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She knew very well that Link, a “special guest”, a soul originally from another dimensional world,

but persistently referred to him as lad and insisted on treating him like a real brat, there was a reason behind it.

The mysteries of the soul are inexhaustible.

The mysteries linking the physical body to the soul are also inexhaustible.

These have been the subjects of studies by our ancestors from the Wizard World.

When the soul of an ordinary person, aged about a hundred years, gets “reincarnated” to couple with a body of eleven or twelve years old, its mentality, emotions, and thinking pattern begin to rejuvenate.

It doesn’t keep decay or gloom one might associate with such old age.

So, no matter how much Link believes in his maturity, many of his actions often reveal traits of a twelve or thirteen-year-old.

Spry, impulsive, following his heart without hesitation.

This only appears mature in contrast to his typical dealings with people.

In the eyes of the Serene Wizard and Sage Palo, Link Grande is undoubtedly a brat!

After her reflection, Serene Wizard proceeded to test the two sets of potions.

The test results almost perfectly matched the descriptions on the potion labels.

This evidenced that the Body Refining potion developed by Link was perfectly suitable for Lokan Morton.

After some deep thinking, Serene Wizard decided to fulfill Link’s wish: she sent a set of comprehensive enhancement potions to Lokan, enforcing him with a stern voice to give them a trial and provide feedback.

On this matter, she sided with Link.

Not to say, she was disregarding Lokan’s pride.

Rather, compared to advancing, losing a bit of dignity is not that significant.

Lokan was originally at fault, and so he should pay this price.

When Lokan received the potions, he was instantly overwhelmed.

Just a few days ago he had vowed never to seek help from that pretty boy, Link Grande.

However, his beloved Sister Serene sent him the Body Refining potion developed by that pretty boy.

If he wasn’t jealous of the pretty boy’s innate talent for Potion Study, his favorable treatment by Sister Serene- the close relationships and praises, would he have taken advantage of the boy and broken his arm?

Would he have tarnished the pretty boy’s image by terrorizing and threatening him?

No!

So, Lokan was very clear that the Body Refining potion developed by Link Grande would surely suit him exceedingly well.

But the clearer he was, the less he could use.

If he started, he probably would not be able to stop.

For a Body-refining wizard, the body’s reaction never lies.

If he could get a better and more suitable potion at a relatively low cost.

Even if he was not willing, his body would resist.

There are pros and cons to everything in this world.

Looking at the seven potions in his hand, Lokan could already foresee the day of his utter humiliation.

“Damn it!”

After harshly cursing, Lokan touched his bald head, wishing he could bash the cunning pretty boy.

Sadly, he couldn’t.

Lokan had no choice but to accept the trial of these potions.

A set of seven vials, one vial per day.

Seven days passed quickly.

And soon, the set of potions was used up completely.

Lokan didn’t know how to express his feelings.

Just judging by the effectiveness of the potion, it was undoubtedly, exceedingly good.

But combining it with the condition that he has to assure a constant supply of potions, it was undoubtedly, exceedingly humiliating.

While figuring out how to get past this, Serene Wizard sent a video communication request.

After hesitating for a while, Lokan didn’t accept it instantly, as he used to.

“Don’t want to ask for help?”

Serene Wizard asked directly in a cold tone, “Can’t let go of your pride?”

Lokan had no words to say.

“Sort it yourself then.”

After dropping that line, Serene Wizard ended the communication.

Damn!

Lokan cursed out loud.

In this state of unwillingness to strive, it would have been better if he had lashed out some harsh words.

Left with no other choice, to not damage his image in front of Sister Serene, Lokan reluctantly and slowly made his way to the Rear Camp, to the Potion Department.

He located Link in an experimental laboratory that had been open for a short while.

I…”

Despite stuttering for a long time, Lokan couldn’t utter a single complete sentence.

Link just smiled at him, gesturing towards a box prepared to one side, filled with potions enough for two months use, and said casually:

“No need for more words, take it.”

All Link wanted was for Lokan to take a blow to his pride.

It was okay to take the potions, soft words were not necessary.

After this event, would Lokan be able to stand his ground in front of Link?

Impossible!

The goal has been achieved, let’s leave it at that and quit while ahead.

Don’t overdo it!