"Shut up! You will not fail!"
Ron abruptly interrupted the words that were almost like a final bequest:
"Even if something goes wrong, I'm here. I've prepared plenty of potions to suppress mutations, ready to intervene at any time."
This was actually a comforting lie; once the bloodline activation begins, external forces can hardly intervene.
If Andre truly undergoes a complete mutation, Ron's options are quite limited—perhaps he can only make the end easier.
But at this moment, what the other needs is confidence, not fear.
"I understand."
Andre took a deep breath, clearly aware of this himself: "Then, let's begin."
He lifted the potion bottle, nodded at Ron in acknowledgment, then drank it all in one go.
The moment the potion touched his mouth, Andre's expression became extraordinarily complex—first surprise, then pain, and finally a trance-like euphoria.
