Upon hearing that, Donovan cast a befuddled look toward Queenie.
“Dr. Mill, are you kidding me? How could something like this possibly exist in this world?”
“You do not know medicine, not to mention ancient Chanaean medicine. But you have to believe me. Why would I lie to you? Not only does this perfume consists the effect I mentioned, but I’ve also combined it with a herb from Manchernius. With that, the person who smells it will become strengthless and delirious.”
Queenie handed the bottle over to Donovan as soon as she finished her sentence.
Donovan’s instinct told him that he should throw it away, but a second thought came across his mind. The next moment, Donovan grabbed the bottle firmly with his hand.
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