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He looked up with a warm, sort of tired smile. “Excuse me, Master Gerald,” Levi said. “Do you have any Starlace in stock?” Gerald adjusted his glasses. “Ah. Just sold the last of it a few minutes ago. Rare stuff. Only grows in shadowed groves, and even then, only during a certain moon cycle.” “Is there anywhere else that might have it?” I asked. He shook his head. “Not in town. You’d have to find it wild.” Levi exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Looks like we’re going foraging.”

For a moment, I wasn’t sure if he was still alive, but George assured me that he was. “I’m not sure I can stop the infection without the antibiotics. It’s spreading too fast. I need a specific ingredient to make it,” he informed me. “What is it?” “Witchroot,” he replied. “It grows in the forests to the east, where the soil turns black from iron ash. We used to keep it in storage, but the last of it was burned during an attack.”

Zoey looked worried and asked, "What was the medicinal herb you found?" "The Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Grass. This herb can only be found in the Snow Mountains, which is also the reason why I appeared in Magehollow," Roderick sighed, "Unfortunately, I was captured as soon as I found it." He hissed, "But there is still something foreign in your body, coming from the ventricular position, what is it?" Russell said, "It was Venomous Worm, Bound Worm." Zoey recounted the reasons behind Russell's Venomous Worm.

Therefore, he went back to the altar where he found the Fire of Nine Ghosts. Other than the Chaotic Evil Practitioner's Arm and Teleportation Slip, he also found two special spiritual herbs that only grew in an environment filled with malevolent energy. Although the rank was rather low, it could be used to produce a seventh-grade alchemical pill. He was delighted with today's result. After all, he had never expected this. At first, he thought he should make use of his free time to level up the Lotus Wildfire so he created a mission to gather information about the location of different spiritual flames.

My voice came out rough and urgent. “The antidote,” I added quickly. “You said the herb grows in Blood Tithers territory. Where exactly in that town can I find it?” Leslie looked at me for a moment like she was thinking about how to answer. Then she spoke slowly.“It grows in the heart of the Tithers town.” “The heart?” I asked immediately. She nodded. “Yes. The central area of their territory. It grows around the old black marsh behind their main gathering ground.” I frowned hard.“That place is heavily guarded.”

Aurora’s POV The mountain air bit at my lungs, sharp and cold. The sky above was bruised with clouds, and the wind carried the faint scent of rain and iron. I tightened the strap of the satchel across my shoulder and glanced down at the parchment in my hand, an herbal sketch drawn by Witch Elara herself. The last ingredient we needed to purge the poison from Gray’s blood: Moonshade Aster, a plant said to bloom only under silver light, deep within the cliffs of the North Range.

Something unusual happened when my fingertips stroked the ancient pages of the grimoire. A slight bulge was hidden on the inside of the lid. I carefully pulled it away, revealing an antique penny below. In my palm, the coin seemed weighty, like if it housed decades of secrets. The name of a location was etched on its surface: "Willowmere." To be honest, I had no idea what inscriptions were etched on this coin. Despite this, I was able to decipher the lettering as if there was some undiscovered supernatural help.

A small sob escapes my lips then I steel my heart “where do we need to go?” “to the Willow Peak Mountain, there is a special plant that grows there that can restore life” I was about to open a portal when Tabitha walked by me seemingly to pick up a basket when a faint scent catches my nose, like rotting meat, I turn and look around looking for the source of the scent. “Is everything alright?” “Hmm? Yes, it is, do you have everything you’d need?”

Like something old is stirring. “I’m leaving in the morning,” I say, folding my arms. “There’s a list of herbs she needs. Some are rare. A few grow only in dangerous places. One in particular is guarded by the Dryad Grove near Ashlight Ravine.” “Go,” Koa says immediately. “I’ll stay.” I shake my head. “This isn’t just a favor, Koa. It’s your first official duty.”

With a newfound resolve, she announced, "Then let's find the location of this trial. We face this together, as one." Days turned into weeks as they scoured the ancient texts, piecing together cryptic clues. They learned of a hidden. grove nestled deep within the heart of a forbidden forest, a place where the veil between worlds thinned and ancient magic pulsed with an almost tangible presence. The mention of a "guardian's fall" finally led them to a weathered map depicting the grove's location, marked with a crimson sigil that sent shivers down Maya's spine. Their journey was fraught with peril. They traversed treacherous mountain passes, navigated dense, labyrinthine forests,and skirted the