books44 Chapter 319 Magic Contract
Chapter 319 Magic Contract
"Miya Star, are you alright?"
After the Knights meeting ended, Eric noticed the state of Mya Star and couldn't help but feel worried.
It took Miya Xing a while to react, and she laughed, "With Ou Pa here, of course I'm fine."
"But your condition doesn't seem like it can be cured by my magic." His magic only neutralized the powerful drowsiness effect.
Genny couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Mistakes are inevitable in the heat of the moment. If he had been calmer when sprinkling the magic powder, perhaps the aftereffects of Miya Star's awakening wouldn't have been so severe.
"Should I go and concoct a potion that helps with sleep?"
“Jenny,” Mia Xing said gratefully for the offer, “I don’t have any ideas about cosplaying Sleeping Beauty at the moment.”
Ukunana organized the documents on the table: "We'll be negotiating with the gloomy duchess in a few hours. Even if you can accurately retrieve the information, Miya Star might not dare to drink it."
"What?!" Genny couldn't stand such words. "I'm not the same person I was when I first started school. I got a good grade on the Potions test last time!"
“Yes,” Ukunana said without looking up, “I am You.”
Eric followed up with, "Me too."
Miya Xing shrugged. He had already self-studied the advanced potions section, so the exams were a piece of cake for him: "Same as always."
Ulala said apologetically, "What a coincidence, me too." (Apologies for the potential hurt on someone's self-esteem.)
“I…” He was about to add a simple “also” when faced with the pitiful-looking Jenny, but he couldn’t finish his sentence. “Jenny, you don’t need to ask, right?”
That sounds even more discouraging.
"It's okay. You haven't been studying potions for very long, so getting a 'Good' is already pretty impressive." Ulala stood on tiptoe and patted Kenny's head encouragingly.
"Ulala, did you study potions before coming to Meng Academy?"
“No,” Grandpa never forced her to study. “The studies over there are quite easy, and there’s not much to learn.”
Upon hearing this, Kenny immediately raised her head, her gaze resentful: "Then why did you get an A?"
Ulala paused in her patting of his head: "Hmm..."
She got it very easily; she didn't know why she couldn't get it.
Genny didn't want her to mess up his hair anymore.
"It was a mistake this time, but I'll definitely be able to win next time."
"Next time?" Ukunana pondered, "Then at least the beginning-of-semester test next semester."
“But you have to go back to the monastery to help out during your vacation,” Ulala remembered how excitedly he had brought it up, and offered a prudent suggestion, “How about next time?”
Obviously, there is no way to practice potion making in the human world, or even in a monastery.
Genny was very conflicted.
But now that he'd said it, he didn't want them to laugh at him.
"Even if I don't have time to practice during the holidays, I'm sure I can do it next time."
“Although you can’t practice potion making during the holidays,” Opa suggested, “you can memorize the history of magic. Professor Alueta is really worried about your grades.”
The Quark race's long and tedious history, and the chaotic development, system formation, and classification of magic that are even longer than the history we study now... it's like attending a class and listening to a story.
God knows why those people invent magic for fun when they have nothing better to do!
Eric: "When you get tired of memorizing, you can learn magic words. This will be very helpful for learning more advanced magic in the future."
Ukunana nodded: "Learn the spells while you're at it; learning two at the same time will make it easier to remember them."
Their few words diminished Genny's anticipation for the holiday by more than half.
But right.
He then figured that by then the Dark Emperor would have been driven back to his lair and wouldn't dare to peek out a single hair. So he devised a plan to bring Ruibusi to Earth.
She can speak so many languages and scripts without even studying them, and even the oldest captain in the Elven Defense Force, Captain Monkey Sai Lei, couldn't recognize the ancient Elven language she wrote. She must have some kind of quick learning secret!
Even without mind-reading abilities, Miya Xing could tell what kind of wonderful dream Kenny was having with that expression.
After showing the calendar to everyone and writing down the dates, it remained in his hands.
However, from the moment the Elf Defense Force claimed that the language on the calendar was too ancient, Miya Star already understood that the words on the calendar were not important.
Rui Bu Si's ability to switch between multiple languages is mostly just a whim.
May 11th, the galaxy...
……
The negotiations were a large-scale affair.
The gloomy duchess counted herself on this side and the dozen or so others who could fight, and she almost wanted to curse.
The Emperor didn't give her any more energy, clearly indicating that he intended for her to fend for herself in the underground sewers; relying on useless subordinates would only yield a drop in the ocean.
She had to find a time when the emperor wouldn't be thinking about her for the time being, to secure her own future.
Who knew that a group of quarks would agree to negotiations on the surface, but then start a brawl on the spot.
Although she said it very nicely, it was all about negotiation.
But she knew perfectly well that she had absolutely no leverage that the Quark Clan needed.
Oh, except for those few withered marks whose effects were suppressed.
"I'm not talking to you, I want to talk to the two of them."
The finger pointed at Director Pa and the Silent Nurse, the two least capable of resisting among the group.
“You’re all students,” the grim duchess hastily made up an excuse. “What if it gets out that I’m bullying you and that it damages my reputation?”
Pa slipped and landed, remaining silent for a moment.
Compared to the gloomy duchess, he could be considered "young".
"Okay, we can agree to that." This was something we had anticipated before we arrived.
Each of them carries a magic orb. If danger arises, they can crush it, creating a magical shield on the spot, and their teammates will also receive a notification.
—Based on the theoretical foundation provided by Professor Gabriella of Monster Studies, Alueta made modifications based on practical applications, and finally Victoria created it.
trustworthy.
The negotiations went incredibly smoothly.
They arrived in Palau smoothly and felt that the preparations they had made before their trip were a bit too thorough.
"I need you to provide me with energy."
"Of course..." he almost agreed, carried away by his smugness, "Of course not..."
"no?"
“It’s not that it’s impossible, but what Director Pa means is,” he said, trying to salvage the situation, “that energy is also very important to Meng Academy, and we can’t just provide it to you casually.”
“Yes,” he wasn’t like Elder Kendall Jenner, so lenient with dangerous people. “Providing energy is fine, but first, you have to remove the withered leaf marks from the other students.”
"can."
"Also, you must wear our Quark race's magical confinement ring."
"Why?!"
She stood up, and Pai, who had slipped to the ground, also stood up, refusing to be outdone in terms of presence.
Speechless, I could only stand with them.
"Every magical race in the universe knows that the Dark Race is prone to going back on their word. How can we trust you without some kind of constraint?"
Finally, Pa walked out with an air of superiority, his head held so high it seemed he wanted to reach the ceiling.
Forgetting that she also had a composed persona, she smiled brightly and gave everyone a peace sign.
The withered leaf mark on Wuyan's forehead has disappeared.
In contrast, the gloomy duchess's expression was far from pleasant.
“After you defeat the Dark Emperor, I can stay in the Magic Prison for a year,” a year is nothing to her. “You must also keep your promise and hand over the Reincarnation Bloodstone to me after a year.”
Pascal, however, could not tolerate any questioning of the Quark Clan's credibility: "We Quark Clan are not like you Dark Clan."
The gloomy duchess could only sneer.
She had never seen the Quark Clan act one way in public and another in private.
"Of course, of course." He also had a backup plan to protect both parties. "If you're not comfortable with that, we can sign a magic contract."
A gleaming piece of paper stood out in the underground sewers; it was given to him by Osgeda before he set off.
Yin Sen would definitely recognize this thing.
The Dark Emperor tore it apart.