Human race, but was chased by girls from all races

……

Hearing Lin Tianlang's words, Vincent's smile froze instantly, replaced by deep sorrow. He frowned, took a deep breath, and asked softly: "Tianlang, don't worry, you just woke up, your mind is not clear yet, this may be a normal phenomenon."

"Ah... what happened?" Lin Tianlang looked around blankly. Apart from confusion, there was nothing strange on his expression.

"Your soul is wounded." Vincent said slowly.

"My soul is injured?" Lin Tianlang repeated, then scratched his head: "It sounds serious... but I feel okay."

"Are you really feeling okay?" Vincent looked into Lin Tianlang's eyes and said seriously, "Then... can you recognize who I am?"

"You are……"

Lin Tianlang looked at Vincent, and stared at him, frowning, as if he was trying to recall something, but no matter what, his expression was always full of doubt. After a while, he suddenly felt a pain, and then quickly covered his head tightly with his hands. Obviously, the headache caused by the memory was still tormenting him.

Lin Tianlang shook his head in some pain: "I... Sir, I feel that you look very familiar, but I can't remember who you are... Um, were we familiar with each other before? To be honest, I thought you were the doctor who took care of me."

More than familiar, you are my most outstanding and proudest student. Vincent thought to himself, and then sighed softly.

At the side, Ovelina's expression also turned serious. She quietly walked to Vincent's side, leaned over and whispered in Vincent's ear: "This may be amnesia caused by soul injury, especially since he has just woken up. We need more time to observe the follow-up situation. Or, the effect of the potion may not have fully taken effect yet."

Vincent nodded. In his long life of more than 120 years, he had seen similar situations before. The soul was injured, and the head was injured. The possibility of amnesia was very high. But even so, he still felt very heavy in his heart.

"Sirius, do you remember your name?" Vincent asked softly, trying to keep his voice gentle.

“Me? My…my name…hiss…” Lin Tianlang gritted his teeth and said, “I remember now, my name should be Lin Tianlang…ha, then, who are you…”

"Tianlang, don't be anxious, take your time." Vincent said slowly: "My name is Vincent, Gary Vincent. What impression do you have of this name?"

"Gary Vincent..." Lin Tianlang began to try to recall again, but as the headache came on, beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

"Sorry, I can't remember." Lin Tianlang replied.

"It's OK if you can't remember. After all, you just woke up from a coma, so you may not be able to remember some things for a while. But don't worry, we will help you regain your memory."

"Okay, okay..." Lin Tianlang nodded, but his eyes were still full of confusion. Just thinking about who he was, who was the person in front of him, and where he was was enough to mess up his brain. Lin Tianlang tried to sit up, but his body was obviously still very weak. Just a little effort made him exhausted. His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was not used to his physical condition.

"He needs more rest now, which will help his recovery. Forcing himself to recall may be counterproductive," Ovelina said to Vincent.

"Yes, you are right." Vincent nodded: "Tianlang, you should have a good rest here and don't force yourself."

"Oh." Lin Tianlang nodded in response.

"Miss Ovelina, you take care of him here. I'm leaving first." Vincent said, and then looked at Lin Tianlang gently: "Tianlang, although you can't remember who I am for the time being, you can remember this information first."

"I, Gary Vincent, am your principal and your teacher. And you are my most outstanding student."

"Principal... student..." Lin Tianlang lowered his head and muttered a few words: "Okay, I will remember it, Mr. Principal."

Vincent was silent, then walked out of the school infirmary.

At this time, Xu Weiwei and several other girls outside the school clinic were waiting anxiously. Griffin had already walked away, leaving behind only an even more disturbing silence. They could not hear the conversation in the room, but their inner anxiety became more and more unbearable.

"Um, Lin Tianlang... will he be okay?" Aniya's voice trembled slightly, and her fingers were tightly twisted together. It was obvious that she was very worried about Lin Tianlang's condition.

"I don't know either..." Xu Weiwei bit her lip, trying to stay calm, but the uneasiness in her heart had already exposed her inner thoughts: "I hope the medicine is effective."

The girls waited anxiously, and then they saw Vincent walking out of the room. Seeing the principal, several girls immediately surrounded him, staring at him, eager to know Lin Tianlang's situation.

"Mr. Principal, how is Tianlang?" Shirley asked first, with a hint of nervousness in her voice.

Vincent felt sad as he watched the five girls staring at him. He was a little reluctant and worried that telling them the truth would make them too sad, so he chose to conceal it temporarily.

"Tianlang is awake." Vincent said in a deep voice, "However, the situation is a little bad. You know that the soul is seriously injured, so his body is very weak. Now he has fallen asleep, and I have asked Miss Ovilina to take good care of him. As for you, please don't go in and disturb him for the time being."

After hearing what the principal said, the girls looked at each other, feeling even more uneasy.

"Mr. Principal...is there something wrong?" Xu Weiwei asked anxiously.

"Yes, there is a situation. He has just recovered from a coma and his memory is a little confused. In order for him to recover as soon as possible, he must rest well now." Vincent replied calmly.

"Memory confusion?!" the girls shouted in unison.

"Can we go see him?" Long Xinyu asked with an anxious tone.

Vincent shook his head: "He has gone to bed now, you can come back tomorrow. Don't worry too much, Miss Ovelina will take good care of him."

Xu Weiwei and the others looked at each other, their faces revealing deep worry.

"Don't worry too much. When Tianlang woke up just now, he had a brief conversation with me. His biggest problem now is that he has a headache, but there is nothing wrong with other parts of his body." Vincent pretended to be relaxed and said, "Go back. When he wakes up tomorrow, he should be in better condition."

After that, Vincent left. Looking at Vincent's departing back, Qiuyue said softly: "Everyone... I feel like the principal seems to be hiding something that he doesn't want us to know."

"Senior sister, there's no need to feel anything. It's better to say that he's hiding something!" Long Xinyu pouted and said angrily, "It won't kill you to go in and take a look at him. Does the principal have to chase us away like this?"

"So what should we do now?" Aniya looked left and right, a little undecided. The other girls also looked at each other, and finally the remaining four people looked at Xu Weiwei at the same time.

"Let's go first." Xu Weiwei sighed softly: "The principal doesn't want us to go in now, he must have his reasons."

"Well, I agree. Since the principal also said that Tianlang has gone to bed, we shouldn't go in and disturb him." Shirley echoed.

The girls left together, but everyone was feeling heavy-hearted, so no one spoke as they returned.

……

After leaving the school infirmary, Vincent did not return to his office, but went straight to Griffin's office. Griffin's office was not just an office, but also had his own private alchemy room. He would stay in his private alchemy room when he was making potions.

At the door of Griffin's office, Vincent knocked and walked in.

"Franc." Vincent called Griffin's name.

"Principal, what's up?" Griffin walked out of the alchemy room after hearing the noise outside. When he saw Vincent, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is that kid in bad condition?"

“Yes.” Vincent nodded: “Although he is awake, he has amnesia.”

"He doesn't know who I am anymore."

After hearing Vincent's words, Griffin frowned tightly: "When the soul is injured, amnesia is indeed a very common situation. Especially the head of the soul."

"I expected this. But... Alas, Fran, that child, to me now, seems like my own flesh and blood. Seeing him like this, I can't help but feel heartbroken." Vincent sighed deeply: "Sometimes I wonder if the pressure I put on him is still too great. At his age, look at his peers around him. He should be enjoying his youth, but he has to bear such a heavy responsibility... Alas."

"..."

Listening to Vincent's sigh, Griffin did not speak and remained silent.

"Fran, what are you doing now?" Vincent asked.

"Continue to refine the Soul-Nourishing Potion." Griffin simply replied: "I don't know if other potions are useful, but the Soul-Nourishing Potion will definitely help."

"Yes." Vincent nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you."

"How long will it take to refine it?"

"There are still some reusable materials in the last batch of potions. If all goes well, a new batch can be produced tomorrow." Griffin replied.

"it is good."

Vincent sighed softly and left Griffin's office.