Chapter 242: Marquis Djoser’s Revenge

"Let me see your wound," Anfey said.

"It’s alright," Doris said, holding her hand out. "Usually when I scratch myself, it takes a few days to heal, but this one disappeared that night."

Anfey looked at Doris’s hand, and it was smooth, without any sign of injuries.

"Do you have an idea?" Miorich asked.

The middle age man nodded and retrieved a bottle of light blue potion from his dimensional ring. He handed the potion to Miorich and said, "This may hurt a little, but it won’t last. Keep her with the unicorn. It should be beneficial for her. If this not enough, I need more materials so I can make a few more bottles."

Miorich held the bottle in his hand and smiled at the man. "I would say thank you, but I think we are past that stage now."

"Say it anyway," the man said. "I like the sound of that phrase."

"What am I supposed to do with you?" Miorich asked with a smile.