The deep purple liquid shivering in Elijah’s hand was blatantly evil.
“You’re thinking that it's poison, right?”
Saeki squinted his eyes at Elijah when he said that.
Elijah turned his face to the side and gave a deep sigh. This was just like when he met that girl in the goblin dungeon. Stephanie was paralyzed from a poisoned arrow and had thought that the cure potion was poison.
‘Why did the System make the cure potion purple!’ Elijah complained. ’I think it's a nice color for a magic potion, but it also looks like poison!’
“Look, I know what it looks like, but it's really not poison. Why would I try to poison your mum? I could have used my sword, but I held back right?”
Elijah had a point, but it was hard to trust a stranger out of mere logic when your fear tells you something else. It was like when a man invited a girl to his house and offered her a cocktail.