Chapter 137: First Act 8 Euphemia's Suspicion

'Just where is that guy?'

I looked at the Location Tracker potion I created. What should I call this potion in the first place?

"Hey, Marie, what do you think would be an appropriate name for this potion?" I asked Marie, who was dressing me up from behind.

Marie looked at the purplish potion that had a hint of white glow in it. "Is that the potion that locates a person, Lady Euphemia?" Marie asked as she looked at it curiously.

"Yes, I've been thinking of names that are appropriate for this masterpiece, you see. But considering Adrian also made one, can I even give a potion like this a name to begin with?" 

I pondered. The alchemic rules emphasized the monopolization of our products. 

What I made was something that Adrian created first, so it would be a big problem if this potion ever came out into the public without his consent.