my age of magic

Chapter 809 309. Crazy Stimulant Potion

I didn't answer Qige's question. I'm not interested in the third prince Eric's ball, but Lucia and Qige asked the same question these two days. It seems that they take it very seriously. for this dance.

So I asked her: "So what's your opinion, do you want me to go or not?"

Qige's face was troubled, and when her curved eyebrows were frowned, she was so playful and cute.

"Of course I want you to participate in this kind of upper-level social activities, but I don't want you to go!" Qige said with a look of confusion.

Thinking of practicing meditation as soon as possible, so that the magic level can be raised quickly, so I said to Qige: "Then... I won't go!"

She glanced at me with clear eyes, and then said: "Since you have become a distinguished third-class earl, you are naturally qualified to participate in this kind of ball, and participating in this kind of ball will have many benefits for you." The good thing is that you will definitely make some new friends at the ball, and these friends are some very outstanding young nobles, as well as members of wealthy noble families, no matter who you make friends with, they will be of great help to you."

I asked Qiger, "Like Noah?"

Qige nodded, and then Qige said with a little embarrassment: "It's just that I was destined to be Welsh's female partner at that ball, and I couldn't invite you personally, so... I asked Lucia to invite you Prom."

I can understand the meaning in Qige's eyes, and Qige probably doesn't want me to see her and Wales together, worrying that this will make our relationship a little delicate, and maybe there will be a little bit of estrangement , but these disadvantages are all overshadowed by the benefits that can be brought by participating in the ball.

It was never a good idea for me to get Lucia to invite me to Prince Eric's ball.

Lucia has so many admirers in the Royal Academy of Magic, once she and I both appear at the ball between the wealthy and nobles in the upper class of the imperial capital, wouldn't it be that I will be targeted by everyone and hated by those admirers of Lucia? ah.

And those members of the Angibold royal family have inextricably linked with Yingli. Since the Prince of Wales knows about my relationship with Yingli, who knows whether Prince Eric will know, when the time comes, Lu and I It must have been embarrassing for Thea to be at the dance together.

So I winked at Qiger and said, "I don't need Lucia to invite me to Prince Eric's ball, I can do it myself!"

Qige looked at me suspiciously, not knowing where my so-called method came from.

Afterwards, I told her that Mrs. Aliya wanted some gold essence solution, and asked her to go to Francis Scholar to find a way.Unexpectedly, Qige readily agreed this time.

Last time, when Qige heard that Mrs. Alia was holding an extremely large amount of rune metal plate indebtedness, she refused Mrs. Alia's request to meet with almost no consideration.

But now, Qige's tone is a little more relaxed. At least she readily agreed to help Mrs. Alia get some gold essence solution. I don't know why Qige's attitude changed, but at least this is the side I want to see .

However, Qige wanted me to continue persuading Mrs. Aliya, and asked her to take some time to make a batch of rune metal plates for the exhaust fan according to the rune metal plate samples we provided.

The rune metal plate that Qige handed over to Mrs. Alia's workshop for production can only be regarded as the roughest magic circle. Printing such elementary magic lines can greatly reduce the workload of the inscription master.

San Carlos Province is the largest industrial base of the Grimm Empire. The rune metal plates produced here account for almost half of the entire Grimm Empire.

Although Mrs. Alia is just a widow of the Babington family, her husband is the first in line heir of the Babington family. some influence.

Relying on the property left by Colin, Mrs. Alia has been doing well in the past few years, at least on the surface.

Qige pondered for a while, then called the lizard maid Takama in, and then told her: "Go and tell the people outside that the new batch of exhaust fans will not be produced until at least half a month later. At that time, these exhaust fans will naturally be sent to their magic shop, and now, it is useless to guard the door of my laboratory."

Takama agreed and walked outside.

She was wearing a tight-fitting leather armor, which set off her graceful figure. When she turned and walked out, the rhythm of her body had the characteristics of a jungle warrior. Every time she turned around, she always tried to wait and see the situation around her, and then Take a step.

Later, Qige and I came to the laboratory in front of the mountains of red copper rune metal plates, with a proud face on his face, he said to me: "Ji Jia, you may not be able to imagine that in the past few days, those magic exhaust fans How popular it is, since we promoted the exhaust fans in those research institutes, the magic merchants in the magic shops on the first floor flew over like a group of flies that smelled fishy, ​​wanting to compete for the consignment of magic exhaust fans right."

It turned out that what made Qige change his mind was the orders that flew in like snowflakes. Neither I nor Qige had imagined that there would be so many people wanting to buy this extremely simple exhaust fan.

I said, "Of course that's great!"

Later, he was worried that this extremely simple exhaust fan magic circle would be imitated, so he said to her: "This kind of life magic item is not too difficult to make, I am afraid that the blueprint will be imitated soon. Go for it, otherwise it would be a good business."

I heard Qige grinning, and said confidently: "If they want to imitate, let them imitate. However, the tornado magic circle that I designed in miniature is not so easy to imitate... ..."

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Qig led me out of Francis Scholar's laboratory.

I got a bottle of gold essence solution as I wished, and I also got a promise from the Francis scholar, which was a temporary magic contract. , three metal conversion operations per month, and the validity period must be maintained until after the first heavy snow falls this year.

The self-esteemed Francis scholar was very polite in front of Qige, with smiles in his eyes, just like an amiable grandfather, and he would not put on his notorious ugly face at all. He just kept smiling and looking at Qige, no matter what Qige said, he would agree.

Walking in the inner corridor filled with the fragrance of the Hongjin Kapok, the marble pillars on both sides are carved with reliefs of wars in the plane, and the dense branches of several Hongjin Kapok trees protrude from the corridor into the round arched stone door. The blooming red stamens continuously discharge traces of crimson pollen into the air, and the faint fragrance is mixed with those pollen.

I followed Qige, chasing her footsteps, and finally couldn't help asking the question hidden in my heart. I smiled and asked her in a low voice: "I said Miss Qi, I heard that the Francis scholar is in the imperial magic academy. Li is a bad-tempered magic scholar, and many people are unwilling to deal with him, why can't I see where his temper is blowing?"

Qige was wearing a gorgeous magic robe, shuttling through the inner corridor like a dark green butterfly.

It seemed that she had got rid of the messy mood, she gave me a winking eye fringe, and there was a vague smile on her bright red lips.He proudly said to me: "You should just squat at the door of Francis's laboratory and wait, and see what kind of expression he looks like when someone else finds him."

Qige is in a good mood, her smile is like a warm spring breeze, she said to me one by one with her fingers: "Francis from the Alchemy Research Department, Enoch from the Space Magic Research Department, Yeji from the Inscription Research Department The three of Si can be said to be the worst-tempered magic scholars in our academy."

I stared at Qige dumbfounded. I didn't expect that among the most unpopular magic scholars in the magic academy, the Yerkes scholar was on the list.

Qige sat down on the stone bench next to the corridor and motioned for me to sit next to her. This was outside the Academy of Magic. I thought it would be better to restrain myself, so I leaned on the marble columns and leaned against those solid stones with my back. On the hard relief, it hurts a lot.

Qige rolled over the long eyelashes like a brush, glanced at me and asked, "Do you think why Francis Scholar is so easy to talk to when he sees me?"

I nodded quickly.

Qige reached out and took out a bottle of magic potion from his bosom, and said to me: "Facing this kind of lunatic in the academic field of magic, you can't expect a beautiful and delicate face and a noble identity to make him completely admire and defeat him. There are only academic things, and I happen to be a scholar of magic pharmacy, and he is destined to ask me for some things, so he will naturally be very polite to me."

Looking at the green thick liquid with bubbles constantly bubbling in Qige's hand, even if I didn't smell a strange smell, it would still make me feel a little nauseous. The restless magic breath coming out of the cork made me smell the devil's breath. The smell of blood.

Qige told me that just two days before returning to the imperial capital from the plane of Hierro, Qige had been researching the magical properties of 'devil's blood' in the laboratory for the past few days, and it happened to be in a bottle of stimulant potion. A drop of devil's blood was dripped inside, turning the pale pink stimulant potion into this green viscous liquid like thick phlegm.

Before he had time to test the medicinal properties of this potion, he was found by a magic assistant from the Department of Alchemy, who said that Francis, an alchemist, had passed out in the laboratory due to extreme exhaustion of his body. I want a bottle of stimulant potion to wake up the Francis scholar, and the experiment in charge will be completely ruined.

Qige was researching the properties of 'Devil's Blood' at the time, so of course he didn't have time to pay attention to the magic assistant who asked for help, not to mention that the person he wanted to save was the notorious Francis scholar, Qige was not in the mood at all, so he waved his hand Signal Takama to take the magic assistant away.

But the magic assistant mistakenly thought that Qige was referring to the green thick potion on the shelf beside him, so he walked over and took the only bottle of magic potion from the shelf. Takama saw him walking over in a fair manner Taking the potion, he also thought that Qige instructed him, so he didn't stop him, and let him take away the bottle of potion that had just been developed and hadn't been tested yet.

However, at this time, Qige was immersed in watching the reaction of a drop of 'Devil's Blood' on the test bench, and ignored the magic assistant at all, and didn't know that he had taken a bottle of potion from the laboratory.

So under such a blunder, the bottle of thick green stimulant potion was taken away by the magic assistant who came to ask for help, and he went back to the Alchemy Department and poured it directly into Francis Scholar.

As for the consequences, Francis woke up quickly within 3 minutes, then completed the experiment excitedly, and remained excited for 24 hours, and then lay in bed for another week.

I took the bottle in my hand, leaned over to sniff the mouth of the bottle carefully, and then asked Qige: "You mixed a little of that in your potion?"

Qig nodded.

I stared curiously at the bubbling bubbles in the potion bottle, and asked her, "What's the use of this potion?"

Qiger said seriously: "It can make an extremely tired person feel as excited as a male dog in heat for 24 hours after drinking it. I call it Number Five."

I couldn't help asking: "Is there any side effect after drinking it?"

Qige gave me a blank look, and said angrily, "What do you think?"

That meaning is like mocking me: Which bottle of magic potion made by my mother has no side effects?

I asked Qige: "But...is it for this thing? Can he show such a good temper?"

Qige smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "Through research, I found that the blood of the devil is really a powerful magic potion, but after taking this thing, it will gradually become dependent and addictive..."

"You mean that Francis Scholar is addicted?" When I thought of the evil place called Devil's Blood, I also felt creepy.

Qige gave me a blank look before asking back: "Is this how you treat a potion master?"

In fact, although Scholar Francis was not addicted to 'Devil's Blood', he gradually became dependent on it. This is where he got Qige. Qige rejected Scholar Francis several times. In terms of research, the Francis scholar is like a lunatic, regardless of day and night, regardless of his own physical strength, so this medicine that can keep Francis in a state of excitement for 24 hours after exhaustion is like A lifesaver for Francis scholars.

As a result, the Francis scholar saw Qige and became like this.

Hearing Qige tell the reason for this incident, I can only remind Qige that you must pay attention to the amount of 'devil's blood'. The toxicity of this thing is greater than the benefits it can bring.

Before leaving the Academy of Magic, I went to the exhibition hall in the laboratory of Schindji University and took a look at Deborah. Every time I went there, I felt that her heartbeat would become faster in the nutrition jar, although She still hasn't woken up, but she can be seen struggling strongly in a coma, and she seems to be able to clearly perceive my existence.

She wanted to wake up from her deep sleep, but she couldn't wake up due to physical reasons. She told Deborah to come back to see her in two days, and then left the Institute of Magic with the gold essence solution.

(End of this chapter)