103 Help me get Vincent
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At the entrance of the alchemy exchange, Vincent was staring at the alchemy puppet with wide eyes.
The puppet took the ruby in place of the eyes and swept the steel body potion in front of him, and the red light shone uncertainly, and he didn't respond for a long time.
It didn't seem to have seen this kind of alchemy potion, and it was stuck on the spot.
"Uh, haven't you identified it yet?"
After a moment of silence, Vincent spoke.
At this time, the puppet's voice without a little emotion sounded: "Yes, I'm sorry, there is no record of this potion in my information, but it seems to work very well, may I ask, can you give me a bottle for the time being, as a reference, I will give my master an analysis when I go back, and within ten days, I will definitely give you a price that you are satisfied with, what do you think?"
Vincent was silent for a moment, then smiled and agreed.
It's just a bottle of elixir, it's not a big deal, just come and get it in a few days, and the other party can't be greedy, after all, the alchemy array and materials of the alchemy elixir are all in his hands, and a bottle of elixir can't bring much effect.
He turned, moved his muscles, and prepared to return to his hut and continue his study of the texts.
But just as he was about to move, a huge shadow fell.
"Hey, my friend, I don't see you much in the academy. β
He looked up and saw that it was the two-headed ogre magician It, who was grabbing a few boxes of liquor in his hand and greeting him with a smile. And as the ogre spoke, the bad breath also spread, smoking away a piece of humanity next to him.
I heard that even during class, no student dared to stay within three meters of the ogre magician, and that bad breath was too bad to be carried by ordinary people.
Vincent coughed lightly, held his breath, and replied softly, "Yes, I am generally used to studying materials in the hut, and I don't like to go out and have fun. β
The ogre's left head immediately rattled: "Hahaha, you don't want to meet that stinky boy of Haig, right?"
Immediately afterward, the head on the right spoke up: "Hubris, it's not a good character for a warlock, ignore him, come, Mr. Vinson, let's have some fun, shall we?"
"Fun, what's fun?"
"Uh, see a few bottles of wine in my hand? These are the three more famous wines of the Russ Empire, Red Fruit Wine, Black Forest Mead, and White Ground Spirits, I want to see which one is more likely to get creatures drunk, so I'll let my three little pets try it. β
Hearing the ogre's explanation, Vincent thought to himself that he really didn't have anything to do at the moment anyway, so he readily agreed.
After a long walk, soon a man and an ogre came to the black psychedelic castle.
Stepping into the messy main hall, Iter shouted into the room, "My little cuties, come out and have something to do with you." β
As soon as the voice fell, three rats of different sizes sped out of the corner and stood in front of them.
Looking at Vincent and the ogre, the eldest mouse was the first to speak, "Is it time to eat?"
Second, the medium-sized one said, "Ete, are you going to introduce us to a girlfriend?"
Finally, the youngest mouse jumped up and stumbled twice: "Haha, I want a big butt, and a big ass can give birth to many, many offspring." β
"Uh......"
Vincent looked at the three rats and couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that these rats were so interesting.
"Why don't I use the alchemy potion to open a few pets to play with?"
He had some uncertainty in his mind.
But Ogre Iter ignored the three mice, took out three wine jars of different styles from the wine box in his hand, put them into a bowl, and put them in front of the three mice: "Hey, I'm looking for you to try the strength of the alcohol, you can try it, the first glass is red fruit wine, the second glass is Black Forest honey wine, and the third glass is white ground spirits, you can try them separately." β
The three mice looked at each other and exchanged words with their heads bowed, but it was the eldest one who took the lead.
It drinks red fruit wine.
Sucking the glass of wine clean, its tentacles touched its beard, burped, and said indistinctly, "That's it." β
And when it turned back and took three steps, it tilted and fell to the ground.
When the other two rats saw this, they hurried up to take a look, and now they were drunk, so they were relieved and let the medium-sized rats try the Black Forest honey.
This time, it took two steps and fell.
The youngest mouse saw that his two brothers had fallen to the ground, and looked at the ogre pitifully: "Eth, can you not drink it?"
"What do you think?"
Iter replied noncommittally.
The little mouse swallowed a mouthful of saliva, said bitterly, "I understand", and then drank the last glass of white ground liquor like a martyr who had generously died.
When the wine was exhausted, the little mouse ran up and left quickly, looking like he was not drunk at all.
Looking at the two rats lying on the ground, Ete shrugged his shoulders and said to Vincent, "It seems that the wine is stronger and more intoxicating, and the results have come out." β
Before he could finish speaking, the smallest mouse ran out, lifted a knife in his paws, raised his head drunkenly, and shouted at the two-headed ogre: "Hey, big man, I ask you, where is the cat?
Itter was immediately stunned.
The four purple pupils flashed with a variety of emotions, surprised, surprised, and funny...... Soon, the head on the left spoke, "Well, it needs a little change now." β
On the other hand, the Warlock of the Academy.
This is a round arena like a gladiatorial arena, about four or five hundred meters in circumference, and on the table, there are two warlocks in a fierce fight, the storm is wild, the momentum is amazing, the magic power is swept mightily, among them, the most obvious side has achieved an overwhelming advantage.
On both sides of the arena, the people in the two academies were clearly divided into two sides, one of them had a relaxed atmosphere and natural speech, while the other had a solemn face and seemed to be in a state of hard thought.
With a bang, the victory and defeat were divided.
A faint glow appeared on the gladiatorial arena, sending the wounded off the battlefield.
The purpose of this place is very simple, it is set up to prevent death in the fight between warlocks, and if someone is injured and judged that the battle can no longer be fought, the alchemy circle hidden under the gladiatorial arena will swing its effect and send the injured out of the field.
Seeing that it was the warlock of his own academy who had ended, Dean Pig felt bad and his face was solemn.
This is already his third warlock to fall.
The academy adopts a ring mechanism, the loser is off, and the winner will continue to fight until defeat, and the opponent is still standing on the field until now, and the own side has lost three people in a row.
Although this kind of ring mechanism is suitable for the weak in front, the strong in charge, and the first one is just a warlock for temptation, but this kind of cannon fodder for reconnaissance can win three games in a row, and the situation of their own side is really not optimistic.
"What's the matter, is there only this kind of Cheng dΓΉ in the background of Hogg House?"
The people on the stage laughed loudly, causing joy on the side of the Truth Academy.
Pig squirmed the corners of his mouth, a little displeased in his heart, and motioned for Haig to come on stage.
Looking at this scene, the dean has already decided.
Frowning slightly, the successive routs made him lose patience, and Pig whispered to the person next to him, "Go, help me bring Vincent, just say that I have something to do with him." β