After working all night, and being delayed due to the group of cats and the big moth, when someone returned to the Holy City, Fin had just returned to Estali's home using the flash technique. There are less than a few minutes left before the math class starts.
Lin, who was listless, called to the two girls: "Who is that? Do you know where the vitality potion went?"
Hearing the thumping of footsteps, Halumi, who happened to be in the room, hurriedly found the magic potion that their teacher asked for and delivered it to them. Holding the large bottle full of light brown liquid with both hands, the girl asked worriedly: "Teacher, why didn't you come back all night? And, what is the one you just sent back?"
"I'm in a hurry to go to class. I'll talk about those things when I get back. And the things I just sent back are very precious. Although they are dirty, they don't need to be cleaned. They can just be put directly into our treasure house."
There are three warehouses in the new home, one is an ordinary warehouse; the other is for grain storage, which contains refrigeration and freezing equipment. The last one is a treasure house dedicated to precious items and magic materials. Of course, there will be anti-theft and insurance measures.
After Lin gave a few hurried instructions, he stared helplessly at the large bottle of magic potion.
The Vitality Potion is what someone considers to be the greatest magical potion invention in the Lost World, greater than any resurrection potion. It can not only expel fatigue and refocus the scattered spirit, but also enhance sensory acuity and enhance physical strength and endurance. Not only can you drink it when you are tired, but drinking it at ordinary times will also have a significant boosting effect.
And this vitality potion is not like the stimulants or drugs on earth, which have chemical side effects or addiction problems. Vitality potions have no side effects, the materials are not very precious or rare, and the effects last for a long time.
In other words, as long as the masters have needs, they can completely rely on injecting vitality potions, and then stay up for days and nights to focus on the matters at hand. Whether it's fighting or making precious props and equipment.
But the biggest reason why this hasn't become the norm is... this stuff tastes fucking awful.
Think of what the earth’s bitter tea tastes like. Then you have to drink a large bottle of bitter tea, equivalent to 700 ml, in one go to achieve the maximum effect. If you only take a sip, I am afraid that the effect will only last for a few minutes, and you may feel even more tired after the effect wears off. In this case, it is better not to drink it.
Therefore, except for magicians who are addicted to self-abuse, no one would often drink vitality potions. It was only under forced circumstances that he would drink this potion that was so unpleasant that it would make people doubt their life. It can be said that the vitality potion is the best embodiment of the Midi version of "good medicine tastes bitter".
In order to cheer up and teach the next math class, someone had to pinch his nose and drink another bottle of vitality potion. Sometimes I think that the reason why people cheer up after drinking the vitality potion is not caused by the magical effect in the potion, but because it tastes too unpleasant.
After finally gulping down the large can of vitality potion and resisting the feeling of vomiting, Lin realized that it was already past the start time of the mathematics class. Without further ado, he flashed to the podium of the lecture theater in the Mathematics Building of Kabanbai College.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry that I'm a little late. Let's start class now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin realized that the atmosphere in the classroom was not right, and there was a very depressing emotion permeating the air. But the masters who should be sitting quietly in their seats, waiting for someone to start giving lectures, are now standing, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The crowds were standing either densely or sparsely, but there was one place where no one was standing at all. Taking a closer look, there was a strange person sitting there. An unsheathed long sword was placed on the table. Next to the sword were his two legs.
The man who everyone feared was like a tiger or a wolf, but he had an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling. He was the aristocratic young man who happened to show his face when Lin was in trouble at the Adventurer's Guild and solved the problem.
Although I used the forum index to find his identity, I couldn't find any useful information. And because it wasn't an important matter, someone didn't take it to heart until we met again today.
Just seeing him sitting alone made others afraid to sit down. Academy Principal Kabamba and a group of his former comrades stood at the forefront of the crowd, confronting the young man. But compared to the tense atmosphere of those veteran magicians, the noble young man looked quite indifferent.
Lin, who was confused about the situation, could only shout in front of the podium. "Everyone, get ready for class. Please take your seats."
The sudden interruption made Lin instantly become the focus of everyone. This made someone very uncomfortable. After all, everyone looked like they were ready to kill. But just by looking at it, he could tell who the crux of the problem was, so Lin said: "My friend, thanks to your help last time, I solved a moderate trouble. But next time is my math class time, if If you are willing to listen, maybe we can ask the dean to add another group of seats temporarily. If you are just looking for me, there is a very comfortable lounge next to it. Please wait there for a while. I will talk to you after I finish my class. how?"
The other party's dress is different from the last time we met. He doesn't have one set of clothes to dominate the world, so it can basically be ruled out that the other party is a fool who only has a set of aristocratic clothes and dares to show off.
But he doesn't have any noble crest on his body, so his identity cannot be seen. This is a very disrespectful behavior among the aristocracy. Only villains who intend to do sinister and bad things would not dare to disclose their identities.
It's just that the other party's attitude is different from before, which makes Lin a little unsure about how to deal with this young man. In particular, the appearance of the other party is slightly different from what I had in mind. The person in front of me has a full head of black hair with a hint of purple.
"Oh, then what do you think you are doing here with nothing to do like me?" The noble young man put down his feet, put one hand on the table, and supported his chin. Look at someone with interest.
"Looking for an answer?" Lin said while making preparations for class.
"Oh, me? Looking for answers? Why don't I know what answers I'm looking for?" the noble young man asked mockingly.
"Of course it is necessary. Because you asked me such a question, doesn't it mean that you haven't even thought about what to do next, right?"
After tilting his head and thinking for a moment, the young man said, "Well, there is actually a statement in the world that I agree with."
"So, for what reason did you come here?"
"Oh, you're the one asking the question. This is really something I'm not used to, but I'll answer you mercifully." The young man picked up the long sword, walked down the steps slowly, and said:
"Because I heard others say that my father, who thought he had the power in the world, but in fact could not even control his own son, was rejected by a magician. He thought he was righteous and sent out his incompetent subordinates. But no one can successfully bring that magician back. So I am very curious about how bad the people he sent are. The first time we met, the impression you gave me was no different from that group of incompetent people. Live timidly and cautiously; draw a boundary and restrain yourself. So I want to listen to the math class you teach to see what is so special about it that can attract some stupid people who don’t think for themselves. But look Get up, I'm still as unpopular as before. But that's okay, maybe we can just skip to step three."
"The third step? What is it? Invite me again instead of your father. By the way, I don't know who your father is yet." Lin said casually. The next moment, his eyes were dazzled, and the bright white sword blade was already approaching.
Subconsciously closing his eyes and leaning back, Lin could even feel his eyelids being cut open. At this time, the flashing technique was activated, taking the person back a long distance.
For the second assault, Lin, who was prepared, took action again. But he didn't have time to look at the tactical judgment given by any program, and a white flame came straight forward from the sword!
Because it was an unreserved charge, the young man who originally wanted to deflect the sword and continue the attack changed his moves at the last moment. Avoiding the sword blade facing Hagiri, he flicked his wrist, slapped the sword spine, and deflected the magician's attack. Then he made a wrong move, changed his move, and called out to the magician again.
After Haggiri was knocked away by a huge force, Lin also changed his moves, holding the sword with both hands, completely ignoring the opponent's attack, and was about to perform a horizontal slash. According to common sense, he would be stabbed first, with no hope of hurting the other person.
But the premise is that both parties maintain their current positions. For Lin, the real killer move is the flash technique, which teleports him behind the enemy in front of him. This attack completely becomes an attack from a blind corner.
There was just a feeling on the young man's sword, but suddenly it failed again, and at the same time there was a loud sound of wind behind him. He didn't bother to look back to confirm, but lowered his head and crouched down to speed up his forward movement. The white flames flashed across the back of his head in a thrilling manner. At the same time, his left hand rested on the ground, using his hand as an axis, he quickly turned around and continued to attack.
Lin, who was suddenly in crisis, faced a rapid attack he had never experienced before. The operating condition of the self-defensive flash technique is that within a very short distance, the flash technique will be activated only when the behavior conforms to a certain attack pattern is close. As long as the attack from too far away does not hurt yourself, there will be no reaction, thus avoiding too many false triggers.
But the opponent's speed almost broke through the calculation speed of his own dream tower's programmed magic. Every sword strike hurt him. Although they are only flesh wounds, the flash spell will be activated before the damage is deeper.
The occasional counterattack was only carried out after receiving three or four moves from the opponent, and it never posed a threat.
I thought I could easily deal with a demon lord and a king-level demon insect, but I should have the ability to run amok. Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to Lost Land, he would meet a strong man who chased him all over the world. What particularly shocked me was that the opponent was not a magician, but a swordsman, a swordsman who had honed his speed and skills to a considerable degree.
Whenever he attacks from the opponent's blind spot, his limbs can always make incredible movements to avoid or counterattack. What's more important is that the opponent seems to understand the threat of the Haggiri sword's edge, and the long sword in his hand never faces it. Either he avoided it, or he slapped the sword spine to deflect his own attack.
A sense of absurdity filled this battle that was so fast that it could barely catch up with the taillights of the opponent's car. Someone had an idea: The demon lord and king-level demonic insects they encountered before must be parallel imports!
