Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Potions.
Su Cheng: “…”
Su Cheng didn't want to talk about this at first because she always felt a little embarrassed, but since the other party mentioned it, she was too lazy to beat around the bush.
Su Cheng: "If you are talking about the breath of another god, it is the god of purity."
They are gods promoted by the God of Light himself. The power of the Seven Gods of Glory was bestowed by the God of Light, but their divine natures are different, so the forms of expression are different.
But in terms of breath, because they have the same origin, they are roughly the same type.
"God of Purity?" Sasha asked with a subtle look. "Are you saying that the person you met claimed to be Cesia?"
Su Cheng was speechless. "What do you mean—he didn't claim to be him at all. He is obviously the one, and many clergymen saw it with me!"
Sasha: "...'see'?"
Su Cheng: "Yeah, I just saw him. I didn't even touch him! He got upset after just a few glances and even threatened me!"
Sasha narrowed her eyes, "You sound aggrieved."
"Shouldn't I feel wronged? I didn't have any blasphemous thoughts at the time; I simply thought it was beautiful."
Su Cheng paused. "Although I did say something wrong, I didn't mean to provoke him. Oh my god, this is my own fault. I really should talk less, especially when I don't know anything."
Sasha looked at her thoughtfully, as if finally realizing what was wrong, "Really."
Su Cheng spread out his hands. "Yeah, strictly speaking, it's not the real body. It should be just an image? I'm not sure."
Sasha: “…”
The silver-haired young man looked strange, "What the hell is he doing?"
Su Cheng shrugged. "I can understand some of his anger, but if we don't mention the unicorn and just talk about the previous incident, I was the unlucky victim. That guy might just be using me to provoke him. I was his tool to cause trouble. Maybe my only mistake was that I shouldn't have gone to the temple—"
"Oh," Sasha tilted her head. "Of course you're right, dear. Although I don't know the whole story, since it's related to the Church and those so-called gods, I'm 100% sure that everything is their fault."
Su Cheng: “?”
Su Cheng couldn't help but feel more favorable towards him, "Really?"
The vampire smiled and said, "Yes, they have killed my people before. I know the true face of those things very well. But if you keep hesitating, I will carry you over directly."
Su Cheng rolled his eyes at him, "I was about to go into the house when you held me back, okay?!"
"By the way," he said, deaf to the sound, "Camus asked you to take all that succubus blood with you—"
The city of Jinpo was shrouded in the night. The two men walked through the bustling streets. The hall of the mercenary guild was still noisy and filled with the strong smell of wine.
Maybe it was because it was evening and there were several tables of people drinking in the corner.
Su Cheng glanced from afar and suddenly saw a familiar figure.
The silver-haired boy was sitting in the crowd with his back to her. He seemed to sense something and turned around at the same time.
Su Cheng waved to him.
The silver-haired boy stood up and walked over.
"Sir Xiao Lan," Su Cheng greeted with a smile, "According to our agreement, I want to tell you that I will probably go to Cross Star to study."
"I see," Xiao Lan nodded slightly, "Their Yongzhiyuan also sent me a letter. Perhaps we can indeed be classmates."
"Although, I'm in the Secret Academy." Su Cheng said uncertainly: "We may not be able to attend classes together, unless there are some electives that require it?"
Xiao Lan fell into deep thought. "Actually, I'm also an elemental resonator. How about I ask the people at the Secret Academy? I wonder if there are any spots left?"
Su Cheng: "...I can answer this question for you. There is only one spot assigned here. If you want to go, we will have to duel."
As a member of the Silver Wing Mercenary Group, Xiao Lan also attracted much attention in the Mercenary Guild. Many people coming and going knew him, and there was more than one person listening to them talk.
Everyone looked sideways when they heard this.
Su Cheng had only been here twice, so she was a stranger. Some people couldn't help but ask who she was.
The well-informed person immediately became interested and whispered about her deeds.
They portrayed her as a master of the supernatural who was proficient in curses, and said that she had joined a B-level mercenary group. The leader looked low-key, but was actually very difficult to deal with.
At least in this guild, more than one group of people have been beaten by him.
"Really?" Xiao Lan was also a little surprised. "Although I'm looking forward to fighting you, I don't think I'm your opponent right now."
The nearby mercenaries were suddenly in an uproar.
He also has the rank pattern of a great battle master on his body. The shining shield and the emblem of the silver sword both indicate his identity as a sixth-rank warrior.
The one next to him is just a second-level magician.
——He actually said he was no match?!
Everyone became more and more certain that the magician's emblem was just a disguise, and her main identity must not be an elemental magician, this was most likely just a side job.
Su Cheng: “…”
This guy must know that she is a person favored by God, otherwise he must have a problem with his brain.
Su Cheng: "No matter who wins or loses, we can't be classmates, unless I give up this spot, and then we can go to the Fengzhiyuan together to become magic warriors."
Xiao Lan's eyes lit up, "That sounds good."
Su Cheng frowned, "Do you really want to be my classmate so much?"
"Just kidding," Xiao Lan smiled. "I wouldn't make such an impolite request of you. Besides, I'm not at school most of the time. Anyway, thank you for your time. I assume you and your group members have something else to do?"
"I'm glad you finally figured it out," Sasha clapped her hands. "I thought you were planning on having breakfast together."
The surrounding Silver Wing members stared at him with unfriendly eyes, but they soon discovered that he was not human.
——Some characteristics of the vampires are still quite obvious.
Their gazes changed.
Although many vampires have turned to the Cult of Eternal Night and become minions of the Dark God, vampires are still different from demons and are not recognized as dark descendants.
Therefore, the Holy See's attitude towards vampires seems somewhat ambiguous.
Although they have killed many vampires, those were either openly enemies of the Church or were labeled heretics.
In the territory of the Holy See, ordinary vampires may be subject to strict scrutiny, but only to ensure that they are not believers of the Dark God.
But no matter what, the long lifespan and strong vitality also give the vampires knowledge and power far beyond that of ordinary intelligent races.
So most people don't dare to provoke them.
"...Sorry." Xiao Lan apologized politely.
He blinked, a hint of doubt flashing in his blue eyes, "Have I seen you somewhere before, sir?"
"Maybe," Sasha glanced at him, "if you've been around enough."
The tone of the vampires' words was not very polite, and the expressions of the Silver Wing members were not very good, but most people would not want to provoke these immortal species unless necessary.
They are not ordinary people, but they are also a little wary.
The silver-haired young man quickly pulled the young man next to him away without giving them a chance to cause trouble.
When Su Cheng entered Heiyan's conference room, he was almost knocked unconscious by the strong smell of medicine.
She smelled a sour, rancid odor, as if rotten fruit had been soaked in a jar of corpse blood, followed by the bitter, moldy smell of medicinal herbs, mixed with a pungent fishy odor.
“…What the hell?!”
She couldn't help but dry heave twice and almost vomited out the dinner she had eaten before - fortunately, it had been a long time since she last ate.
A few black scorched stones were piled on the long table, with a golden-red flame burning in the middle of the stones, and a silver-white crucible was placed crookedly on top.
There were dark red marks of varying lengths on the surface of the crucible, like dried bloodstains.
Various materials were scattered on the table next to it.
Shriveled and sharp bird claws, moth wings covered with green mold, wrinkled plant roots, and some crystal bottles with residues of various liquids.
There was also a large pile of parchment filled with calculation formulas. The handwriting looked very sloppy, but the arrangement was very neat.
Camus stood aside with his arms folded.
He took off his coat and was not wearing a hat. His dark blond curly hair was a little messy, and the strands of hair were wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.
Those cold, hard blue eyes stared at the crucible.
The Blood Mage's shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his sturdy forearms with distinct muscles. The backs of his hands were brimming with tendons and bones, and his long fingers were tapping restlessly.
Su Cheng pinched his nose and looked at him, "Please tell me if this is for bathing or foot soaking."
"Don't think about it," Camus said without looking up. "I drank it."
“No—”
Su Cheng screamed.
He yelled twice and suddenly stopped, "Wait, if I drink this, I can get rid of the curse forever? I'm willing to do that. You can even let me eat shit."
Camus: “…………I can’t.”
"So it's just an experimental drug?" Su Cheng held his forehead with his hand. "I still have the blood of a succubus. How about using that for a few times?"
Camus shook his head slightly. "Your curse is different. It might work the first time, but the effect will be greatly weakened if you drink it again. I asked you to bring all your blood. Did you bring it?"
Su Cheng took out several specially made crystal bottles, which were used to store potions and could maintain the activity of the potions to a certain extent. They were all filled with succubus blood.
If she didn't have too many bottles like this, she might have asked the succubus to store more that day.
But his predecessor was just an ordinary elemental mage, and he had only a vague understanding of the field of potions. He had only made a few very simple potions.
So there won’t be a lot of related props in stock.
Camus picked up one of the bottles and poured a few drops into a very shallow dish. After studying it for a while, he showed a subtle look.
"It's just as I thought. This succubus is a little special—"
He raised his head and glanced at her. "You have two choices. I'm 90% sure that you will never die from the curse again."
"Does that sound good?"
"But it might make the frequency of your curse attacks less stable. The second option is to significantly extend the time between attacks, but if you don't get relief, you might still die."
"...Then I'll definitely choose the first one! Is your 90% confidence reliable?"
"My suggestion," the blood mage narrowed his eyes slightly. "Drink the potion first."
He said as he poured all of the succubus blood into the potion.
Su Cheng: "Wait a minute, do you need to use them all?"
Camus raised his hand. "That's just about the required dose."
Su Cheng: “…”
That's fine.
Su Cheng sighed and looked at the strange potion. "There are so many ways to relieve curses in this world. Did you deliberately choose the one that would torment me the most?"
"There are indeed other ways," the blood mage said calmly, "but your ability to endure pain is appalling. Do you remember how you cried the last time you were here?"
Su Cheng looked up at the sky, "That's a physiological reaction."
The Blood Mage sneered, "You could have nearly overturned the table, if you had the strength."
Su Cheng: "You hurt me too much."
The blond man's eyes darkened, and his steel-blue eyes swept over her solemnly, "...That's what I said."
Su Cheng was about to take a deep breath and argue with him, but the taste made him feel nauseous. "Okay, I'll drink it when the curse is about to strike next time."
Camus raised his eyebrows slightly. "We agreed that as long as it's to remove your curse and as long as it doesn't endanger your life, you must obey me."
"...The original words were that I would cooperate with you," Su Cheng said expressionlessly, "and don't think I don't know. You just want to use me as experimental material."
She looked at the potion that was steaming.
It now took on a strange crimson color, with white lumps resembling bone fragments floating in the foam, and powders of various plants floating on the surface.
It looked like the corpse of something being cooked.
"By the way," Su Cheng said with difficulty, "...can I have something sweet after drinking this?"
"In a moment."
Camus picked up a small hourglass, turned it upside down, placed it on the table, and pointed.
Su Cheng widened his eyes, watching the fine sand slowly flowing down from the bottleneck. Judging from the speed at which it was decreasing, it would take at least ten minutes for it to flow out.
Ten minutes!
The taste in my mouth is gone!
She whimpered in pain, "Okay, I'll drink it. How much do you want to drink each time? Don't tell me it's that whole pot."
Camus looked at the crucible and said, "Oh, no, it's only half full."
Su Cheng: “?”
Su Cheng tried to find some trace of joking on his face.
Camus continued, "There's another half pot. Because we're missing an ingredient, we haven't made it yet, so you can drink this first."
Su Cheng: "...What are you missing? Wait, since you're missing something, why not wait until you gather everything and then we can drink together? It's no use drinking now, right?"
"But it helps me observe your reaction—"
Camus looked at the potion in the crucible, snapped his fingers, and the flame below went out on its own. He then slowly began to fill it with the potion.
"The gel extracted from the sap of the Shadow Vine," the blood mage said casually, "along with some other similar magical materials, are all impounded in the temple of the Church."
Su Cheng was stunned. "You want me to ask for some?"
"No," he shook his head, "you have to steal it."
Su Cheng's mask of pain.
How come I can't escape this kind of plot?!
Moreover, in the original novel, when Lin Yun went to the temple to steal things, it was about one or two hundred chapters ago, and he had many more skills by then.
Although he is not a person favored by God, the power of a person favored by God does not make it easy to steal things.
"If you're worried that the Vatican won't give it to you," Su Cheng sighed, "I don't think that's the case. The Archbishop should give me some face. Besides, we don't need a lot, do we?"
Both men in the conference room stared at her.
“…That’s not the question.”
Camus said in a deep voice, "In the Gray Swamp to the west of the Scarlet Sun Empire, Shadow Vine grows there. A ghoul clan called Red Jaws also lives nearby. The ghouls use their venom to feed those magical plants, then make gel and sell it."
It is said that ghouls are the followers of the god of death, who takes away the souls of the dead and gives them the empty flesh and bones to feed on.
And the God of Death happens to be one of the important allies of the God of Darkness.
Therefore, ghouls were also labeled as heretics by the Church.
"The Erosion Vine gel has fallen into the hands of the Church. It must be purified. They need to remove the remaining ghoul toxins in the gel, which will seriously affect the efficacy of the medicine. We must strike before they have completely cleared out their inventory."
"Oh my God," Su Cheng covered his forehead, "I understand, Zhan En just told this to my uncle."
Sasha whistled. "That's a really intimate term."
"But," Su Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him, "I thought the Holy See's purification target should be the residual aura of those dark descendants, which can corrupt people. Ghoul toxins can either kill people or be used as medicine after processing, right?"
Sasha gave him a look that looked like a fool. "The Vatican will think that if you need ghoul toxins to treat an illness, you might be a heretic. Why don't you talk to your archbishop and ask him if that's the case?"
Su Cheng rolled her eyes speechlessly. She must be crazy to tell this to the Archbishop. "Forget it, I know those people are not normal either..."
She asks about their plans to steal.
Camus was about to speak when the door of the conference room was pushed open again.
The man with black hair and golden eyes walked in, still dressed with his chest half exposed, a fur cloak hanging behind him, and a look of surprise on his unusually handsome face.
"This smell," the captain said, looking a little surprised, "I can smell it in the corridor."
"Yeah," Su Cheng said weakly, "Guess what, that's my midnight snack."
Kai immediately gave her a sympathetic look.
Su Cheng's eyes were almost filled with tears. Compared to a certain wizard who was obsessed with experiments and a certain vampire who was gloating over others' misfortunes, it turned out that only the leader was a good person.
She was about to express her feelings when she suddenly heard her stomach growling.
"Oh?" Camus turned to look at her. "Are you hungry?"
Su Cheng felt his gaze startle him. "It's true that the last time I ate there was last night, but that doesn't mean I want to drink what's in your pot."
The blood mage slowly curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile without any emotion, which even looked a little ferocious.
"If you noticed, they're no longer in the pot, but you were probably too hungry to see clearly."
He picked up the large glass bottle on the table and walked over aggressively.
The deep red liquid in the bottle kept shaking.
The bone fragments floating inside hit the inner wall, making a slight noise.
Su Cheng looked at the bottle that was almost bigger than her head: "......"
Su Cheng turned and rushed towards the head of the group, "Help!"
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