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

Kate acted like an older brother and taught Sean: "Be careful with your words in the future and be polite to Lord Black."

Sean: "..."

"Boss, close the stall." Kate said loudly.

His expression remained calm, as if he had not talked to Sean about anything just now.

As long as he isn't embarrassed, it's Sean who is embarrassed.

As they walked out of the pizza shop, Kate asked nonchalantly, "Are you going to attend the meeting next week?"

Theoretically, Sean is not qualified yet. Rank Two is too low. The minimum requirement to attend the meeting is Rank Four, and to gain the trust and approval of at least half of the meeting members. After all, they usually discuss important matters in the meetings, and they must eliminate the possibility of any traitor appearing.

But considering that Sean, like him, is a person favored by Lord Black, he can ask teacher Adev for help, reveal some relevant information, and open a back door for Sean.

Sean shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's follow the rules. Don't let me ruin your reputation and that of Lord Black. Let's wait until I reach the fourth rank."

It was impossible for him to go, otherwise how could he enter the statue and become Lord Black?

"Okay." Kate admired Sean's integrity and said, "If Lord Black mentions you at the meeting, I will tell you."

The two of them walked and talked.

Kate had a flight early this morning, so she had to go back to the hotel to pack up, as she still had a lot of things to deal with at the company.

Sean is also very busy. In recent days, he has to work as a part-time priest in the church and can only take potions at night to test his body's toughness.

There were only three bottles of potion left from the witch, so he had to finish the foreplay quickly and raise his magic power to level three, so that he would be qualified to learn the method of falling into the underworld. On the other hand, a level three wizard would also have the ability to protect himself without fear of ordinary firearms, so he could go out and get back the money that the Floris family had cheated him of.

Zajik would never have imagined that he had also learned "puppetry".

So, the two busy men parted at the crossroads and went back to their respective homes.

But as soon as Sean arrived at the hospital, he received another text message from Kate.

He thought it was Elvira and was happy for nothing.

"There's something I forgot to tell you." Kate said.

Sean said unhappily, "Why are you so nosy?"

Kate said: "Isn't it for your consideration?"

Sean: "Hurry up and tell me, I need to take my medicine."

Kate asked, "Do you know Elviri's identity?"

Sean: “What do you mean?”

"Her sister is the eldest daughter of the Seraph family and one of the only women in Lord Black's life." Kate said.

Sean didn't understand: "And then?"

Kate continued, "That is to say, Lord Black is Elviri's brother-in-law, and Elviri is Lord Black's sister-in-law. If you really want to have feelings for Elviri, you must first get past Lord Black."

"With all due respect, I don't think you can succeed."

"That's it?" Sean thought Elviri had some identity that he didn't know about, and asked curiously, "Haven't I already been recognized by Lord Black?"

Kate shook her head. “That’s different.”

Recognizing a person's talents and potential and accepting him as your brother-in-law are two completely different things.

Take Sean for example and he'll understand.

Suppose Kate himself has a sister-in-law, and also has a capable subordinate under him. He has a very good relationship with this person, and even calls the other person's brother. Then one day, his brother suddenly tells him that he has taken a fancy to his sister-in-law. Guess what he will do?

"How?" Sean asked.

Kate: "He broke my legs!"

What a wolfish ambition! I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my uncle?

Sean: "..."

"Isn't it?"

"You'll know when you have a sister-in-law." Kate didn't say much, just said, "I just want to remind you not to ruin your relationship with Lord Black because of this matter."

Everyone will face various choices in his life. Many times, love and future cannot be achieved at the same time. Kate is really doing this for Sean's own good. No matter what choice Sean makes, he hopes for a good result.

These words can only be said now.

If Sean really quarrels with Lord Black about this, he will definitely not be able to help.

Sean thought about it carefully and felt that what Kate said seemed to make some sense.

It’s not that it’s not enough, it’s very much enough.

Because he really has a lovely sister-in-law.

If he found out that someone was flirting with Elvira, he would probably slap a spell of truth on the person's face right then and there, and tell that guy to figure out the problem first - with what level of education, is he worthy of having his eyes on his sister-in-law?

So the problem Kate mentioned does exist.

But unfortunately, his brother-in-law is himself.

Besides, who said he liked Elvira?

He just wanted to practice with the girl and achieve mutual success.

As a family, this is a normal thing.

No matter whether others believe it or not, Sean believes it himself.

He is upright and has no fear of his own shadow.

If it's slanted, then the light angle is wrong.

Sean told Kate to go to bed early and stopped chatting with her. He went to the bathroom to wash up, took out the potions from the drawer, drank them one by one, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

A normal wizard would lose half his life if he took a sip of this potion, but he wanted to save time and drank the remaining three bottles in one go.

So, Sean slept very well tonight.

When I woke up the next day, I felt full of energy and in great spirits.

So much so that Rand and Charles, who came specially to check the situation, were stunned.

"Is your body made of iron?" Charles looked at Sean's body as if he had seen a ghost. It was actually intact?

Even the strongest person wouldn’t be so exaggerated!

Are you really immune to all poisons?

Lant was pleasantly surprised, with a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes again: "Mr. Sean is indeed the man that Miss Flame Crow likes. His body is indeed extraordinary."

Sean: "..."

"Your words are ambiguous."

If Elviri heard this, she would probably curse.

"It doesn't matter." Rant didn't care about these little details. At this moment, he only had Sean in his eyes.

He took out the already refined high-strength gold forging potion from his bag, his eyes shining.

He said that this potion could allow Sean to break through the levels on the spot without even having to meditate. The only thing to worry about was whether Sean's body could withstand such a strong dose. Sean had already given the answer with his actions - he could.

So--

"Next, let us witness a miracle!"

……

Chapter 72 "Offline" (Please read~)

A high-strength potion with 91% medicinal content. The word "high-strength" is not just for fun.

As soon as Sean took a sip of the potion, which was as thick as syrup, he felt like he was burning.

"So hot..."

It was as if a ball of fire suddenly burst out from Sean's body, and he had the illusion of soaking in a saint's bathtub.

Driven by the effect of the drug, his blood began to boil, burning his skin red, and there was even a faint smell of barbecue in the air.

Charles sniffed and couldn't help but said, "Brother, you smell so good."

Then he was kicked out of the ward by Rant.

Sean is their most respected client and this is a critical moment. Can he just joke about it?

Charles felt very aggrieved and thought to himself, didn't you ask me to have a good relationship with Sean?

This is how they young people talk!

However, Lant did not give him a chance to explain and directly asked him to stand guard at the door. Except for Elviri and Iris, no one was allowed to approach.

Sean wanted to say a few good words on Charles' behalf. He was not a very serious person, so it was okay for him to make a harmless joke like that. Unfortunately, he couldn't open his mouth now. The high-strength potion, which was more powerful than the three bottles of "poison" last night combined, was already making him overwhelmed. He could clearly feel the cells in his body expanding rapidly, and he was about to burst.

"Mr. Sean, can you still hear me?" Rant was always paying attention to Sean's condition.

Sean nodded with difficulty: "Yes."

Lant immediately encouraged Sean: "I know you are feeling very uncomfortable right now, and you may feel like you can't bear it, but you have to believe in yourself."

"Although the potency of the high-strength potion is strong, it is far less destructive to the body than the three bottles of potion you drank at once last night. The reason why you feel uncomfortable is that your body has not yet adapted to the quality of the cells that have been improved. As long as you survive these few minutes, you won't feel any pain afterwards."

Sean certainly holds up.

He just didn't expect that this bottle of potion would be so much more powerful than the previous ones, and was caught off guard by the burn. But fortunately, he had made similar psychological preparations when he agreed to Rant to use this formula. He even dared to take a punch from a fifth-level puppet head-on and withstood it. What was a mere burning pain?

It's no pain, a piece of cake.

It just made him roll over and over on the bed.

Rand didn't lie to Sean either.

After persisting for about five minutes, his body seemed to get used to this kind of pain. Sean felt the burning and swelling pain in his body slowly subside, replaced by a sour and satisfying feeling, just like dragging a tired body to take a bath after strenuous exercise, and it even made him feel a little comfortable...

This made Sean feel a little confused for a moment.

Theoretically speaking, bloating is bloating and pain is pain, and they are never liked by a normal body.

This should have been a very uncomfortable process, but he actually felt comfortable.

Could it be that I have awakened some strange attributes?

Lant, who was standing by, saw that the distressed expression on his face was gradually relieved and replaced by enjoyment. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and was completely relieved.

In fact, these few minutes were not that unbearable. Although Sean rolled on the bed in pain, in Lant's opinion, such clinical reaction was not serious, because people who really could not withstand the effects of the medicine would not have the chance to roll around at all. Their bodies would explode directly, and it would be too late to save them. Moreover, the test results of more than ten bottles of magic potion also told him that Sean would not have any problems.

But before he saw Sean adapt to the effects of the medicine with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After all, it was the first time for him to make a potion with a concentration of 91%.

It was also the first time for Sean to drink a potion with a concentration of 91%.

It’s the first time for everyone, so it’s normal and inevitable to be nervous.

Seeing Sean getting into the state and his body beginning to absorb the medicinal properties of the potion, his skin gradually turned from abnormally red back to its original color. Lant also quieted down and stopped making any sound so as not to disturb Sean.

Based on the results of the previous tests, Lant estimated that Sean's absorption of the potion would take 2-3 days. The exact duration depended on Sean himself. It was like an IV drip. Some patients would feel pain if the medicine dripped too fast, while others would not feel anything. The only difference was that Sean had no "doctor" to give him advice. He could only judge for himself.

During this period, Rant will stay in the ward with Sean.

Once he finds that something is wrong, he will take immediate measures to ensure Sean's life safety.

This means he will be nervous for another 2-3 days.

This time is actually very fast. If calculated strictly according to theory, 100 ml of high-strength potion with a concentration of 91% will take at least one or two months to absorb. Rant has already abandoned all the basic principles of alchemy and the human body. Regardless of whether it conforms to mysticism, he tries his best to evaluate Sean's physical fitness based on his actual performance.

But what Rand didn't expect was that even so, he still underestimated Sean.

Not to mention 2-3 days, Sean didn't even take half a day, it only took 2-3 hours.

At this time, Elviri had just received a call from the hospital saying that the witch Rant came to see Sean again, but this time after entering the ward, she did not come out for a long time and asked her apprentice to guard the door outside and not allow anyone to approach.

Elviri was furious and angrily asked: "Why didn't you tell me earlier??"

It goes without saying that this must be Sean's way of committing suicide.

The female dean also felt aggrieved: "We didn't know Mr. Lanter would stay so long this time."

If he doesn't stay for a few hours, who would know how long he would stay?