Chapter 30：The Change of the Little Lizard
The powerful natural spiritual consciousness of the Botanist Mage had already enabled Allen to determine whether an item possessed extraordinary mystical power.
The three scales he had previously obtained from the black market, bought together with the Magic Brain Mushroom, were confirmed by Allen to be the body tissues of some extraordinary mystical creature.
The tiny scales indeed contained uncommon energy.
And the dragon scale hidden by the little bug was even the size of a fist!
The formidable Swamp Dragon, as a guardian beast, had scales imbued with remarkable energy.
Allen originally planned to use the limited dragon scales to try and concoct some potions.
He wanted to see if he could create a potion that could grant humans dragon blood, as recorded in the parchment scroll "Dark Ritual," which was one of the awakening methods for Beast-Warriors among the three major professions.
In other words, drug use was a common and even essential practice for the three major mystical professions.
But the little lizard's sensitivity and desire for the Swamp Dragon's scales left Allen uncertain.
"Could it be that this little guy has dragon blood?" Allen speculated.
Observing the appearance of lizards, snakes, and crocodiles was enough to make certain assumptions.
Moreover, Allen already knew that the Swamp Dragon was a legless dragon-like guardian beast, resembling a giant serpent.
And the little lizard, capable of absorbing the Botanist Mage's extraordinary toxic mist, was certainly not an ordinary creature. It might indeed have dragon blood.
After some hesitation, Allen gritted his teeth and handed the Swamp Dragon's scale to the green poison lizard.
The little guy clung to the scale and fell asleep in Allen's arms.
For over ten days, the little lizard remained motionless, like a hibernating hedgehog.
It wasn't until this afternoon that it woke up.
Upon waking, the little lizard groggily emerged from Allen's arms.
It wobbled and climbed onto Allen's left arm, seemingly breathing in the fresh air.
Allen then took out the Swamp Dragon's scale.
Sure enough, the scale had lost its luster. A touch revealed that the extraordinary energy within had been completely absorbed by the little lizard.
With a gentle squeeze, the entire scale crumbled into powder, indicating that without its extraordinary energy, the scale was just trash.
But this didn't make Allen feel distressed. Compared to the scale, he was more concerned about the little lizard's condition.
As he gently stroked the little creature, a different sensation entered his mind.
Although the little guy had only grown by about a centimeter, the energy within its small body far surpassed its previous state.
Moreover, Allen could sense a faint glimmer of wisdom in the little lizard's big eyes.
In simple terms, the little guy had evolved!
It had absorbed the Botanist Mage's mist and a trace of the Swamp Dragon's power.
It seemed to have activated certain traits within the little lizard.
Allen vaguely felt that his little lizard likely had dragon blood.
To verify this, Allen took out three Striped Dragon scales.
But the little guy not only disliked them but also sneered at them.
"Could it be that the species is wrong? The little lizard only likes the aura of aquatic dragons?" Allen couldn't find a clue.
However, the little lizard jumped onto the alchemy table in front of Allen and started drinking a failed potion.
With Allen's extraordinary speed, he could have stopped the little lizard before it drank the potion.
But Allen didn't do so because he wanted to see what abilities this little guy had.
In no time, the little lizard had swallowed a hundred milliliters of the failed potion.
Yet its small belly remained flat, as if the potion had been consumed in another space.
Watching the little guy shaking its head in satisfaction, Allen gently scratched the little lizard's chin with his pinky finger. "Come on, little guy, show me your power!"
The little lizard understood Allen's words, happily raising its head, its chin scales puffing up.
Allen slowly stepped aside.
Immediately, the little lizard spat out a thick green liquid.
The liquid wasn't fast, but when it landed on the nearby door panel, it corroded a significant hole!
"Hiss—! This is a venom-spitting ability!" Allen gasped. With this skill alone, the little lizard could effectively ambush enemies and change the course of battles.
What delighted Allen even more was the little lizard's strong resistance to poison.
This meant Allen now had a free, powerful test subject for his potions.
As a Botanist Mage, using natural power to control plants and identifying and formulating potions with natural spiritual consciousness were almost innate skills.
With the little lizard's help, Allen's potion-making capabilities were greatly enhanced.
...
The young maid washing Allen's feet had already pledged her loyalty to him over the past few days.
Knowing that Allen was a mysterious Master Pharmacist, she was unsurprised by the presence of a little lizard.
To avoid retaliation from the Master Pharmacist, she had confessed everything about monitoring Allen, even revealing a secret—little Obion's wife was contacting the Obion family to deal with Allen.
Enjoying the maid's service, Allen asked with narrowed eyes:
"How did you know this?"
"The lady mentioned it while resting with Master Obion at night and was scolded by him."
The maid, with a fawning expression, massaged Allen's feet with her soft hands while pressing her young body against his open legs.
"Ah—!" Allen sighed comfortably and nodded. "I see. You've done well. What reward do you want?"
The maid blushed shyly, hesitating and swaying her body.
Allen thought to himself, "As expected of a servant, she knows how to seize the most important opportunities!"
For such matters, the lustful Allen was always welcoming.
The young maid was not only youthful but also had a delicate face and body.
"Alright, I'll reward you well today..."
Allen threw the maid onto the bed, stripping off her clothes, and began undressing her.
As time passed, the maid's eyes rolled back, her private parts swollen, yet she dared not scream for fear of being heard.
With Allen's member moving in and out, the swollen parts and his hard shaft were covered in white fluid, the sounds echoing outside the window...
Allen transformed into a knight, riding across the grasslands...
...
The next day, Allen woke up early, or rather, he hadn't fully slept.
As a Botanist Mage, controlling his brain to rest and work simultaneously was a breeze.
The maid also woke up, shyly dressing and heading out to prepare breakfast for Allen.
Her demeanor made it clear to everyone what had transpired the previous night.
The other servants, understanding this, began following the maid's orders.
Allen, after observing little Obion practicing swordsmanship, pondered how to deal with the information the maid had provided. How should he handle little Obion's wife...