But now, the Elf Clan is utterly incapable of maintaining a complete societal structure.
If they lose the Magic Potion business, it won't be long before the Elf Clan regresses to a primitive state.
Miss Sofia swallowed and tentatively asked, "Your Highness, is there no room for negotiation?"
Wright looked up at her and suddenly laughed.
"Why are you so nervous? I merely mentioned regulation, not a prohibition on sales.
Not only will we not prohibit sales, but we'll also partner with you officially in the business."
Such a 180-degree turn left Sofia somewhat caught off guard.
"Really, really?"
Wright got up and poured Sofia a full glass of milk.
"In my hometown, there's an old saying that it's better to regulate than to block. Magic Potions are daily necessities, and outright prohibition is certainly wrong.
Our intention is to ensure that Magic Potions don't fall into unauthorized hands.
