Diablo Destruction

A few days later, in Lena's room...

The treatment potion that is temporarily effective for Lena has been prepared five days ago. Unfortunately, the quantity of some herbs is limited, and coupled with a certain failure rate, only a dozen bottles have been prepared so far.

"Is this what it is?"

I said it lightly, but I didn't dare to be careless at all. I gently picked up a bottle that was only half the size of the life potion. It contained a light green liquid. When I shook it slightly, it was filled with mystery, but But it has a strange color that doesn’t taste very good.

This light green medicine is the only effective medicine for Lena's condition. Although it can only temporarily suppress the condition, it also increases the mental and physical strength to a certain extent - which is roughly equivalent to the effect of a stimulant. Of course, there are no side effects. kind of.

Otherwise, with Lena's weak constitution, even if her condition is temporarily suppressed, she will not be able to practice the prophecy technique too many times. Casting spells also requires a certain amount of physical strength. This is the only fact that has been verified by countless mages for countless years.

"Yes, the remaining materials, including the probability of failure, can probably be used to make about forty bottles. If you practice once a day, you can use it for nearly two months."

Akara, who was sitting on the chair next to her, said with a smile. It could be seen that the successful development of the potion made her feel very good.

"In other words, it would be best for me to get those few missing herbs back within two months?"

"To be precise, there are two of them. You are not a professional pharmacist and it is not easy to identify the other ones. The risk of picking them is also lower than these two. Let the pharmacists handle it."

"Okay, I understand. Please write me down the details of the appearance and growth environment of these two herbs later." I nodded and said enthusiastically.

"I don't think there is any need to bother Brother Fan with such a small matter."

Lena, who was sitting quietly on the bed, said softly. She knew that the brother in front of her hated troublesome things, but now he went all the way to the second world for a few herbs.

"Lena, so you are too immature."

I took on the posture of being an older brother and said with a slight tip on her nose.

"If it is handed over to other adventurers - ah, anyway, it is not a mission that will destroy the world in a few days. Let's play it for a while longer. They will definitely think so in their hearts. Then when can we get it together?"

"Haha~~, you know the mentality of adventurers quite well."

Akara smiled slightly. In their free time outside of training, adventurers who want to enjoy more leisure time are also very lazy. It is not a very important task. They usually spend three days fishing and two days drying the net. attitude to complete, so this situation is indeed likely to happen.

"Of course, I am also an adventurer, so I can compare my feelings with my own." I raised my head and proudly replied.

Akara, Lena: "..."

"Stop talking so much, let's try it first and see the effect."

There was an eerie silence for a moment before Akara spoke up.

"That's right, Lena, have a drink and see."

I took the bottle in my hand and opened the mouth of the bottle. A light green gas with a subtle smell suddenly poured out from the bottle, making me frown and sneeze several times.

"Grandma Akara, are you sure there will be no problem if you drink this kind of thing?" I pinched my nose and asked angrily.

"Of course, I promise." Akara returned with a somewhat overly solemn tone.

"That's it..."

I loosened my nose and tried to endure the pungent smell. Lena was going to drink this stuff later. How could I act weak and embarrass myself in front of my sister?

"Come on, Lena, get it, right, wait..."

I let Lena hold the bottle hand by hand. Under my careful observation, although her fair and pretty face remained calm, her nose was still slightly wrinkled.

In her questioning eyes, I took out a few candies. These were obtained by Kajiel a few days ago from her father, poor Carlos, through unknown means. What is certain is that they are definitely not It's just an ordinary kid's way of asking his father for something.

As a result, all these candies fell into my pocket. Kajier forced them over. What should I say? Having such a treasure makes me so moved that my nose is sore.

Also, is it my imagination? In the past few days of training, Carlos' guy seemed to be very cunning. He almost didn't learn from me, using tricks like two dragons playing with pearls and a monkey stealing peaches...

Putting a candy in Lena's hand, I opened my eyes wide and watched her calmly and slightly raise her beautiful swan-like neck, and slowly swallowed the light green potion that exuded a strong pungent smell.

"How's it going? Is everything okay? Does it taste bad? If you feel nauseous, just spit it out. Don't force it."

After Lena finally put down the empty bottle, she finally couldn't help but burst out a series of words from my mouth.

"Brother Fan, I'm fine. It's not hard to drink."

Lena slowly pushed the candy into the two beautifully shaped lips with her white index finger. Every movement revealed a sense of tranquility, elegance and ease.

Could it be that this potion, which exudes a strong pungent smell and makes people not want to take a step closer just by smelling it, really has an unexpectedly good taste?

Seeing Lena's relaxed posture, I couldn't help but become suspicious. After all, there are many weird things in this world. What looks good may not necessarily taste good, and what tastes good may not necessarily smell good.

But one thing must be remembered. Never let a woman with negative infinite cooking skills get close to eggs. It is precisely because eggs are easy to make that these women have a strong illusion that even they can do it. Use eggs to create a nice flavor.

Then, a different kind of Sister An was born.

The topic changed, and with a strong sense of uneasiness, I stretched out my trembling fingers, smeared a little potion residue on the edge of the bottle, and put it in my mouth with a feeling of death.

"..."

In an instant, as if starting from the tallest hair on the top of his head, a bright green color spread from the top of his head to his feet, until his whole body turned green.

A taste that can paralyze even the soul, a hell of taste, I can only describe it this way.

After a while, I recovered from the paralysis with tears streaming down my face, and my big hands pressed heavily on Lena's skinny shoulders.

"Lena, answer me, are the snacks Vilas brought last night sweet or salty?"

"The round one is sweet, the square one is salty, how about it?" Lena tilted her head slightly and answered in confusion.

"Nothing, great, you are so great, I am proud to have a sister like you."

I can guarantee that there are not many adventurers who can slowly swallow this stuff with a calm expression. This shows how calm Lena is, as an ordinary girl. and strong...

"Lena, how do you feel now?" Akara looked on with a smile, and then asked softly.

"Yeah, it's very sweet." Lena replied with a soft smile.

Even Akara took a full second to think about it. Lena was referring to the taste of candy in her mouth.

After a while, probably not long after Lena finished eating the candy, something strange happened to her body.

"Brother...brother, you are in good health...so hot..."

Lena was sweating hotly, and her exposed skin, which was originally whiter than fresh snow, showed a strange pink color. She was panting heavily, and her body was surprisingly hot, even from the inside of her delicate body wrapped in clothes. , a light mist evaporates.

It looked like he had a severe fever.

Holding Lena in my arms, I felt extremely hesitant, as if the weak girl in my arms would disappear at any time. I was confused and looked at Akara with helpless eyes.

"Don't panic, Wu. This is just the first time you drink it. Your body hasn't fully adapted to it yet. It's already expected."

Akara's calm and powerful words gave me a little peace of mind. I looked distressedly at Lena who was twisting in my arms. Lena, who could still smile peacefully even after drinking that potion, was trembling all over at this moment. She let out a painful moan, which made me imagine what kind of severe pain she was enduring now.

After a while, Lena's moans gradually became weaker, her nose was breathing rapidly, and she slowly opened her pair of light gray, breathtakingly beautiful pupils, and looked at me.

"Brother, I...I'm fine, please don't worry."

"Fool, how can you keep me from worrying when you look like this?" I sniffed and wanted to nudge her pretty nose as usual, but I held it back in the end.

"It seems to be working." Akara, who had been staring at Lena, said with a slightly excited tone at this moment.

Yes, the medicine is effective, and you, the old fox, can finally find a replacement coolie.

I rolled my eyes secretly and muttered dissatisfiedly in my heart. Even if Lena suffered so much, I wouldn't give it a good look even if it was Akara.

Looking back, it turned out that as Akara said, the weird pink color on Lena's snowy skin had slowly receded, replaced by a healthy rosy glow. Compared with the previous sickly paleness, she looked much more energetic. .

"like……"

Lena lay down in my arms a little strangely, moved her body, and felt the so-called strength (although this kind of strength is only what an ordinary girl with a frail constitution should have), even if she is as calm as she is, her face is Shang also burst into tears of joy.

This intense joy is probably dozens or hundreds of times greater than a normal person suddenly gaining the powerful power of an adventurer. I stood aside and watched with a smile, enjoying this joy with Lena.

Although the effect of the potion was only about half an hour, and every second was very precious, Akela still let Lena's inner joy be vented before she mentioned the training.

"I'm sorry, Lord Akara, I got too carried away."

Lena, who knew that she had just wasted a lot of time, lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the time will come."

Akara, who was smiling with his signature kind smile, gave up gently, even though neither of the two people could see anything in their eyes.

"Have you clearly memorized the basics of prophecy?"

After a pause, Akara's expression became serious. I had seen Akara sad and angry, but I had never seen him like this before. He was like a stern teacher.

"Yes, I have remembered everything." Lena replied, although her voice sounded delicate and weak, it was filled with strong confidence.

"The power of the Great Eye is powerful. You must look forward to it with a pious heart, without any disrespect or any distraction."

"Yes, Lord Akara."

Just like when teachers and students answer questions, Akara's expression is serious, and Lena's expression is also extremely respectful.

After asking all the things to pay attention to, Akara's expression softened: "I know that your talent is very high. Not long ago, you successfully used it for Wu. I just hope you don't Because of this, and being too complacent, prophecy is just like magic, even more profound and complicated than magic. You may not be able to touch the threshold in your lifetime. What you and I have learned now are just superficial. You must remember this clearly. .”

Akala's words made my skin stand on end, as if I was back in my student days. At that time, we were known as "the scary man who drank an entire bag of cheap tea in the teacher's office."

Soon, Akara finished his lesson and finally got to the point.

"You're welcome, just continue to use me as a test subject." Before Akara could say anything, I patted my chest and volunteered.

"..."

There were subtle expressions on the two people's faces at the same time.

"I don't know why. I have tried it many times, but I can't predict your future. Even if I just say a few words, I can't get a fragment. There is only a hazy darkness."

Akara sighed, if she could figure out even a little bit, she would be able to arrange things more proactively.

Hey, you are trying to say that this means my future is dark, right?

"I see, it was the same last time. Although I felt like I was successful, I didn't get any information. I thought there was something wrong. It turns out that even Master Akara couldn't predict the future of Brother Fan. It’s unimaginable.”

Hey, Lena, don't go along with it. Isn't it going to hurt me? Well? What's going on with this admiring look? Am I being admired?

My mind was severely damaged, but when I suddenly received the adoring gaze from Lena, I couldn't help but feel happy immediately.

"If I can't do it, then Grandma Akara, you can do it." Seeing that the two people agreed, I could only propose again.

"No, a prophet cannot predict for himself or other prophets. This is the rule."

Akara shook his head and said, the simple word "rules" blocked all roads. In this world, except God who created the rules, no one can be above the rules.

"It doesn't matter, just take Wu as the target. It's just practice anyway, there's no need to predict anything." After thinking for a moment, Akara said.

Lena is just a beginner. Now she can only predict the people standing in front of her. Only after her level increases, can she predict everything and people she is familiar with thousands of miles away. This kind of existence is also called Great prophet.

After everything was prepared, I stood in front of Lena and watched the palms of her two small hands that she stretched out toward me begin to glow with a faint white light. Some complicated and difficult-to-speak incantations were unconsciously spit out from her lips. I listened carefully. If you do, your head will immediately feel like something has been forced into it, causing it to bulge to the point of bursting.

I quickly calmed down and stopped listening carefully. Sure enough, even for adventurers, the prophet is a very mysterious existence.

A moment later, a spherical black mist appeared in Lena's hand. Lena's gray pupils stared closely at the mist, as if infected by the black inside. The color of the pupils became darker and darker, and finally they were as black as Like ink, it exudes a mysterious aura that seems to be able to suck people's souls into it.

According to the information obtained while chatting with Lena, only the prophet himself who casts the prophecy technique can obtain information from this fog. From the perspective of others, it is just a black fog.

It's also Lena who is not yet proficient. A great prophet like Akara can cast this small prophecy without chanting a spell, and this mysterious black mist will not appear. She only needs to concentrate on visualizing it in her mind for a while. It can be used, just like the two skills of a mage using magic: [Silent] and [Instant].

After a moment, the black mass dissipated, and Lena exhaled a breath from her small mouth, and a light layer of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead.

"How's it going? Did you see anything?"

Although we didn't hold out any hope, Akara and I still looked at each other with hope.

The prophet is also very particular about character sometimes. Lena might have seen some clips. For example, I was wearing colorful armor, holding the bug sword high, and stepped on the big pineapple's fiery red lizard head with one kick. Below or something...

Slowly raising her head, Lena at this moment showed a mysterious and ethereal temperament that was completely different from before. She stared at her with beautiful gray pupils, which made me sweat. Then she picked up her voice and spoke in a low voice. The voice spoke.

"I have seen the Death Star presented in your destiny."

"..."

"Hehe, how are you? You're scared, brother. This is what you taught me to say." The next moment, Lena put away her mysterious expression and winked mischievously.

"…………"

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"………………"

"Eh-eh——?! Brother?!"

"Maybe he was frightened."

Akara sighed, and poked the opponent with the crutch in his hand. With a slap, the stiff body fell to the ground in a stunned posture, like a sculpture.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhminingin'in' Did you use it wrong?"

"No, the solution is very good. You can do this in the future. This time it was just...an accident."

Akara shook his head, glanced at the "corpse" on the ground, and refrained from telling the truth.

This time it's just that... the target is an idiot who "believes anything my sister says without hesitation."