Diana's behavior was really strange.

However, Morin did not intend to ask too many questions. He came to Gintama's hands just to get the knowledge he wanted and understand the true form and appearance of the wizarding world, that's all.

At first, Morin could pretend to fail in refining the potion, but after a while, Morin saw the information about the remaining recipes of ancient potions and was really interested. So he was able to successfully refine the potion, and tried hard to control the probability of success, making it seem very low.

This is what he thought the probability was very low, but in fact, the success rate he showed was already very good in the eyes of everyone.

"I've just read the relevant knowledge and have a little understanding of things like ancient potions." Morin explained to others. His voice was flat when he spoke, as if it was just the way it was.

After a while, Morin became a little famous.

"Thank you anyway." Diana pursed her lips, looking cute and lovely. She tilted her head slightly, as if she had thought of something, and said, "By the way, didn't you want the witchcraft decipherment of the ancient Turing potion last time?"

Diana said, extending her hand.

With a faint flash of silver light, in an instant, a silver scroll appeared in her hand.

"Here." Diana handed over the scroll.

After giving Maureen the instructions for the witchcraft potion, Diana moved her body, and without saying a word, she turned into countless yellow bubbles and disappeared completely in the air in an instant.

Morin narrowed his eyes slightly and put the scroll into his void pocket.

"Tsk tsk, Morin, Morin, ah Morin, you are not only excellent in refining potions, but you have also successfully established a good relationship with the genius Diana. I really envy you." Elson came over and said again. He was very short, about 1.5 meters, much shorter than Morin, but at this time he was laughing, with an expression on his face that every man understood.

The expression on Morin's face was somewhat speechless.

He really didn't know what to say.

"Molin, don't be like this. Don't you know that Diana is one of the three great geniuses of our Gintama?"

Elson shouted in a slightly exaggerated tone, "We in the Gintama Hand are constantly recruiting sorcerers, but there are three people who are geniuses who will never fall in our Gintama Hand."

"They all have unique and powerful bloodlines. It's no exaggeration to say that they are the leaders of our younger generation of Gintama."

"These three people are Diana, Modi, and...Aaron!"

"Diana's bloodline is the Cuckoo Bird, which is a very mysterious and strange bloodline. It has extremely strong capabilities in detection and testing, and its combat ability is not weak at all. As for the full capabilities and specific bloodline of the Cuckoo Bird, except for Diana, I guess no one can explain it clearly."

"Modi's bloodline is the flamingo, a bird whose entire body is bathed in flames. This bloodline enables Modi to naturally master the power of fire, and his recovery ability is extremely strong. In the end, he can even regenerate severed limbs instantly."

"As for the last person, Aaron, he has been here the shortest, but he is indeed the most powerful among the three!"

"The blood in his body is an unknown bloodline. It is said to be from the Black Mando Lava Serpent of Purgatory. This is a subspecies of the Pankora Scarlet Serpent, the Son of Purgatory, in the legend."

As Elson spoke, a hint of longing appeared in his eyes.

"Oh." Morin nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Aaron...

He felt a little pity.

He thought back to the time when Aaron parted ways with him in the Parsis subcontinent, saying he was going to the Wizarding Continent. He didn't expect that so much time had passed.

Aaron, yes Aaron, Maureen thought of his old friend and let out a sigh of relief.

"Molin, do you know the Son of Gintama? This is the title of the future successor of our entire Gintama Hand. As long as you can become the Son of Gintama, you will be able to receive a large amount of resources. And maybe, you will be taken into the depths by the high priest to meet the portraits of the powerful warlocks who died in the Gintama Hands of the past and get some inheritance."

"Son of Gintama, this is the future owner of the entire Gintama hand."

As Elson spoke, envy appeared in his eyes. He thought carefully and said, "I think Aaron is the one who is most likely to become the Hand of Gintama. His bloodline is so extraordinary that among the three, he became the most powerful one in the shortest time."

"And he is so young." Elson said at the end, it was no longer envy, but jealousy.

"You can destroy the tree elf bloodline in you. Maybe you will have a chance to become a better existence and become a fourth-level warlock, surpassing the so-called Son of Silver Soul in one fell swoop."

Maureen said half-jokingly.

"Come on, if my bloodline was replaced, I would have died long ago. Do you still want to become a so-called fourth-level warlock? I'm thankful that I'm not dead." Elson rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

They walked outside while talking.

At this time, they realized that the outside was blocked. Many warlocks had the same expression on their faces and kept pointing and talking about something.

"What's wrong?" Elson was a little surprised.

Morin looked forward, and then he saw some people appearing in front of him.

Some people in silver robes respectfully surrounded a young man, separating the warlocks who wanted to get closer.

The young man in the lead, Morin, was very familiar.

At the beginning, they left the Sklan territory together, went to join the Dark Forest together, and then separated.

He is not someone else.

It's Aaron.

"Maureen." Aaron saw Maureen and his face showed excitement.

"Long time no see, Aaron."

Under Elson's dreamy and unbelievable look, Maureen greeted Aaron and smiled.

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Gintama's Hand.

Main hall.

The dome building is tall and deep, and scattered skylight shines down from the dome, casting a bright light and illuminating the surroundings.

"It turns out that Maureen and Aaron are friends. I never expected that. I really didn't expect that."

"It's interesting."

A warlock in a silver robe was listening to a person below telling about the sensation that had just happened in the pharmacy department. He touched his chin and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.

This warlock looks like a young man, but he is very old. His name is Gawain, and he is a priest of the Hand of Gintama.

Fourth level warlock.

After the High Priest of the Gintama Hand suddenly told them to go into seclusion, the only four remaining Gintama Hand priests became the most supreme and powerful beings in the entire Gintama Hand.

"We have always wanted to find the Purgatory World through the Black Mando Lava Serpent bloodline in Aaron, but we have tried many times and have never succeeded." Gawain said, with a hint of passion in his eyes, and said: "That is the Purgatory World."

"Among the endless planes of the world, this is the most ordinary and at the same time the most special world."

"It would be great if we could find the world of Purgatory."

"How could Aaron be the son of Gintama? From the beginning to the end, we just used him to find the Purgatory World. It has always been like this."

Gawain listened to the words of the warlock below and sneered with disdain.

He waved the warlock away.

"As for that Morin..." Gavin tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, as if he was lost in thought, and said, "Since he knows Aaron, then there is no problem with Morin's identity."

"That old woman, Flynn, asked Maureen to refine many residual recipes of ancient potions through Diana. Humph, did she think that none of us knew about this?"

Jia Wen had no good intentions. There was a constant flash of calculation in his eyes. He said, "You are good at refining ancient potions, right? Good, very good."

"We have discovered a new plane this time, and we need to organize some people to explore it together. So, let's give Morin a spot."

"I just included what I wanted in their reward. I don't believe that Morin would not be tempted by the high reward I offered."

"This concerns the promotion of third-level warlocks."

The silver-robed warlock Jia Wen stretched and said, "Of course, I won't mark the real impact of getting that thing. Morin, if you die from the energy erosion and infection, and your whole body corrodes and dies, don't blame me."

"Well, I almost forgot. First of all, Morin has to survive."