I am a mage, with an infinite mana bar!

Lynn values ​​the Fate Potion very much; it's the thing that has given him the greatest boost besides the Root Codex.

Unfortunately, the returns aren't stable enough. Hopefully, I'll get a good positive effect this time.

He did not immediately drink the potion of fate, but instead got up, locked the doors and windows, and drew the curtains.

According to Carlisle, the worst effect of fate magic is to make people feel as if they are extremely drunk, or to speak incoherently, or to take off their clothes indiscriminately.

Compared to its "Grand Prize," which permanently boosts one attribute, this is really not worth mentioning.

However, to avoid getting himself into trouble, Lynn deliberately created a private space.

Then, he took off the super magic wand and all the coins from his waist and put them into the dark gold pocket watch that Luke had given him.

These high-quality magical items all come with a tracking function, so even if they are accidentally lost, they can be retrieved through specific methods.

Moreover, this dark gold pocket watch comes with a seal, and only Lynn himself holds the "key".

It can be described as an extremely safe and convenient storage tool.

After making proper preparations, Lynn drank the potion of destiny.

Unlike last time, this potion tasted exceptionally mild, with a slight bitterness but a lingering sweetness.

He smacked his lips, wanting to savor it again, but found that the liquid remaining on the tip of his tongue had completely disappeared.

"I don't feel anything special? Is this a consolation prize?" Lynn muttered to himself.

After waiting a while longer and seeing that nothing happened, Lynn had no choice but to accept that she had drawn "Thank you for your patronage".

This seems to be what Carlyle meant by "neither good nor bad."

He was somewhat disappointed, but also somewhat relieved, at least he no longer had to worry about being alone in his room running around naked.

As usual, Lynn continued to study magic books before bed, learning about common knowledge and experience related to magic.

The next morning, he got up on time, washed up and went downstairs, feeling refreshed, to have breakfast downstairs at the Iris Hotel.

The waitress quickly brought the food.

Half a loaf of oat bread spread with honey raspberry jam, a cup of warm milk, two soft-boiled fried eggs, and a small, thin slice of smoked meat.

Lynn finished her meal in focus, and when it was time to pay the bill, the waitress asked as usual:

"Mr. Lynn, are you satisfied with today's breakfast?"

Lynn forced a smile; he was actually somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't want to waste much time on it, so he answered:

"Your smoked pork is absolutely awful! Don't you know you have to drain the blood completely before processing pork? The smoking wasn't done properly either; it didn't mask the pungent, fishy smell at all. Please don't serve me this dish again!"

After saying all that in one breath, the two of them fell silent.

The waitress stopped clearing the tableware, blinked, and looked at Lynn in disbelief.

In my memory, this young man has always been gentle and polite. Why is he acting like he's taken the wrong medicine today?

Lynn was stunned. How could he have blurted out all his innermost thoughts all at once?

Although his tone was appropriate, given his personality, he would have simply removed the smoked meat from his menu permanently instead of offering his opinion directly.

After all, it was the kitchen's fault, and it had little to do with the waiter.

"Mr. Lynn?" The waitress looked at him cautiously with a questioning gaze.

Lynn immediately waved her away, then fell into thought.

He quickly came to a strange conclusion.

"Is this the effect of the potion of fate? A negative effect that prevents me from lying!"

Damn it! Lynn tugged at his shirt collar. Why did he feel so irritated?

The thought that he now had to be completely honest and couldn't lie made him feel stifled, annoyed, and uncomfortable.

At that moment, the bright morning sunlight shone on his head.

Lynn instinctively raised her hand to shield her head, then quickly stood up to avoid the sunlight.

His flustered movements attracted the attention of several customers dining nearby.

Lynn finally realized that something was wrong, slowed down, tried to control his impatience, and calmed himself down to think.

"The reason I so strongly abhor the inability to lie and hate sunlight is because of the influence of my dark elf bloodline..."

Lynn never expected that the side effects of her bloodline inheritance, which she had always ignored, would manifest at this time.

This is all due to the chain reaction caused by the potion of destiny!

"But thankfully, it seems I don't uncontrollably speak out of turn; rather, when I do speak, I reverse my inner thoughts from what I actually say..."

This at least shows that Lynn has a certain ability to resist this negative effect; when faced with a question that he really cannot answer directly, he can choose to remain silent.

Thinking of this, Lynn felt a little more at ease and opened the dark gold pocket watch to take a look.

At 8:30, I wonder if Xilin and the others are awake yet...

He decided to go back to his room to study for half a day and observe his physical condition. He would go find Xilin and the other two later, since they often hung out in bars and their schedules were probably not very regular.

During this time, in addition to learning basic magical knowledge, Lynn was also slowly digesting the large amount of magical knowledge she had acquired from the Sacred Heart of Nature in the Whispering Forest.

After half a day of learning, he finally managed to pry open a corner of the chaotic mass containing magical knowledge about nature and life.

Subsequently, a flood of knowledge poured into his mind, and the "Root Codex" was awakened, with the azure light of the [Wisdom] star shining brightly.

Before taking the entrance exam for novice mages at the Magic Association, he had earned 2/3 of the upgrade points by helping Black learn the second-circle spell "Focus Light".

With the knowledge he had absorbed from the Sacred Heart of Nature, he suddenly gained two points of wisdom and inspiration!

Your knowledge is being elevated! You will encounter even more mysteries!

You can choose one of the following three second-circle spells.

[Detection Concept]

You can detect the most urgent thoughts of targets within your line of sight, but there is a risk of being detected.

"No one can resist the allure of gossip! But be careful, stirring up someone else's mind is like trespassing into a lady's boudoir—you'll regret it!"

【The Crazy Crown】

To charm a humanoid creature, causing it to attack a target you choose, you must maintain control, as the target may break free at any time.

"Imagine a fantastical crown placed on the head of a green goblin, and it becoming completely obedient to you—how ridiculous that would be."

[Blazing Orb]

Summon a spherical magical artifact burning with flames; you can control it for a period of time.

"Whether it's an overly lazy creature or a lifeless creation, I can't be sure yet. And who can say for sure that roadside stones have no feelings?"

Lynn read through the book carefully and found that all three spells were available on the market and were nothing special.

He pondered for a moment. [Crazy Crown] was only effective against humanoid creatures, but humanoid monsters were not common except for goblins, so it didn't have much use for him at the moment.

【Blazing Orb】 is a focus spell similar to Frost Ring, because it summons magical creations rather than autonomous magical creatures.

Unlike the Frost Ring, it is more robust and cannot be easily destroyed.

Because they possess a physical form, they can even become targets of some forms of magic.

But Lynn had tried it before, and controlling two Concentration spells at the same time consumed a huge amount of mental energy, which his current abilities couldn't support.

Therefore, it seems that the "detection mind" is still the best option, as it may come in handy at crucial moments.