Chapter 9: Could It Be That I Did Something Wrong?

Materials processing complete.

Lilia stared at the priceless items piled on the lab table.

Only one thought remained in her mind—

Turn Lucia into a spoiled little kitten!

“Humph, just wait and see!”

She clenched her small fists, silver twin tails swaying excitedly.

“Today, I’ll make you, the cold and aloof Demon King, taste the feeling of being conquered!”

She picked up the knife and began slicing the Dreamroot.

Purple light flowed along the blade, each slice neatly cut.

“Fifty grams of Moonstone Powder, with an error of less than 0.1 grams.”

Lilia weighed and muttered to herself.

“This is science! Precise, controllable, and reproducible!”

“Those Alchemists are too careless!”

A silvery-white glow scattered across the floor.

In the corner, Lilith quietly observed the scene.

A Pure Magic Crystal Shard shimmered with a transparent luster in Lilia’s hand.

“With such high magic conductivity, adding ten grams should boost the potion’s effect by thirty percent.”

She recorded the data, feeling secretly pleased.

“By then, Lucia will be completely captivated!”

“Just imagining her in a cat-eared maid outfit… hehe…”

But the real core—the golden “Cat Whisperer Whisker”—was what she anticipated the most.

Lilia leaned closer to the Crystal Box, staring intently at the whisker inside.

Her heart began to race.

A scene played automatically in her mind.

Lucia, wearing a black cat-eared maid outfit, curled up on her lap.

Those usually cold, blood-red eyes became wet and pitiful.

“Mistress… Lilia… I want…”

The tail would sweep restlessly back and forth.

She could almost hear a faint “meow~” sound.

Lilia shook her head fiercely, burying her face in her hands.

“So embarrassing! But… but it feels so good!”

She took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.

“This is only the first step. After making the potion, I still have to find a way to make her drink it.”

“By then… the cold Demon King will become a clingy little kitten.”

“I’ll make her wear the cutest maid outfit!”

“Let her lie on my lap and let me pat her head! And make her call me Mistress!”

Just thinking about it, she started to drool.

She quickly wiped it away.

Lilia opened the Crystal Box, and a fresh natural scent mixed with a faint sweetness poured out.

It was so pleasant, she couldn’t help but want to inhale more.

“This scent… No wonder it’s called Cat Whisperer Whisker, it really has a magical pull.”

The moment her fingertips touched it, a tingling sensation spread.

Not painful, but comfortable.

“Such strong activity.”

“The book says to infuse it with magic before chopping it…”

Lilia frowned.

“But I don’t have any magic.”

She pondered for a moment, and her eyes lit up.

“The essence of magic infusion should be activating the material’s active components through energy stimulation.”

“So if I soak it in warm water, using heat to achieve the same effect, that should work too!”

Yes!

That’s it!

She brought over a bowl of warm water, even checking the temperature—

Forty-five degrees, the optimal temperature for activating biological activity.

The moment the whisker was placed into the water, it began to tremble slightly.

The golden light grew more intense, spreading through the water.

The fragrance also grew stronger.

“It’s reacting! I knew the scientific method would work!”

Lilia was smug.

“Those Alchemists are too rigid, insisting on using magic, when a different approach works just as well!”

She was completely unaware that the whisker’s color was gradually changing from gold to pink.

In the corner, Lilith’s expression shifted from calm to barely suppressed laughter.

A few minutes later, Lilia fished the whisker out of the water and placed it on the cutting board.

The knife fell.

The now pink whisker was sliced into tiny fragments.

Each piece glowed softly and emitted a sweet milky scent.

“Huh? Why did it turn pink?”

She stared at the pile of pink fragments for a few seconds and quickly found an explanation:

“It must be that soaking in warm water altered its chemical structure, shifting it from a golden state to an active pink state.”

“Maybe the effect is even better now!”

The more she thought about it, the more sense it made.

Lilia poured the fragments into the distiller and began heating.

As the temperature rose, the steam changed from pale green to pink.

The fragrance became richer, no longer just a fresh scent, but a sweet, creamy aroma.

Breathing it in made Lilia feel lightheaded.

“…”

One drop. Two drops.

Pale pink liquid dripped slowly into the collection bottle.

Each drop shimmered with a soft glow, almost unreal in its beauty.

“The color is very pure. Should be fine.”

She was about to continue when she caught sight of Lilith standing in the laboratory corner.

The Head Maid had entered without her noticing and was standing there quietly.

Her expression was calm, but Lilia couldn’t shake the feeling that she looked… a bit amused?

“When did you get here?”

“I’ve been here all along.”

Lilith’s voice was steady, with a faint, almost invisible smile on her lips.

“Her Majesty asked me to supervise your experiment progress.”

“Supervise? Don’t tell me you’re trying to steal my formula?”

Lilith coughed lightly. “No.”

“Then why are you standing so close?”

“Just making sure you don’t get hurt.”

As Lilith spoke, her gaze lingered on the bottle of pink liquid for a long time.

Lilia snorted and resumed her work.

Completely unaware that Lilith’s expression had escalated from holding back laughter to waiting to watch the show.

Meanwhile, in the main hall of the Evernight Palace—

Lucia lounged lazily on the throne, a Magic Projection floating before her.

In the image, Lilia was earnestly handling materials.

Her silver twin tails swayed with each movement, her small face filled with excitement.

“Warm water infusion… quite creative.”

Her voice was low and pleased.

“Too bad she doesn’t know that when Cat Whisperer Whisker meets forty-five-degree warm water, it shifts from ‘subjugation mode’ to ‘enchantment mode.’”

“The original effect was to make the drinker obedient and docile.”

“But now…”

Lucia chuckled softly.

“It’ll cause a backlash on the maker herself, producing strong dependency and desire for intimacy.”

“And because she added so much Catnip Extract… tsk.”

Lucia continued watching the projection.

Watching that little one step by step fall into the trap prepared for her.

“Looks like I’ll be seeing a cute little silver kitten soon.”

Back in the laboratory, Lilia began the final fusion step.

She added all the prepared materials to the cauldron in the specified proportions.

Dreamroot, Moonstone Powder, Pure Magic Crystal Shard…

Finally, the bottle of pink essential oil.

“Keep the temperature at seventy degrees, and maintain a steady stirring frequency…”

She was completely focused, her hands steady, stirring with second-level precision.

The liquid in the cauldron began to change.

The various materials gradually fused, their colors shifting from a chaotic blend to a unified shade.

Finally, it turned into a bright, dreamy pink.

No explosions.

No smoke.

No accidents.

Only a sweet fragrance slowly spreading.

Lilia froze.

“No… no explosion?”

“This is my first time making a potion without blowing up the lab!”

“I… I did it?!”

She kept stirring.

The liquid grew brighter, changing from light pink to vivid peach.

It began to emit a gentle glow.

The scent became even richer.

It carried a warmth that made people want to get closer, to embrace it.

Lilia took a deep breath, intoxicated.

“…”

Her whole body felt light, her mood more blissful than ever before.

After confirming the potion was completely stable, she stopped.

The liquid in the cauldron stood still, radiating a pink halo.

Lilia’s hands trembled with excitement.

She picked up the book, turning to the description of the “Mind-Surrender Potion.”

“A successful potion should emit a deep blue glow, smell bitter, and have a sticky texture…”

She looked at the book, then at the cauldron.

Pink light.

Sickeningly sweet milk scent. Thin, clear liquid.

“Completely different.”

Lilia fell into brief contemplation.

“Did I make a mistake?”