You don't cast spells by the rules at all, do you?

Elviri: “?”

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Chapter 57 "Standing" (Please read~)

As an alchemist from a knight family, Lanter always maintained his demeanor and elegance, rarely showing his emotional side, but he couldn't resist Sean's temptation -

When we met yesterday, Lant didn't react. After returning home, he thought about it carefully and realized that a person who can't be killed by poison is the greatest treasure for alchemists. Just like a glass of wine that can't get you drunk or finished, any seemingly unrealistic crazy idea can be realized in him.

That's why he said he wanted Sean.

Sean: "..."

Understood.

Mr. Witch wanted him to be a guinea pig.

"No." Before Sean could even open his mouth, Elvira refused.

Lanter quickly added: "Miss Yan Ya, please rest assured that I will not do anything reckless."

Elviri said, "I mean your portion of the high-strength potion."

Of course she knew that Rant would not do anything reckless, but how uncomfortable would it be for Sean to be a guinea pig?

Not dying doesn’t mean not feeling pain.

What’s more important is the formula that Rand has come up with now.

You know, even for a rank five wizard like her, the effective content of the forging potion she takes is only 15%-20%. More than that and the body can't bear it. The concentration of this formula reaches 91%, which is five times that used by rank five wizards. If you drink it, you will die instantly.

"We can do it little by little, gradually increasing the concentration," Lant explained.

He wrote the recipe, and no one knows the risks better than him. He will definitely take the safest approach.

Lant could see that Elviri cared about this man very much.

I didn't expect that the always arrogant Miss Flame Crow would one day be so attentive to a member of the opposite sex.

But Rant is not a gossipy person, and now is not the time to gossip. What he wants to express is that he cares about Sean too.

Sean is not only his client, but may also be his perfect partner in the future. Regardless of his identity, he will always put Sean's safety first and make sure that nothing really happens to Sean.

The formula he gave was the final product. Before that, he would use other potions to test Sean's physical resilience. Once he found that it didn't work, for example, Sean's self-healing ability was only for external injuries and not for toxins, he would immediately terminate the experiment and readjust the formula.

Elviri still insisted: "I don't agree."

Too dangerous.

Sean thought for a moment in silence and said, "I want to give it a try."

Elviri: “?”

"You should think about the consequences."

Magic potions are no joke. Even children know that medicines should not be taken carelessly. If something goes wrong, it may not be too late to save you.

"It's not that serious." Sean laughed.

Even forbidden spells can't do anything to him, so why should he be afraid of a mere potion?

Besides, the greater the risk, the greater the reward.

He didn't want to practice step by step, and the current situation didn't allow him to take his time. He was now the most wanted criminal in the state of Xirakel, and there was no telling when he would be found by the witch hunters. He couldn't hide in the town of Alola for the rest of his life and never go anywhere.

Sean prefers to take the initiative rather than passively hide.

Who says the prey will always be killed by the hunter?

Sometimes, the prey can bite the hunter to death.

There was one thing that Elvira didn't tell him, but Sean could guess it himself -

Zajik, the vice president of Flores Hospital, should not be dead yet.

What Elviri said when she dropped her sword that night was: "No matter where you hide, Zajik, I will find you."

This means that the girl reacted at that time - wizards above rank five can have two puppets. The Zajik in front of her and the Zajik burned by the flames are both fake. The real Zajik is the one they saw before they took action, and he had already left Holkodu by plane the day before the attack.

These guys who practice puppetry are more timid than anyone else.

Elvira was busy until the early morning the night before, probably because of this matter.

It’s not that Sean didn’t believe in the girl’s ability, but as she was the enemy’s main focus, he had to think more about it.

Assuming that Zajik is not dead and that we have already seen his Truth Spells, then the next time they meet, Zajik will definitely be fully prepared for these Truth Spells. Although he still has some cards to reveal, who would complain about having too many tricks?

When he reaches the third level, with forbidden meditation, he will be able to perform philosophical spells, such as the unobserved cat mentioned earlier, and the Ship of Theseus paradox, many of which Zajik has never seen before.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you want to use this recipe?" Elvira asked Sean.

From her tone, the girl seemed a little angry. Why didn't this guy care about her safety?

But Sean still insisted: "That's it."

"Okay." Elviri respected Sean's choice, but she didn't hide her emotions. She stared at Sean and said, "Don't regret it if something happens."

Elise tried to smooth things over, pulled the girl's hand, and consoled her: "Nothing will happen. Are you still unsure of their abilities?"

One is one of the most powerful alchemists in the virtual space, and the other is a "tough guy" of rank 2 who can withstand a punch from a rank 5 puppet. Theoretically speaking, it would be difficult for anything to go wrong with this combination.

"Get the pot ready, Mr. Witch." Iris joked to liven up the atmosphere. "You don't mind us watching and learning from you?"

Of course, Lant didn't mind. Alchemy is not something that can be learned just by watching. If she could steal the master's skills, that would be Iris's own ability. However, she would have to wait a little longer before the pot boiled. He smiled and said, "I have a student who wants to study here. He is about the same age as Mr. Sean, so they should have more common topics. We can make friends."

At this time, Charles was on his way at full speed.

Originally, Rant wanted to introduce Elvira to Charles so that they could get to know each other better. This way, if he encountered any problems in the future, he would have more ways to ask for help.

As a result, plans could not keep up with changes. His formula seemed to have offended Miss Flame Crow and also implicated Sean. If he offended the girl again, he was afraid that his students would also suffer.

Thinking of this, Rant couldn't help but cast an apologetic look at Sean.

I hope this incident won't affect the relationship between Sean and Elvira.

Sean smiled and indicated that he was fine.

He felt that Elviri wouldn't be so stingy.

But Rant said that there is a student coming to study, and he is about the same age as him... Could it be Charles?

The big shot that his anti-fan leader was talking about turned out to be himself?

Sean had a weird smile on his face.

If that's the case, he'd better keep his composure.

Charles ran very fast, panting all the way, for fear that he would be late and leave a bad impression on the important person.

Before she had even waited a few minutes, there was a cautious knock on the door.

"Come in." Lanter said.

Charles pushed the door open, but did not go in immediately. Instead, he bowed deeply and said, "Good afternoon, teacher!"

"Good afternoon, seniors too."

"I am Mr. Witch's student, Charles, please give me your guidance!"

Just very polite.

Then he heard a familiar voice in the room.

Someone cleared his throat and said calmly, "Hello, please stand up."

Charles was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up.

"???"

Sean??

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Chapter 58 "Hum" (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

Charles thought he was dazzled. Why was the dog author here?

Isn't it time for dinner yet? Hasn't he sent a message to Sean to ask him to come over?

Perhaps it was too unexpected, and Charles took several turns to react.

Could this guy be the super genius the teacher mentioned, who advanced from rank one to rank two within half a month?

No, when did Sean break through? How come he didn't know?

Charles stared at Sean with wide eyes: "You..."

He wanted to say, "Why didn't you tell me again?", but he was interrupted by Rant with a frown before he could say a word.

"What are you?"

"How do I usually teach you?"

"Where are your manners?"

Charles was silenced by three soul-searching questions.

Lant had very good eyesight and could tell at a glance that his apprentice seemed to know Sean. This was a good thing, but acquaintance was one thing and this was a formal occasion, not private. Sean was his guest and naturally also Charles' guest. What attitude should he use to treat his guest and what address should he use?

Charles' face turned red as he watched Sean's mouth corners being pressed down crazily. However, with the teacher watching him, he could do nothing. He had to lower his head and respectfully called out, "Mr. Sean."

"Sorry, I was abrupt just now."

Sean said calmly: "It's okay, find a seat."

He looked like a noble host.

Charles: "..."

Ahhhhh!

Damn it, install it for him!

Charles was so angry that he felt that Sean's face deserved a beating no matter how he looked at it, but there was nothing he could do about Sean. He could only swallow his anger and glared at Sean fiercely. Then he sat aside very obediently and took out a notebook from his bag, ready to watch the teacher making medicine.

Now that everyone was there, Lant didn't wait any longer and took out the herbs and stove he had brought today.

Unlike the casserole and rice cooker Charles bought from the supermarket, Rand's alchemy tools were more advanced at first glance.

It was a very beautiful, uniquely shaped, and magic-powered fully automatic rice cooker.

Fully automatic "home appliances" are rare in this era.

It is also inlaid with gems and crystals, giving it a very aristocratic feel. It would cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The entire alchemy process went very smoothly. After all, she was a well-known alchemy master witch, so there was no popular explosion. It was just that the atmosphere on the scene was a little too quiet, so quiet that it was a little bit eerie.

Rand had to concentrate on making the potion, so naturally he had no time to chat.

Charles, who came here to study, must also show enough concentration, otherwise he will be scolded.

So it's normal that they don't talk to each other.

But Sean and the other two didn't say anything, which was not normal.

The fireplace and rice cooker on the wall were burning quietly, making crackling sounds.

Sean and Elvira sat on the same sofa, one on the left and the other on the right, with a brown leather pillow between them.

He had just told Rant that Elvira would not be so stingy, but the girl immediately answered him with her actions - a girl's temper is not so easy to figure out.

When he turned around and wanted to find Elvira to chat, the girl had already put on headphones and started playing with her cell phone, as if everything here had nothing to do with her and she didn't care what she did.

She has no right to manage Sean, but does that mean she has no right to manage herself?

If you like to commit suicide, go ahead and do it; she doesn’t care.

Sean: "..."

He looked at the girl who seemed to be looking at her phone seriously, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

On the one hand, he felt that he had done nothing wrong, so why should he ignore others?

On the other hand, he felt that as a brother-in-law, he should give in to his sister-in-law and coax the girl.