Chapter 336 Chapter 130 Dragon Blood Magic Potion
“You’re going to deal with him yourself?” Verafia seemed surprised, her scorching golden eyes looking up at the young man in front of her.
“After all, Shiel is my sister. If those old guys’ conspiracies come to pass and she falls into that scoundrel’s hands, I can’t allow it.”
Igter smiled at Verafia, his azure blue eyes looking up at the sky under the thin moonlight, as if the girl, as delicate as a small flower on a snow mountain, was bathing in the serene night. He gripped his sword a little tighter.
“Originally, Father wanted Shiel to delay for a while at Lichen’s academy. But those scoundrels from the clan council not only forced her to return to Lorinc, but also brought Douglas with her. Since Father has no reason to act under the King’s decree, then, naturally, it should be up to me to deal with him.”
“Wait, Igter, you mean…”
Seeing the determined expression on the black-haired young man’s face, the silver-haired girl took a small step forward, her snow-white little face showing surprise.
Flarn was a direct descendant of Duke Oran, the “Ancestor of Blood,” and had inherited fragments of his legacy. From Igter’s words, the memory fragments of Duke Oran regarding the Landislofen family faintly emerged, making her seem to guess something.
“A challenge.”
Igter’s slightly long coat was lightly blown by the night wind outside the window. He turned his gaze towards the Cross Kite Pattern crest on the castle under the faint moonlight and said, “Douglas and Shiel’s so-called engagement was completed under the King’s witness. From the aspects of morality and obligation, Father has no possibility of violating it. However, to stop it, according to the traditions of the Landislofen family, it is not without possibility.”
The Landislofen family stood firm in the Peka Kingdom with military might, which could be seen from its inheritance method, which was completely different from that of ordinary great nobles. Therefore, according to the corresponding traditions, those who wished to marry the clan head’s daughter also needed to pass the test of the strongest among the same generation in the Landislofen family, and only after winning would they be recognized.
Of course, such traditions were almost always used as a formality. After all, for hundreds of years, whether it was choosing a son-in-law or a political marriage, the Landislofen family head had no reason to make things difficult for the person he agreed to marry.
Igter’s sudden mention of this matter at this time made its meaning clear.
“Igter, are you too impatient because of Shiel…”
Seeing Igter say this, Flarn’s little face became tense. She ran to the young man’s front and vigorously raised her small face, “You know, if you want to compete for this opportunity to challenge Douglas, what will those who are hostile to you do?”
The blood race girl had practiced sword techniques with Igter many times and knew very well that his strength was still only at Silver.
Perhaps the sword techniques Verafia taught him, the talent she bestowed, and the physical body he had painstakingly tempered in recent days could allow Igter to fight with an ordinary Gold-ranked expert. However, the person standing opposite them, at least Blade, whom she had seen, was close to Platinum Rank strength.
If Igter merely completed the family assessment under the Marquis’s arrangement, it might not be difficult. But if he wanted to seize the opportunity to challenge Douglas, he would inevitably have to fight against Blade and others, and in this way, the opponent would have every chance to kill Igter during the fight!
Not to mention Douglas. Although Flarn was not clear about his strength, just from the fact that the red-haired youth had blocked the attack of the sacrificing white-robed mage with one hand without any injury, his strength was at least a titled Crystal, and he was definitely a powerful person even among his peers!
Seeing the silver-haired girl’s anxious and worried look, Igter reached out and touched her silk-like silver hair. When she slightly raised her small face in surprise, he smiled and said, “Young Lady has trained me for so long, and I’m not completely without a chance against Blade. And I know what I’m doing.”
“Tch, you impulsive guy, do you even remember that this young lady taught you sword techniques?”
A displeased girl’s voice came over. Igter turned sideways to apologize to her, but found that Verafia was already standing in front of him.
The girl pouted slightly, her rose-like lips pursed. Her scorching golden eyes, tilted upwards, looked at him angrily, “You’re my attendant, why didn’t you tell me about something like this first!”
“Isn’t it because I was worried Young Lady would object?”
Looking at the girl beside him with her rosy cheeks puffed out, and the slightly angry radiance rippling in her beautiful golden eyes so close to him, Igter found that the calm state of mind he had just had in his heart had completely disappeared. He smiled sheepishly.
“But Young Lady, don’t worry, they probably don’t have the guts to kill me directly. By then, I’ll still have a chance to take you to Lichen.”
“Do you think this young lady cares about you!”
Verafia looked very angry, as if she was about to scold the impulsive young man. However, seeing the expression in the young man’s azure blue eyes, she knew that persuasion was useless, so she simply shook her little head, “Forget it, this young lady won’t manage you anymore. But, even if you’re going to your death, there’s no need to do it in such a foolish way!”
“Young Lady, do you have a way?” Igter looked up. He heard the implied meaning in the girl’s words.
“Really, we agreed that you were to be my attendant, how come this young lady always has to do things for you… Forget it, do you remember that magic potion I mentioned before… it’s this one, I just finished refining it.”
Verafia pouted her delicate lips, and a white light flashed in her slender, jade-like small hand. She held a small bottle of dark red magic potion and shook it in front of Igter.
Igter focused his gaze and looked carefully. The magic potion bottle held in the girl’s small hand was actually a high-quality alchemy tool. At the mouth of the bottle, extremely obscure runes were inscribed with mithril patterns to seal the magic potion contained within.
However, even so, when the girl first took it out, not only was there a sense of oppression from the high-level energy, but Igter also felt an extremely stifling feeling, as if… there was something of a very high level within the magic potion, on par with the eyes.
And the dark red and deep magic potion, upon closer inspection, seemed to reveal a trace of crystal clear blue, like frost.
“Mwah. Is this the Dragon Blood Magic Potion you were talking about, Verafia?”
A clear, crystalline girl’s voice, like ice crystals, but with a slightly soft and glutinous feel, sounded out.
Ophi ran to Verafia’s front. Her ice-blue, transparent dragon tail flicked slightly. Lowering her small face, her frost-blue big eyes looked curiously at the magic potion the girl was holding in her hand, which was refined with her own blood.
Hearing Ophi’s words, Igter finally remembered the conversation between Verafia and the long-eared wood elf named Ainse before entering the Abyss of Deathly Stillness. He couldn’t help but look up and say, “Young Lady, is this the ‘Spirit Breaking Blood’ that you wanted to refine back then?”
