A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 65 Brave

Answer me. Why do you want to kill me?
Amid the sound of rushing water, Quinn looked at himself in the mirror in silence.

It’s been almost seven years.

He had thought he had forgotten it long ago, never to think about it again, but unexpectedly, these words came out of his mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a little complicated. He scooped up some water to wash his face, shook his head, and like countless midnight dreams in the past, he pushed these useless memories to the back of his mind and focused on the present.

His beard had grown to his ears, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders, looking out of place.

If we add the age in lunar years according to the custom in my hometown, the man in the mirror would look like he is thirty years old.

The changes are not as big as I imagined.

The facial features are more profound and the skin is a little rougher, which makes the man in the mirror more mature.

This slight change would probably go unnoticed, far less noticeable than the hair and beard. He had never looked young before, and even during puberty, few people would have mistaken him for a teenager if he weren't wearing a school uniform.

He knew that he had always lacked "vitality" - that was a luxury that only people with dreams and desires were worthy of possessing. He did not feel sorry for not having these things.

He wanted to watch it a little longer.

The father in my memory died at this age.

In the mirror, I can vaguely see that confused figure, with the same unshaven beard and no vitality.

Quinn looked at him for a long time, but still felt that he was not like him. At least he looked like a decent human being, wearing a high-end black robe, and his body was extremely healthy after the extraordinary baptism, without even dark circles under his eyes.

This was a good thing, and although no one would be pleased, Quinn smiled anyway.

".What are you laughing at?"

Ankua walked into the bathroom, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"What happened to your hair? Did Amamiya Nene trim your beard?"

"No. It must be the effect of the hero's potion. My hair has turned white—"

Quinn turned off the faucet and shook the water off the knife in his hand.

"I picked up this broken knife from Amemiya Ningning's office. It's too blunt to shave at all. Looks like I'll have to be a wild man for a while."

Ankuya walked over to Quinn and saw the knife covered in strange runes. He shook his head and said, "This is a ritual knife, used for divination. How can you shave without a sharp blade?"

He took out his wand, chanted a spell, and the tip of the wand lit up with a sharp light.

"I'll help you fix it."

Quinn didn't expect that arcane magic could be used in this way, and his black hair fell off in clumps.

Ankuya is like a diligent barber. He not only cuts the hair short, but also plans the hairstyle carefully.

"Judging from the color of your eyes, did it work?"

The man in the mirror had a pair of black pupils - no longer the dark brown common among Asians, but pure black.

The eyes are very similar to those of the hero's descendant, Amemiya Ningning, but they are deeper, and the look in her eyes makes people feel mysterious and strange.

"Success."

"You did very well."

As Ankuya cut the hair, he said, "Dean Hemo noticed that the lights in the auditorium were turned off. This shouldn't have happened. Luckily, I was watching closely and was able to get him away in time. Did you run into any witnesses?"

Quinn was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Everything went smoothly."

He concealed the fact that Hemo's snake demon and Amamiya Ningning saved him. If the academy could really block the Demon King's surveillance, then this matter would not be known to Ankuya.

He knew that both of them had some misunderstandings about him.

One of them is backed by Grindelwald Academy, and the other is backed by the Cavendish family. Both are top forces in the world. If this misunderstanding is used properly,
Quinn had a crazy idea.

But you have to do it step by step and carefully to deceive everyone.

"The academy is so big, why did Dean He Mo notice that the lights in the auditorium were turned off?"

"Who knows? This monster, who has survived the demon-slaying war, is too suspicious. Whether it's his age or his scheming, he's too old to be guessed."

Quinn asked thoughtfully, "What is the upper age limit for humans in this world?"

"If the rich and noble can live to around 120 years old, regardless of the cost, their youth can be prolonged through drugs and religious means. Arcane masters can develop their internal circuits to their limits and use mana to maintain life activities. Even snakes like Hemo, who are over 300 years old, are reaching their end. There are very few cases of snakes exceeding 400 years old."

"What about the extraordinary ones?"

"Heh," Ankua smiled, "Transcendents usually die during the ascension ceremony before the age of thirty."

"Cool." Quinn clapped his hands in relief. "Help me find another Sequence 9 potion for the Combat Fate. Why didn't you tell me earlier that the Hero Fate allows dual cultivation?"

".Dual cultivation?"

Ankuya paused for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on and muttered, "No wonder."

"You do not know?"

"No one knows. Every generation of heroes has presented themselves as different combat classes. I originally thought that was a disguise for the hero's destiny. No wonder the hero's destiny is so much stronger than the combat class. Ha, it's really unreasonable."

Quinn once asked Ankua if it was possible to take two fateful potions at the same time and master two or even more extraordinary powers.

He said that if you want to die, just do it this way. It is fast and steady, and if you are lucky, you can even give the local cult some surprises.

Taking two potions simultaneously does have a certain chance of success at Sequence Nine, and the supernatural powers gained are doubled, as expected, far stronger than those of a normal Sequence Nine. However, those who do this typically do not survive more than three years, either committing suicide or transforming into something unspeakable. Historically, several lunatics have achieved dual fates at Sequence Eight, using every possible means. Their survival hinges on the similarities between their two fates—but becoming a Sequence Eight leads to even faster death. Once supernatural traits are established within the body, there's no way to expel them except through death. Two active supernatural traits cannot coexist peacefully; the only outcome is a shattered soul, reduced to a transformed monster.

Sequence eight is the end of the dual-sequence parallel development. Going any further will lead to certain death, and there is no possibility of any advancement.

"Sequence Nine potions are easy to make. The ingredients can be collected at the academy. Wait a couple of days. I'll introduce you to a combat instructor and you can use his advice to make your choice."

"teacher?"

"...an old drunkard." Ankua paused, "But he's very strong. If you can learn even a little bit of his skills, it will be enough to kill the hero."

"Speaking of which, I've come into contact with Celia. The British princess."

Quinn briefly recounted his experience with Celia.

Ankuya froze, a rare look of surprise appearing on his face.

"Is the girl you see playing the piano Celia?"

"I thought you knew." Quinn sighed. "Really, please refer to the real thing. You won't be able to recognize it by looking at the photo."

".It can't be helped. Celia's adoptive father is the former chief court arcanist of Britain. Among the graduates of the academy over the past few decades, he is also a rare and capable person."

Ankuya said helplessly, "With his level, if he stayed at the academy to teach, he would definitely become the director. But this man was extremely loyal to the former British king and protected Celia from beginning to end. It was three years ago when I went to take her photo, and I never went back for fear of arousing suspicion. Who would have known that in just three years, that rustic little maid would grow up to be so beautiful? Do you think she is a time traveler?"

Quinn pondered for a long time.

"It's hard to say, but the possibility is probably quite low. I don't see any characteristics of a time traveler in her, but she seems very interested in heroes. I have a sense of déjà vu."

"Deja vu?"

"Cheerful, optimistic, curious, with an uncertain sense of distance, a love of piano, and something I once taught—no, no, it can't be that coincidental."

Quinn's tone was cheerful.

But the face in the mirror showed no expression at all.

For the first time, Ankuya stopped moving and looked up, looking at him in confusion: "What are you feeling guilty about? Are you falling in love with her?"

Quinn was silent for a long moment, then slowly shook his head.

"I never felt guilty. I just...thought about irrelevant things."

"That's good." Ankuya continued cutting hair. "It's a good thing you can get in touch with Celia, but the other one in the academy is not so easy to deal with. She's in the sixth grade this year. If you don't hurry up, she'll graduate next year."

"You mean Lin? The genius who can do magic?"

Quinn thought for a moment and said, "There's no photo on the file. You have to take me to identify the person."

"Lin only attends the classes she's interested in. If you want to find her, you have to rely on chance encounters. No one knows where she'll appear. She has a very eccentric personality, unlike any other student. But you don't have to recognize her. Let me describe her to you. Once you've seen her, you'll never forget her."

"First of all, she's very beautiful—not Celia's kind of beautiful, but the kind that makes her outshine everyone else in a crowd. She's short, never wears socks, has beautiful short green hair, and white eyes. She looks somewhere between a girl and a young woman."

Quinn's mouth slowly opened.

"Does she like pizza?"

"You've gathered information, haven't you?" Ankuya nodded approvingly. "Yes, she loves the high-calorie foods on the cafeteria's hero menu."

"Is it an A cup?"

"Um, I guess so?" Ankua wondered where this information came from. "After all, he's very small."

"Is it hairless?"

"???"

"Oh no, Wukou, Wukou—" Quinn stopped himself: "Wukou means 'three-no girl' in my hometown, which means a cold personality."

"I don't know about that, but she's said to be not very outgoing."

Quinn's expression was wonderful, from shock, to fear, to confusion, to thinking, and finally his brow relaxed:
"Based on your description, she is most likely not a time traveler."

"How did you come to that conclusion from the description?"

“I’m good at making up stories.”

If Lin was a time traveler, would she have such an indifferent reaction?

I'd have to write a 20,000-word essay to criticize the guy in charge. There's an 80% chance my teaching assistant position will be lost, and there's a small chance I'll be fired.
Ankua put down his wand and used a fire spell to burn away all the loose hair and stubble on the ground.

"Okay, how's it going?"

Quinn blinked in the mirror.

"Amazing, Tony praises the teacher."

Ankua did not cut his hair completely short. He now looked like Professor Snape with a little stubble - with a rough beard covering his jaw line. Not only did he not look sloppy, but he also looked very manly.

Combined with the loose and stylish black robe of the college teacher, Quinn now looks like an arcanist no matter how you look at him, except that he doesn't know arcane magic. He is so cool.

"You've matured a lot since drinking the potion." Ankuya admired his own masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. "It doesn't look bad at all."

Quinn was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Some people can still see it.

　Correct a mistake in the previous article: The place that can cut off the connection between the Command Spell and the Demon King is not only Merlin's tomb, but also the entire space of Grindelwald. /There is one more chapter, but it is in the small black room, so it will definitely not be released. I have to delete and revise it. /Speaking of the update time, the update time is fixed for two chapters of 6000 words a day, around o'clock in the evening, and I will try to post it at o'clock. Then the additional chapters will be posted at noon, and there will be additional chapters for monthly tickets at o'clock tomorrow noon. Thank you all for voting~ I will work hard to write more! The additional chapters owed will be made up every two days, until chapters are made up. The additional chapters for monthly tickets will be added directly/I recommend this book, not a friendly recommendation, buddy is really following it. Qing Xiaofeng's two-dimensional love story, the writing style is very delicate, if you like the style of "The Pet Girl of Sakurasou", you can check it out: "The Painter's Girlfriend Raising Manual"

　　
　
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