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Chapter 93 - 93 84 This Time She Wants to Stay

93: Chapter 84 This Time, She Wants to Stay 93: Chapter 84 This Time, She Wants to Stay Miko held the pestle in her hand, grinding the medicine with irregular taps.

Sweat beads slid down her forehead to the bridge of her nose, quickly gathering into a drop at the tip of her dainty nose.

Drip, the sweat bead fell onto the table.

She timed her grinding to her heartbeat, calculating with each breath the grinding motions, and was even strict about maintaining the correct incantation tones after each step.

“Potion making is an extremely profound and stringent art.

How could you do it whimsically based on what you feel inside?”

She stopped the work in her hands and couldn’t help but grumble to herself.

The last time they discussed potion brewing, Lind actually used something called “idealism” to judge it, which irritated her for a long time.

All the work she had done was to listen to Yuni, to sense the power—if you laugh at using formulas, then the steps of potion making aren’t hard and fast rules.

The predecessors’ countless trials and errors have finally led to a recipe that is infinitely close to success, like narrowing down the choices, which can save a lot of time.

Of course, if someone is favored by the Ring of Magic, maybe they don’t even need to take any potions; just swallowing a Heart of Calamity from an upper rank could let them advance.

She ceased her work and carefully decanted the potion into a glass bottle.

Opening the box used to store potion ingredients, she placed the bottle inside.

“Snap!”

The box closed with a sound that seemed very abrupt in the room.

She muttered again, her thoughts somehow drifting far away.

Last time, she saw Lian enter Lind’s room with a basket on her arm.

Although it wasn’t for long, that didn’t mean nothing happened—maybe Lind was just quick in his deeds.

Having taken such a big favor from Lind, and in consideration of his well-being, perhaps brewing a potion needed by men could be considered a form of repayment.

There was a strange moist sensation in the palm of her hand.

Miko rubbed the sweat from her palm onto the table, then muttered again, “Disgusting!”

Lately, her dreams sometimes featured a lion catching a rabbit, dulling her ability to sense Yuni’s power, and all of this she blamed on Lind!

The potion for ascending to the upper ranks was nearly ready; only the most critical steps were missing, and they couldn’t be far off now.

Thinking about it, Miko herself was astonished; she had traveled far and wide, reaping many benefits, but none were comparable to the short few days since she met Lind.

Of course, the most miraculous thing was the man himself.

If she were the lord, she would definitely choose to suppress the power of her subordinates.

Ensuring her own absolute strength was the only way to guarantee centralized power.

If those beneath her possessed the power to overthrow her at any moment, a lord would likely live in constant unease.

Or could it be that this is just the pedantry of the Old Nobility?

Do they truly believe that affection can transcend interests?

From her years of wandering, she had seen nothing that could withstand the lure of interests unless what was offered simply wasn’t enough.

While scoffing at others’ naivety, Miko suddenly realized that she seemed to prefer the company of such people.

Everyone laughs at those who are upright, yet all choose to be with the honest rather than with deceivers.

“But without a hint of noble temperament!” She felt as if some lion had just licked her palm again.

Goosebumps are undoubtedly the most malicious curse in this world, bringing forth embarrassment and unbearable pain, enough to make one’s toes cramp.

“Miss Miko!” A brash voice pierced through the wall, “Open the door, eh?

If you have the guts to run a Magic Potion Shop, why don’t you have the guts to open the door~”

Only those odd-minded Undead could talk like this.

She had no idea where these people got their energy every day.

If it were her who could die and come back to life endlessly, Miko felt she would collapse rather than merrily explore new ways to die every day.

Miko used to treat this group as normal people, but after seeing someone climb to the highest point of Star Dragon Ridge and then suddenly leap down with open arms, she knew she shouldn’t constrain them with the rationale of ordinary people.

Perhaps this is the price of immortality.

Mico left the room and waved her hand through the air.

The sudden breath of fresh air gave her the sensation of returning to the human world, quickly suppressing the emotion inside her heart that had been troubled by the lion.

As she opened the door of the Magic Potion Shop, two fierce heads poked through.

Choosing to drink Magic Potions provided by the Two-Headed People seemed very foolish to her, but the strength at Star Dragon Ridge had indeed reached an unprecedented peak.

To speak frankly, had these Two-Headed People been there before, they would have never been so embarrassed against the Upper Rank Black Knights and would definitely have won with ease.

“Lord has ordered that all shops close their doors during the preparation for war!”

During the preparation for war, all shops were closed, while the Blacksmith Shop and Magic Potion Shop had limited-time sales.

A pre-battle preparation could almost clear out the Undead’s Gold Coins and Points.

Mico couldn’t understand why Lind always sought to sweep away the Undead’s assets.

After the currency function of Rand’s Gold Coins had begun to be replaced by faction Points, Lind racked his brains to dry up the Undead’s Points.

No matter from which angle you viewed it, it would be more suitable for Star Dragon Ridge if the Undead, who had collectively advanced to the Great Knight class, had some savings and led the economic development.

Even in Mico’s view, Points were a very backward thing.

Loyalty to oneself was required to earn Points, and they were non-transferable.

Choosing to leave would automatically zero them out.

Moreover, the items in the Points Store weren’t sold for Points alone.

One also needed to reach a certain ranking evaluation, and there were even purchase limits.

Full of the Old Nobility’s feudal air, it was impressive how the emancipated Undead accepted this with enthusiasm.

“I’m not here to buy,” said the Undead, pointing behind him: “Lord has sent a singer.”

“A singer?”

What an odd title, but she had grown accustomed to the strange terms often blurted out by the Undead.

Mico observed the three people before her—male and two females—whose heights increased step by step, with the man being a dwarf.

She had some recollection of the dwarf.

If he was from Prey Town, then he must be the one she had glimpsed before.

An important aspect of taking Upper Rank Magic Potions was the guidance of a voice.

If someone sang poems at the ear side, it undoubtedly increased the chances of success, and she even heard that someone could brew the singing into a Magic Potion.

If drunk during an attempt to advance, one could hear a gentle song ringing in their ears.

“The efficiency of getting things done is quite high,” Tu Ya peeked out slightly.

She hadn’t expected that after merely mentioning once that listening to songs while taking Magic Potions might enhance the success rate, Lind immediately found her three people with fairly good vocal conditions.

“You’re all going to learn a few songs,” Mico finally relaxed her lips that were about to expose her gums, covering her rabbit teeth, and instructed the three, “You must sing with your heart, ideally interpreting the emotions.

I will keep the most suitable person.”

The most suitable would stay, but what about the unsuitable ones?

The three at varying heights exchanged glances, knowing they had to perform well.

Mico extended her hand to the Two-Headed Undead, who immediately handed over the task scroll.

Magic converged at the tip of Mico’s fingers, leaving a mark unique to her, also signifying the completion of the task for the other party.

“Are there 10 Points?” Mico took one final glance at the task rewards, no wonder the Undead were still accepting escort missions even during the time of preparation for war.

Everyone within Star Dragon Ridge knew that a fierce battle was coming.

And Mico knew she too faced a grim battle.

Rather than waiting here, she hoped to advance to High-ranking Wizard soon, perhaps in time for that fierce battle.

Previously, when passing through other territories, she would think of leaving at the first sign of trouble.

This time, she wanted to stay.

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