the soft strands of hair that were slightly clinging to her fair and tender skin, and then turned with a smile towards the stunned Ig beside her.
“Now, let’s see how effective it is… Huh? Ig, why are you making that expression?”
Returning to his senses and seeing the girl’s puzzled look, Ig’s mouth twitched. He took a deep breath before suppressing his astonishment deep within his heart.
“I just didn’t expect that, Young Lady, you could actually concocted this magic potion… and in this manner.”
Ig felt that he had been proven wrong by this unreasonable young lady several times in just these few days.
Although he was unaware of the type and effects of the magic potion refined by the young lady, the sheer amount of demonic power contained within the potion was enough to prove that it was a magic potion created by her with flames and ordinary materials, and its quality would definitely not be low.
It was known that the refinement of magic potions, apart from the technique, relied on complete formulas derived from tens of thousands of experiments. The importance of the formula was even greater than all other factors. Even a slight difference of a hair’s breadth could completely destroy the stability of the entire magic potion, let alone the young lady’s arbitrary replacement of materials.
If Verafia wasn’t relying on luck, then her approach of thoroughly understanding the essence of things was far beyond that of ordinary alchemists who merely followed old formulas.
If he hadn’t confirmed that this young lady was indeed just a little phoenix that had hatched less than a few days ago, Ig would definitely have mistaken her for an old monster pretending to be young.
Hearing Ig’s voice, Verafia, who was pouring the magic potion into several test tubes, proudly raised her snow-white, delicate face, a self-satisfied expression appearing on her small face. She was clearly quite pleased with the boy’s astonishment.
“Of course, I’m not like you ordinary mortals. Hmph, how much effort can it take to refine a magic potion?”
Letting out a clear, delicate, and soft voice, Verafia shook the magic potion potion in her slender hand, which still carried the residual warmth of the flame, and suddenly turned her bright golden pupils.
Seeing the joy in the girl’s big eyes, Ig felt a sudden chill in his heart.
Verafia suddenly raised her small face and shouted excitedly at the boy beside her:
“That’s it! Hmm… Now, it’s time for my experiment, Ig, it’s your turn!”
“Young Lady… you mean, you want me to be the test subject?”
Ig recalled the great sense of foreboding he felt and the girl’s words, and his body involuntarily took a step back.
“Yes, I made this for you, so who else should I test it on?”
Verafia tossed her soft, beautiful hair, slightly revealing a delicate, pure white neckline, and her small face wore an expression of taking it for granted. However, when she saw Ig’s expression, her expression immediately turned displeased.
“Hey! What’s with that expression? If it weren’t for the fact that you’re my attendant, I wouldn’t have bothered to refine a magic potion to improve your strength!”
“You refined it for me… to improve my strength?”
Hearing the girl’s slightly displeased voice, Ig raised his head forcefully, a look of utter disbelief on his face.
This little phoenix he had only known for a few days actually cared about him so much?
“Of course, otherwise, do you think I would bother refining something that is of no use to me? It’s all for you, this guy!”
Verafia grumbled unhappily, apparently very displeased with this ungrateful boy.
However, when she saw Ig’s expression, she immediately lifted her face again, glared at him fiercely with her big eyes, and emphasized in a raised tone.
“Don’t get any wrong ideas, I’m only doing this because your strength is too low. It’s just so you don’t embarrass me in the future!”
Ig should have been accustomed to these words from the girl, which had been said many times over the past few days, but at this moment, he pursed his lips tightly, and his heart was once again stirred by the girl’s words.
He could naturally see that the girl truly cared about him with all her heart. Yes, although she seemed arrogant and willful, in reality, wasn’t she just a simple-minded, yet very caring little phoenix? But I…
Suddenly, Ig looked up at the girl and said in a slightly hushed voice.
“Thank you, Miss Verafia… However, the magic potion you refined might not be of much use to me.”
The boy’s voice was calm, but it was clearly tinged with a hint of sadness.
As the only son of a Saint-rank expert, and with an identity and status that ranked among the top nobles in the entire Kingdom, Ig had naturally consumed countless magic potions to aid in his Dou Qi cultivation.
Among them, there were even exquisite works by Saint-level magic potion masters.
However, after more than ten years, his cultivation had still been difficult to advance. Ig had long given up hope of such methods. Although he was very grateful for the girl’s consideration for him, Ig did not think that the magic potion she coincidentally refined would have much effect…
To avoid pouring cold water on the girl’s enthusiasm, Ig uttered these words.
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It feels difficult to make the male protagonist complain… Should I find an opportunity to let the little phoenix beat him up?