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"Teacher, are you okay?" In the chaos, Vivian climbed up from the ground in panic, trying to get closer to Salvatore.

In the explosion just now, Salvatore protected Vivian under his body. He withstood the power of the explosion, but he was not injured. Light blue magic lines appeared on the clothes on his back.

Lucas on the side was not so lucky. As Vivian's partner, he was hit the hardest. Although he was also protected by armor, the armor only blocked the explosion and not the splashing potion. But Lucas He was still wearing white today, but now his clothes were covered in potions and residual herbal residue, making him look like he had just fallen into a mire.

Salvatore rarely accepted Vivian's overtures. He just waved his hand and stood up. He looked at Vivian, who was spotlessly dressed in a dress, with a very complicated expression.

"What happened just now?" He finally asked calmly without mocking.

As a first-year potion practice class, the refining potion is naturally both simple and safe. Salvatore was really curious at this moment. Who can make such a mild potion as a first-level healing potion? They are all trained to the point of frying.

Hearing these words, Vivian looked very aggrieved. Her eyes were already full of tears. When she was asked, big tears rolled down from her eyes. She lowered her head and sobbed silently without saying a word. Ken said.

The onlookers and Salvatore looked at Lucas at the same time.

Lucas:…

No, what do you see me doing?

"Lucas, please tell me what you did just now." Without facing the heroine, Salvatore's poisonous tongue skills resumed again, "After all, not everyone can refine the first-level healing potion to the point of explosion. . I believe this is a very typical negative material."

The surrounding students burst into laughter.

Vivian raised her head and looked at Lucas with tears in her eyes, seemingly acquiescing to Lucas to bear all the mistakes.

Facing everyone's mocking gazes, Lucas felt his face burning. He wiped a handful of the medicinal residue on his face casually and replied dully: "I just followed the steps and put in the herbs Vivian gave me. into the pot."

This is true. Vivian's herbal grinding posture is elegant and pleasing to the eye - but only pleasing to the eye. After all, some potions require grinding herbs into powder or even granules. With Vivian's hand strength and posture, it is obviously impossible to do this.

Salvatore walked to the messy crucible, picked up some of the residue and looked at it, his expression became very strange.

Lucas was right. The level of difficulty of the first-level healing potion was very low. The only requirement was that all the medicinal materials should be ground into particles, and the medicinal materials in the residue... let alone particles, it was difficult to crush them.

He glanced at Vivian who was at a loss and sighed lightly.

When he saw Vivian reciting notes in the potions classroom, he thought it was rare to meet a diligent and talented student, so he became interested in talents and took his own time to give her a small tutorial. Potions requires two qualifications: alchemy refining and element affinity, but usually those with high element affinity talents will not choose to study Potions.

It's not that he doesn't know that Linnai is also studying potions seriously, but the number of times she practices frying pots in private is so terrible that he doesn't like it.

Salvatore looked across the crowd and looked at Linnai, who was standing on the podium talking and laughing, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Perhaps, this time, he misjudged the person.

……

After class, Linnaeus did not pester Salvatore to ask questions as before, but packed up his things and left in a hurry.

She sneaked to the edge of the accommodation area and found a corner to squat.

There was no time to refine the fifth-level potion, and she and Yuriel had no materials. Fortunately, the female partner had some stock beforehand, and she made some more potions while Salvatore was dealing with Vivian's mess in class today, so she could still sell some money.

Linnai had no way to sell things, so Yuriel volunteered and said he would take her to a nearby black market to resell them.

After being lightly tapped on the shoulder, Linnai turned around and saw a tall blond elf squatting next to her, with a familiar smile on Toshiro's face.

Linnaeus was silent for a moment.

Linnai slowly moved back a few steps.

When the other party saw that Lin Nai didn't respond, a look of aggrievedness appeared on his face and his head drooped.

Linnaeus took a deep breath.

"Uriel?"

Upon hearing the name, Uriel raised his head suddenly and looked at her with bright eyes.

"How come you have grown up?" Lin Nai looked at the young man in front of him and looked away with some discomfort.

Where's her blonde shot? !

Uriel looked at Linnai with some confusion: "Don't you know? The lifespan of the elves is different from that of humans, and their appearance is also different at different ages. In order to adapt to human society, we in St. Lean will all change our appearance."

Uriel stood up. In his youth form, he was very tall, giving Linnai a faint sense of oppression. He looked at Linnai squatting on the ground, was silent for a moment, and said euphemistically: "After all, we are going to the black market today. If two...students go there, there may be some unnecessary trouble."

Linnai nodded silently, but quickly cheered up, took the black cloak that Yuriel handed over to hide himself, and the two of them disguised themselves and slipped out.

black market.

Uriel paid the stall fee with ease and walked in with Linnai. It's not as grand as Linnaeus imagined. The ghost market is more like a magical version of a roadside stall market. The better ones have special tents, and more of them just lay a piece of cloth and put the goods on it. A group of people wearing black cloaks The creature just lowered its voice to trade, and the scene was very strange.

Linnai looked at it for a few times and then stopped looking. He followed Yuriel to their own stall honestly, took out his own things and laid them out. Uriel obviously has some regular customers, and some people in black cloaks quickly gathered around him, picked up the things familiarly and began to look at the goods.

"Hey, little brother, are you here alive?" As soon as a wave of guests were sent away, a young man with red hair suddenly appeared in front of them, his tone was frivolous. The young man was wearing a black cloak, but he did not wear a hood. Instead, he revealed a head of extremely eye-catching red hair, which was very conspicuous among the black cloaks in the black market. The young man's face was exposed, but when Linnai's eyes fell on his face, he could only see a blurry picture, and he couldn't see clearly no matter how hard he tried.

"It seems that the old witch's sign is going to be smashed!" The red-haired young man said in a very gloating tone. He squatted down and skillfully selected the products, "It's rare that you brought an entourage with you this time... huh?"

The red-haired young man picked up a medicine bottle, looked at it carefully under the light, and chuckled with unknown meaning.

"Are you students from St. Leon's College?"

Linnaeus and Uriel were shocked.