Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

"Besides, he didn't even apologize to me! Why should I give in first? I don't need to worry about that idiot brother. I want to protect you, a stinky guy."

Looking at Weilin at this moment, Hei Lai Te moved his eyes upwards and saw the six words "Like, like, like" above her head.

After the dinner that night and the conversation between her and Silas just now, Weilin's favorability towards herself has increased a lot.

Obviously, Weilin was telling the truth when she said she wanted to protect herself, and she was indeed worried about her own safety.

However, that doesn’t mean that Weilin doesn’t care about Silas. Weilin’s expression at this moment is more of anger.

Weilin wanted to fight with Silas, but Silas abandoned her, which made Weilin very unhappy.

Now that Silas is very confident, he doesn't need Weilin's help and doesn't even want to see Weilin.

Weilin knew very well that even if she wanted to join, Silas would refuse and abandon her. It would be better for Weilin to stay with Blacklett.

Just by looking at Weilin's expression and small movements, Blacklett could read Weilin's thoughts.

Looking at the stubborn elf-eared girl who was fighting with her brother, Black Light pinched her fair ears, turning them red.

"I will provide Silas with potions, but our pharmacy will need to shorten its business hours during this period."

It takes time, energy, and proficiency to make potions.

Of course, the materials for the potion are also needed, but Black Light had already prepared to make the potion long before the situation became so tense, so there was no shortage of materials.

There are still more than ten days before the "Blessing Flower Show", and Black Light hopes to be able to refine at least three bottles of level six potions.

If Silas fails and the situation really comes that he has to confront the Duchess, then Blacklet still has a trump card.

That was the Command Seal that he was born with on the back of his hand. Black Light did not know what level that Command Seal was, but he knew very well that it was terrifyingly powerful, and the price was his death.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Black Light would not want to use his own Command Spell. It would be better to prepare more level six potions.

"Thank you, Heilite..."

Weilin looked at the person in front of her, the person she had fallen in love with unknowingly and loved so deeply.

She was so moved that she didn't know what to say. When she recalled the past, it seemed as if Blacklett had always been by her side, supporting her and taking care of her.

Now, Blacklett was still working so hard to make potions for herself and her brother, and Weilin could no longer pretend to be as stubborn and tempered as usual.

"You're welcome. If the Duchess's plan succeeds, there will be no living creatures in Auckland City. I'm also thinking about my life and that of Butler Duke."

Blacklett patted Weilin's head comfortingly, but Weilin angrily slapped his hand away.

"Why? Aren't you working so hard just for me?"

Normally, when Heilite said this, Weilin would not react at all, because she knew that Heilite was deliberately avoiding her as a factor.

But now, Weilin really wanted to hear Heilite say such words to her frankly.

Recalling the scene at the dinner party when Blacklet held her back and wouldn't let her do anything, and that time when Vilin could only watch the Duchess flirt with Blacklet, Vilin's temper flared up.

It’s not that she didn’t trust Hei Lai Te, but Weilin began to worry whether Hei Lai Te would leave her, as she had caused Hei Lai Te so much trouble.

Facing Weilin who was emitting a little anger, Hei Lai Te smiled lightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and held up the other's pretty face with both hands.

"Isn't this a matter of course? I don't think I need to specifically say that I'm doing this for you, because for me, doing something for Weilin is a matter of course."

Looking directly into Blacklet's eyes, Weilin's little face, which was held by Blacklet, quickly turned red.

She raised her leg and kicked Blacklett on the calf, then Weilin glared at Blacklett with steam coming out of her head.

"I don't believe it unless you accept a gift from me."

"Gift? What?"

"That's it."

After saying that, Weilin, who was standing in front of Heilite, took Heilite's hand and clasped their fingers together.

She slowly closed her eyes and stood in front of Blacklett, looking defenseless.

Looking at Weilin with her chin slightly raised and her breathing a little rapid, Hei Lai Te thought for a second and then understood.

"Chirp."

Blacklett bent down and kissed Verin on the lips.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Weilin opened her eyes and looked at Heilite with surprise and embarrassment.

"Hmm? Is this not enough? Do you want something more intense?"

Blacklett leaned over to Verin again.

"No, it's not... wuwuwuwu."

Before Weilin could finish her words, her mouth was blocked.

After seven or eight minutes, Blacklett stopped pestering her and Weilin regained her freedom.

"Is that right? Do you want more?"

Blacklett felt a sense of accomplishment as he looked at the beautiful and stunning elf girl in front of him who was a little dazed by him.

"No, no! Not at all! I'm not asking you to kiss me."

Weilin came to her senses and kicked Heilite again, although she felt very comfortable.

"Really? Then what do you mean by closing your eyes? Aren't you hinting at me?"

Blacklett's words made Verin make the sound of a kettle boiling.

"No! You are not allowed to move! You just need to watch!"

With her pretty face flushed, Weilin scolded Blacklet in front of her in a tender voice. After warning the stinky guy with her eyes, she slowly closed her eyes again.

With her long eyelashes drawn down, the breathing of Weilin and Heilite in the room late at night became particularly clear.

Just as Blacklett was wondering what Weilin was going to do next, he saw a spot of light floating out from Weilin's chest.

The light spot emitted a warm glow, and seemed unskilled as it swayed in mid-air as it circled around Blacklett's body.

Finally, the light flew into Blacklet's chest.

Watching the light spot on his chest gradually disappearing, Hei Lai Te did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt as if his whole body was filled with strength and his magic power was more abundant.

Faintly, Blacklett could sense the life energy and magic of Weilin who was right in front of him.

This was not the effect of the potion, but a kind of telepathy, a link was created between him and Weilin.

"This is the seed of oath. Every elf half-blood has one chance to release the seed of oath, and can share their life energy and magic power with the other party."

"Legend has it that the oath seed can allow two people who truly love each other to live and die together. Even if one of them dies, the other can use his or her life energy to wake the other up. This is the miracle of the oath."

"So the oath seed is a promise that can only be made once in a lifetime for us half-elfs. If the relationship breaks down, there is no way to take back the oath seed."

Weilin looked a little tired at this moment, but her mood was unusually high.

Facing Blacklett, her explanation seemed reserved, and Weilin kept stealing glances at Blacklett.

But even if Weilin didn't say it directly, Heilite had already guessed it.

"So, this oath seed should be something similar to exchanging wedding rings?"

In response to Blacklet, Weilin kicked him in the calf, but then Blacklet also fought back against Weilin.

In this unsettlingly cold night, the two people tasted the taste of love together.

Chapter 105 Sixth Level Potion

【After meeting with Silas, things got a little confusing in Oakland.】

[Although Silas and the half-elf rebels have been trying very hard to open up a way out of Oakland, it's a pity that they have all failed. ]

【During this period, you received an invitation from the Duchess. 】

[Although the Duchess did not say it directly, she hinted that as long as you are willing to be her plaything, she can guarantee the safety of you and Duke Butler. ]

[You made the decision without hesitation and threw the invitation into the trash can. ]

[Weilin accidentally discovered the invitation letter. She knew that you rejected the Duchess, gave up the opportunity to be safe, and chose her.]

[You continue to brew potions and make adequate preparations for the upcoming crisis.]

When the sixth-level potion in Blacklet's hand emitted a powerful magical glow, not only Weilin, but even Blacklet himself showed an excited expression.

This was the first time that he successfully refined a sixth-level potion. For Blacklet, who was in the fourth stage, this was something he had never thought of before. Now he had Weilin, and with the assistance of Weilin, who had the special awakened elven blood, the effect and level of Blacklet's potion refining were improved.

Below stage five, it will be crushed by level six potions.

Stage six magicians can also use level six potions to deal with it.

A sixth-level potion can produce the effect of sixth-level magic, or temporarily increase a person's magic power to the sixth level.

Although such a powerful potion cannot replace a true stage six magician, it can enable a person to have the ability to challenge opponents of higher levels.

"It worked! You did it! What is the effect of this potion!?"

Weilin lay on Blacklet's back, looking at the bottle of potion in front of her that exuded a powerful magical aura, and licked the jam made by Blacklet with her little tongue.

"The effect is that it can greatly increase the power of natural magic. It can transform into a wolf druid within ten minutes. It has strong melee ability and is also good at natural magic."

Black Light was fairly satisfied with this sixth-level potion, which gave him the ability to transform into both melee combat and natural magic within ten minutes.

In addition, since it is specifically designed to enhance natural magic, this potion can be said to be specially made for elf half-bloods.

"So this potion is for you, Verin. Keep it with you in case you need it."

"If you don't want it, you can also give this potion to Silas. Silas will want it very much."

As he spoke, Heilite handed the potion in his hand to Weilin.

Weilin stopped chewing, and ripples appeared in her emerald green eyes.

She was very clear about how hard Black Light had worked these past few days. Although the sixth-level potion was indeed successful, it consumed a huge amount of magic power. Black Light drank the potion to replenish his magic power while refining it.

As a result, Black Light handed her the sixth-level potion he had just made so nonchalantly. Although Weilin was used to Black Light's taciturn character, she still couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"No, don't give it to that guy. Brother, figure it out on his own. Doesn't he have so many reliable companions? Leave this potion for us to use."

Weilin pushed the potion back to Blacklett. Her attitude was a bit like "once a sister is married off, she is like spilled water."

"Then let's keep it to ourselves for now."