Claire's witchcraft message was not complicated, it was very simple. He said that the materials Maureen needed had arrived, and asked Maureen when he could come to make the potion to treat Aaron who was still unconscious.

"Are all the necessary materials ready?" Mo Lin was stunned and couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

You know, the materials he listed are very precious and difficult to obtain. Unexpectedly, only a few days have passed and Claire and the others have almost prepared them.

If that's the case, Aaron, the son of Gintama, really has an extraordinary status in the hands of Gintama.

Morin thought so in his mind.

He briefly spoke to Denise, saying that he had something to deal with, and then left Kanta Manor.

It was still the nobleman's manor, and inside, Maureen met Claire again.

"Mr. Morin."

"Mr. Morin."

Claire bowed slightly to Maureen, showing his courtesy to Maureen.

In addition to Claire, there were several other wizards nearby, three people, two men and one woman. They looked at Maureen and seemed a little confused at first, but then they thought of what happened in the secret realm, and they suddenly realized it and bowed to Maureen.

Morin's eyes swept across the three wizards imperceptibly.

There are three wizards, all of whom are at the level of illusion. Together with Claire who has the power of liquefaction, the strength of their group can be said to be very powerful.

"It seems that the strength and background of this wizard organization, the Gintama Hand, are really extraordinary."

Mo Lin's mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't help but think.

"Mr. Maureen, we have prepared all the materials you need. Please come with us and take a look." Claire said softly.

The other wizards looked hesitant. They looked at Morin with an expression as if they wanted to say something but stopped themselves. After all, they had spent a lot of effort on those materials and even suffered some minor injuries.

Under Claire's guidance, Maureen saw the materials he wanted.

He attached mental perception to his fingers and examined the materials.

While checking, Morin kept nodding his head. Yes, the quality of these materials is very good, even impeccable.

"Okay, please prepare a secret room for me. I'm going to make the potion." Morin retracted his fingers and said lightly.

The wizards couldn't help themselves and wanted to say something, but they didn't say it under Claire's stern gaze.

"Okay, Mr. Morin, the secret room is ready, please follow me."

Claire turned around and took Maureen to the underground area. It was dark there, and there was a staircase winding downwards, leading to a secret room underground.

Morin slowly closed the stone door of the secret room.

After he arranged all kinds of witchcraft and took protective measures, he exhaled deeply.

"Okay, let's start refining now." In the dim secret room, Morin's eyes lit up slightly.

Seven days later, Maureen walked out of the secret room.

His face was slightly pale and he looked in poor condition.

In his hand, he held a black glass jar. A large, twisting black gas mass was surging in the jar and jumping around, but it was unable to escape the seal of the jar.

"Mr. Morin." Claire and the others looked at Morin, exclaimed, and hurried over.

"I need to rest."

Morin said this with a calm expression on his face.

"Yes, of course." Claire bowed.

After having a good sleep and regaining his energy, Maureen and Claire and the others once again entered the underground where Aaron was sealed.

Compared with the last time, Aaron's condition was worse. There was no trace of blood on his face, his cheeks were white and almost transparent, and the black air on the surface of the crystal was getting dimmer and dimmer, and even the shadow of the Black Mando giant snake could not be formed.

"Your Majesty Aaron..." Claire's face was filled with an unconcealable look of worry.

"Claire, all of you please step aside."

Maureen said calmly.

He stretched out his palm and lightly brushed the seal of the glass jar. As the fluctuations of dark energy particles came over, immediately, a lot of black gas in the glass jar surged out.

The black air dissipated in the air, baring its fangs and claws, constantly changing, like a series of constantly changing tiny black snakes.

Maureen smiled.

He made a casting gesture and chanted his unique spell.

The black gas in the air trembled, and then condensed into a huge black snake phantom in the air. The black snake phantom revealed a pair of khaki cold vertical pupils, and then the black snake phantom raised its head, and with a splash, rushed into Aaron's body.

The entire underground seemed to shake violently, and in the instant just now, it seemed as if the shadow of a huge black mando snake flashed in the air.

Inexplicable sounds were heard all around, as if a giant snake raised its head and let out a silent hiss. It seemed real, but also like an illusion.

"Mr. Morin, His Majesty Aaron, he..." Claire felt the change in Aaron's aura slightly, her body trembled, and even her speech sounded a little unnatural.

The same was true for those illusion wizards, and their performance was even worse.

Aaron's aura became stronger, and the black energy on his body was in clusters and more dense than before. No matter who it was, they knew that Aaron's condition was much better than before.

"Okay, let's go out." Maureen looked at Aaron lying quietly in the crystal and smiled.

Outside, Claire and the illusion wizards kept expressing their gratitude to Maureen. The female wizard was almost overwhelmed. After all, the Son of Gintama was too important to them.

After telling Claire and the others that Aaron would wake up in a few days and giving some precautions, Maureen planned to leave.

Before Maureen left, Claire suddenly spoke and called Maureen as if she had thought of something.

"Mr. Morin, I thought of something." Claire said, "Claude from the Oseroba wizard family wants to hire a lot of wizards recently. It is said that he wants to do something in the underground world. The price he offers is very high. Many wizards are tempted and have agreed to be hired by Claude."

Hire a wizard?

Heading to the Underworld?

Morin thought about the fact that they would soon be going to the underground world to complete missions and trade with the dark elves, and he frowned slightly.

"Mr. Maureen, I think this news may be helpful to you." Claire smiled, very gentlemanly.