The old man put down the bottle of unknown, black liquid with a serious face.
"About this… I have found a unique composition by researching those mages’ blood. They have indeed drunk the magic potion, but I think that composition can’t reach the extent of life-linking."
Benjamin shrugged, "Just by the magic potion alone is impossible. A magic potion combined with some ancient curse would achieve that sort of control. So, do I need to find you some theoretical book on curses?"
"No." The old man shook his head, "What I meant is that the supposed life-linking effect is a lie."
Benjamin frowned.
The magic potion matter was told to him by the guild master from the mage guild. The guild master would definitely be on their side, so there would be no need for lies, right? Moreover, after interrogating those captive mages, they had also admitted that the magic potion had linked their lives with the Queen.
"Why do you think so?" He asked.