Wizard of All Souls

late at night.

The stars are twinkling and the stars are dense.

Will jumped up from the bed, came to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a glass tube the thickness of a finger.

In the glass tube, the black-green liquid attracted Will's attention.

Originally, Will planned to have a good night's rest tonight, to recharge his batteries, and to study the black stock solution that Leipu gave him tomorrow.

Unfortunately, Will still overestimated his patience.

Will licked his lips, "Drink? Don't drink?"

The doubts in my mind just flashed by.

Will has already made up his mind.

The power is right in front of you, once you let it go, you may never have another chance.

Originally, Will was a cautious person.

Even if he lived a mediocre life, Will would not gamble his life on someone he only met once.

But Will heard about Gerald Potions Academy from Rep.

This academy should be an academy that trains and teaches demon hunters, a mysterious and powerful academy.

This reminded Will of the Loreya Alliance Academy, which was founded by the three countries and was also mysterious and powerful, where Edith, his childhood sweetheart, went.

"Is it possible that the Jelo School of Potions and the Loreia Union School are both related to the Demon Hunter?" Once the seeds of suspicion are planted, they can no longer be suppressed.

"Since there are demon hunters in this world, this kind of power far exceeds that of knights, the country can't know about it. The only possibility is that the country has concealed it."

Will poured a bowl of water.

Pull out the stopper of the glass tube, and pour a drop of thick dark green mucus into the bowl.

The black stock solution melts in water.

It was like pouring ink into clear water, and the bowl of clear water turned dark green.

Looking at the liquid exuding an ominous color, Will solemnly picked up the bowl with both hands, lifted it up, and gulped it down.

"Gulu."

The liquid is like a loach.

It slid down Will's throat in one fell swoop, not a single drop remained.

As soon as the black liquid entered the stomach, a nauseating feeling immediately spread from the stomach to the whole body.

"Wow-"

Will suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

It seems that there are thousands of snakes coiling and biting in the abdomen.

Will covered his hands with his hands and knelt down in pain, making hoarse and ugly sounds from his mouth.

Will curled up on the ground, his body hugged into a ball, and he was sweating constantly.

"Boom—boom—boom—"

The heart contracted and contracted.

It was as if the heart was being held tightly by someone, and every time it beat, it was accompanied by severe pain.

Will bit his lip hard, swallowing the scream that came to his mouth.

Didi Didi...

Time passed by every minute and every second.

It could be for a long time, or it could be for a moment.

The pain is gone.

Will relaxed.

The water gates all over his body seemed to be opened, and he was sweating profusely.

A puddle of salt water appeared under Will.

Will was completely exhausted, and just half an hour of torture made Will lose a lot of weight.

only--

"This is not just pain. I feel that my body has become stronger. If every time I drink the black stock solution, I can reach the level of a great knight." But in Will's heart Not happy.

Although the effect of the black stock solution is extremely powerful, the sequelae are equally serious.

It's not just about simply enduring the pain.

Will now feels as if a needle has been inserted into his heart, and every beat of the heart is accompanied by a faint tingling pain.

tear up.

Will tore the shirt off his chest.

On the heart part of the chest, there appeared a net-like, dark green pattern like the emergence of blood vessels.

"The black stock solution is a kind of poison, a poison that can strengthen the body." Will realized something, "every time you drink the black stock solution, the body will accumulate a layer of toxins, if you stop now, maybe you can still use it." Detoxification by conventional methods.

If you continue to drink the black stock solution, after three or four times, there is no cure.

I can only pray for the antidote in Rep's hands. "

Will glanced at the test tube containing the black stock solution that Rep gave him. After pouring a drop of the black stock solution, there was more than half of it in it.

"Conservatively, there are eight or nine drops in it."

The severe pain associated with drinking the black stock solution can be tolerated as long as the will is a little stronger.

But with the number of drinks, toxins accumulate again and again.

And somewhere, who might have an antidote, who might have other plans.

This kind of desperation that knows the result, but still walks towards death step by step, is the most tormenting.

"I have no turning back." Will put away the black stock solution, changed his clothes, fell on the bed exhausted, and fell asleep.

...

Early the next morning.

Three maids rushed into the room in full dress.

After taking Will to wash up, he began to put a dress on Will and put on makeup.

After everything was dressed, three hours had passed.

Will finally found out today that it turns out that men put on makeup no faster than women.

then.

Surrounded by a dozen servants, Will walked towards the hall of the Santo's Mansion.

Will came to the Quimper family, not to visit relatives, not to play, not to participate in the auction, but to propose marriage!

Yesterday, I got the acknowledgment from Mr. Chapman, this is only the first step.

Next, it is announced to the whole family.

In the future, there will still be more procedures for gift giving, communication, engagement, and marriage.

Step by step, it will take at least a year before they can officially get married.

Now, take the second step.

Propose!

Will will propose marriage to the Patriarch of Quimper and Niya at the family meeting in Quimper.

Of course, this is just a formality.

But don't underestimate this form.

Although I have already agreed in my heart, the Patriarch may have promised, but on the scene, it is impossible for you to say it, and the other party will immediately agree, and some "tests" need to be done.

Test your integrity, your ability.

Coming to the hall, the main figures of the Quimper family were all gathered together.

Mr. Chapman took the main seat.

Although the title of baronet had passed to his son Carlo, the head of the Quimper family was still Chapman.

On both sides of the main seat, on the left sits Carlo, the second member of the Quimper family, and on the right, sits today's protagonist, Niya Quimper.

Today, Niya is wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, a pink plaid skirt, and a pair of silk moccasin boots.

Niya exudes a cute princess style.

Will winked at Niya.

When Niya saw Will, she smiled and was about to jump up to say hello.

But then his body froze, the smile on his face disappeared, he puffed his cheeks, snorted coldly, and pretended to be "I don't want to talk to you".

Next, is to go through the process.

Will greeted the members of the Quimper family one by one, and then knelt down to propose marriage.

On the main seat, Mr. Chapman showed a hesitant look.

At this time, a young man in his early twenties stood up from the seats on both sides of the aisle.

"Want to marry my sister? It depends on whether you are qualified." Niya's brother came out, "Father is not here today, let me test you."

Saying that, two maids took swords and walked onto the field.

Clang.

Niya's brother drew out one of the swords and pointed the tip at Will, "Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Will's face was serious, "Since Brother Roy has said so, I will naturally accept it."

Roy Kempel, the eldest son of the third uncle, and the eldest brother of Niya.

Twenty-one years old this year, he officially became a quasi-knight two years ago.

Due to his limited talent and his lack of development in the direction of knighthood, Roy's strength is still at the same level as when he first entered the ranks of knights.

The two faced each other with swords in hand.

Will attacked first, and Will's powerful sword skills suppressed Roy at once.

After twenty strokes, Roy conceded.

Neither side tried their best, neither side exploded their vitality, nor did they even use too much power, they were just comparing their sword skills purely.

Roy, who failed, showed a unwilling expression, and ran to a young man about his age.

"Gert, you have to avenge me." Roy dragged the reluctant Gert off the stage, "Niya will never be snatched by this kid, you must defeat him."

Gert, Will's cousin, Roy's best friend.

The strength is stronger than Gert, but it is also limited.

Gert took Roy's sword with a wry smile, and jumped off the field, "Please, my subordinates... I will not show mercy. Niya will never give it to you!"

This time, Gert charged at Will from the start.

Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed heavily.

Will's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself: "Gert is relatively taciturn and serious in his work, maybe he will do a real job?"

The two swords intersected, and Gert's sword flew out at once.

Gert knelt down clutching his chest, staring at Will unwillingly: "You, you... vomit, vomit..."

It's a pity that Gert vomited for a long time, but there was still no blood at all.

"The acting skills are too exaggerated, right?" Will was speechless.

Roy came over and dragged the disgraced Gert away.

A muscular young man jumped in, and the young man pointed a sword at Will "angrily".

"How dare you! How dare you kill Gert! I can't spare you!" As he spoke, the man raised his sword and rushed towards Will.

Will felt depressed, "Where is all this acting out!"

Will glanced around, and found that the people around him were smiling and pointing at him, without any sense of tension or ceremony solemnity, as if they were watching a monkey show.

If it wasn't for Niya, Will wouldn't have participated in this stupid farce at all.

This scenario was repeated several times.

When Will couldn't help but yawn, a high-profile person stood up.

Seth Quimper, the first person of the younger generation of the Quimper family.

He became a quasi-knight at the age of fifteen, a knight at the age of nineteen, and now at the age of twenty, his strength is also in the middle of the knights.

It wouldn't be hard to beat Seth if Will tried his best.

But Seth was clearly the finale.

At this time, generally speaking, the proposer will lose the battle, and the winner will encourage the loser a few words, and then enter the next process.

Will and Seth's fight.

Neither side exploded with vitality.

All fighting with sheer physical fitness and swordsmanship.

Will's level five swordsmanship crushes Seth.

And the body.

If it was yesterday, before drinking the black stock solution, Will's physical fitness was comparable to Seth's.

But after being strengthened by the black stock solution, Will's body became stronger again, and he was already above Seth.

After a "hard fight", Will took the initiative to admit defeat.

"Your strength is good. You will hone it well in the future. Your strength is not inferior to mine." Seth returned to his seat after saying something polite.

The "test" is over.

Will knelt down to Mr. Chapman.

"Will, we have all seen your sincerity and strength. Your marriage proposal this time..." Mr. Chapman turned to look at Niya, "Niya, what do you think of Will?"

Niya sneaked a few glances at Will, her eyes rolling around.

Will watched Niya nervously, and Will was worried that Niya would suddenly have a childlike innocence, so he refused, which would be funny.

In fact, asking Niya for his opinion was just Mr. Chapman's temporary idea.

Regarding the marriage with Will, it must have been communicated with Niya beforehand, and Niya must have agreed.

Niya stared blankly at Will, her cheeks became more and more red, and finally she spoke in a mosquito-like voice.

"I would."