Chapter 79: You Really Are Willing

"Luo En, long time no see." Trish's voice was much lighter: "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Trish, congratulations on winning the duel." Luo En was slightly surprised, but still sincerely congratulated: "Your leopard woman's strength is amazing."

This scene immediately caused a burst of surprised and envious whispers among the surrounding apprentices.

"Isn't that..."

"Luo En? Is that the one..."

"Lady Allen's new assistant! I've seen him in the herb shop..."

"Trish actually knows him. No wonder her leopard woman is so strong, she must have used special advanced potions!"

"Oh my god, look at Cynthia's expression, she's about to kill someone..."

Trish's easy victory and her familiarity with Luo En undoubtedly raised her status in everyone's eyes.

Those eyes that might have carried a bit of scrutiny originally now became respectful.

Cynthia stood in the distance, her eyes full of jealousy and anger.

She stared at the leopard woman beside Trish, her eyes gloomy.

"Trish's leopard woman must have used advanced potions, and not the ordinary kind," she guessed in her heart:

"Ordinary potions would never have such an effect. Where did she get such high-quality potions?"

She frowned, her gaze turning to Luo En, who was talking to Trish, and a hint of unpleasant speculation surged in her heart.

"That old witch Allen's student," Cynthia narrowed her eyes: "Perhaps this is the secret of Trish's sudden rise?"

"What a coincidence." On the other side, Trish said to Luo En with a smile: "I was planning to find you in a few days to commission the next batch of potions. I didn't expect to meet you here."

She gently stroked the leopard woman's shoulder, her gaze carrying obvious pride:

"The blood awakening agent you helped me refine last time worked very well. Liyue's combat power increased by at least 30%, and her recovery ability in battle and pain suppression effect were especially remarkable."

Luo En smiled slightly upon hearing this, feeling relieved in his heart, but then said with some difficulty: "I'm sorry, Trish, I'm afraid I can't configure potions for you in the short term."

Trish was a bit anxious when she heard this: "What's wrong? Did you encounter any trouble? If there's anything I can help you with..."

"Uh, don't worry, it's actually that I need to prepare for the potion-maker certification assessment recently," Luo En had to explain slightly:

"It requires a lot of time to prepare and practice, so I might not have the energy to take new orders."

"Potion-maker certification?" The brown-haired girl's eyes widened a bit, but she quickly returned to normal, a flash of admiration in her eyes:

"That's right, with your potion technique, applying for certification is a matter of course. At such a level, among us apprentices, you are probably already an absolute leader."

The two stood there around the plaza, chatting as if no one else were around.

For most primary apprentices with mediocre aptitude, a genius in the candidate wizard sequence taking the initiative to talk to them is already a great honor.

And the almost equal communication style between Luo En and Trish made many apprentices envious.

"When is the assessment scheduled?" Trish asked with concern.

"In a week." Luo En replied: "I'm planning to buy some materials and practice the formulas that might be tested in the assessment in advance."

"I can understand." Trish nodded: "Speaking of which, if it weren't for the special potions you provided today, my Liyue might really not have been the opponent of that half-orc warrior."

She looked at the half-orc lying on the ground, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes:

"That berserk crystal is a prohibited item, but this kind of thing is too common among sequence members, and no one will accuse it."

Cynthia, who had been left out for a long time, had her face twisted to the extreme.

She not only lost the duel but was also completely ignored by the winner, which was a great humiliation to her, who had always been proud.

"Cynthia, this woman, has been working hard to accumulate points and resources since she entered the candidate wizard sequence."

Trish added in a low voice in Luo En's ear:

"But her actual performance has always been not very good. If it weren't for the support of Wizard Marshala, her ranking might be even lower. This time, I guess she just entered the sequence and treated me as a soft persimmon. If it weren't for the potion resource support you provided, I would have been in danger this time."

Just as Cynthia was about to explode, a figure appeared quietly behind her.

"Cynthia." A low and calm voice sounded in her ear: "I don't suggest you explode now."

Cynthia turned her head and saw Oliver standing there, with his usual perfect smile on his face.

His eyes were gentle but carried unquestionable majesty, making Cynthia's soon-to-explode anger cool down a bit.

"Get out of my way! Oliver." She said in a low voice, her tone filled with extreme frustration:

"I lost an important combat slave and was humiliated by that humble hunter's daughter!"

"Temporary setbacks are not worth worrying about." Oliver said softly, his gaze glancing at Luo En in the distance without a trace:

"Besides, I have more important things to discuss with you."

He whispered a few words in Cynthia's ear, and Cynthia's expression gradually changed from anger to shock, and finally to a kind of morbid excitement.

"It's hard for me to believe." She whispered: "You have really decided..."

"Of course." Oliver nodded: "But now is not the time. Let's go back and talk slowly."

He turned and left. Cynthia hesitated for a moment, then glared at Trish fiercely, and followed Oliver's footsteps.

Luo En noticed this scene, and the alarm bell in his heart rang loudly.

And after the two left, he noticed two servants appearing quietly, skillfully putting a large sack over the half-orc who was already dying, and then dragging it away nimbly.

No one made a sound to stop the whole process, and even the surrounding apprentices didn't look in that direction more, as if this were the most normal thing.

"What will happen to this half-orc warrior?" Luo En looked at Norris on the side without changing his expression.

Norris put the witness money into his clothes pocket, and just shrugged when he heard the words:

"Defeated slave? Usually, there will be no good end. If the injury is light, maybe it will be sold; if it is seriously injured like this half-orc, it will probably be sent to the school's resource recovery center."

"What is the resource recovery center?" Luo En already had a guess in his heart.

"It is to extract the parts of them that still have utilization value, and finally half of the magic stone fragments obtained will be given to Cynthia, the owner."

Norris's tone was exceptionally calm, as if discussing the weather:

"The half-orc's skin is very tough, and the heart and other internal organs are also good potion materials. As for the bones—they can be ground into powder and used for various rituals."

Luo En nodded and didn't ask any further.

The rules here are so cruel. For him, this can no longer be considered news.

After Norris left, Luo En cast a scrutinizing gaze at the leopard woman Liyue.

After the effect of the blood stimulation potion gradually faded, the various abnormalities stimulated in her seemed to have returned to normal, but that innate elegance and danger still existed.

"Your leopard woman is really impressive..."

He praised sincerely, his gaze lingering on Liyue's elegant and dangerous figure:

"Although I have refined quite a few blood stimulation potions, I have never seen such a pure stimulation effect."

Trish raised an eyebrow when she heard this, and the corner of her mouth lifted slightly.

The sense of distance she usually deliberately maintained seemed to have melted away a bit. She gently stroked Liyue's shoulder, a hint of softness rarely shown in her eyes.

"Liyue is indeed... very special." She lowered her voice, her tone carrying unconscious pride:

"I guess you must be very curious about her origin, right?"

Luo En nodded, not hiding the thirst for knowledge flickering in his eyes: "If you are willing to share, I am all ears."