Chapter 150: I Must Carry This Wand With Me

Chapter 150: I Must Carry This Wand With Me

After drinking the potion, Louis finally felt his hunger gradually subsiding.

He had overdone it a bit today, nearly getting burned to death by the 500-plus Mana from the Son of Lant. The residual Mana was still burning on his body.

But those several thousand Wizards were really ruthless. If he hadn’t had some backup behind him today, he might have been treated like a dungeon Boss and forced to do a Corpse Run!

Since arriving in this world, he had died 426 times in total, all by his own hand, never killed by someone else. If he had been beaten into a Corpse Run by that group today, it would have been a new record.

‘Strength in numbers.’

‘This kind of 1vN situation is not something to attempt.’

Louis thought the correct approach should be minion vs minion, and then he himself should crush the Boss.

Back then, Anthony had also cautiously rallied all the world’s Wizards before challenging the Moon Goddess. Otherwise, the countless Angels flying out from the Divine Kingdom like hornets would have given anyone a headache.

Slowly opening his eyes, Louis saw Ross and others stroking their beards, discussing something with Igner who wore Mage Association attire—they seemed to be talking about the Mage Association.

To prevent war from destroying everything and to change this world in a gentle way, the key point was still the Mages. They were the hope for the future.

After this matter, the Reformists would be able to join the Mage community, and this small group of Wizards would also integrate into society. When the Commoner Wizards gradually integrated into society, the so-called Doomsday showdown between Muggles and Wizards would naturally fall apart.

He hadn’t come here to be a Boss, to unite the whole world.

As his parched body gradually filled out, the scene before Louis’s eyes also became clearer. He sat cross-legged on the sofa and drank Ross’s potion.

“What is this thing?” Louis was a bit curious. “Quite tasty, seems very filling.”

“Sir, this is a new potion I recently created using chives and other ingredients. One spoonful can make several chickens full of energy.” Ross stroked his beard and said with a smile. “Ahem, but you ate a bit too much, Boss. This new potion with chives might have some slight side effects.”

Louis’s mouth twitched.

Either the chives in this world were a bit special, or Ross had cultivated this chive thing into something else.

Not long after, Louis felt the Mana in his body also filling up. He extended his fingers, drew several runes, and mended the Incantation Text on his body. Immediately, the flames burning inside him were completely extinguished under the suppression of the incantation.

After resting for a while, Louis chatted with a few people and then shooed them all away.

Glancing at the time, Louis remembered the banquet and quickly got up and headed towards the ladies’ dressing room. After waiting a bit and finding no one recognizable, his heart sank.

‘Crap, I messed up!’

Louis pushed the door open for a look and found the people inside were still changing clothes. He couldn’t help but be stunned.

“Louis, how can you sneak into someone’s room again!” Helen said angrily, hands on hips, pointing at Louis.

Ocris, who was changing clothes, saw Louis peeking from the doorway and turned pale. “So ungentlemanly! Get out!”

‘It’s not like there are outsiders,’ Louis thought. He glanced at Kate, Yingling, and others snickering over there, coughed awkwardly, and closed the door.

They were taking forever…

Soon, Kate and Yingling came out with a group of maids. Seeing Louis waiting at the door, they couldn’t help but giggle secretly. Yingling winked at Louis, linked arms with Kate, and said, “We’ll go ahead then.”

“Mm.” Louis nodded, patted her and Kate’s butts, and watched them leave.

Today, he had to support Ocris, so he still needed to appear with her at the banquet.

Not long after, Helen and Lilith came out arm in arm. The two girls stood at the door and chatted with Louis for a little while, then went to the venue first to play the pitch-pot game.

A little while later, the door opened, and a hand linked arms with his.

Louis turned to look. It was Ocris in an evening gown, looking up at him. Surprisingly, today when she met his gaze, she didn’t pretend to look away. Instead, she boldly looked straight at him, though her pretty face was slightly flushed, and a faint smile played at the corner of her mouth.

Louis heard the deliberately calm Princess’s heart pounding—she seemed extremely nervous. He found it somewhat amusing and almost instinctively patted her butt to comfort this little filly. His hand was already out when Louis realized what he was about to do.

“Ahem.” Louis coughed, gave a slight bow, and led Ocris towards the banquet hall.

On the way, Ocris felt her heart flutter.

Even at this moment, looking at Louis, she still felt some excitement inside.

She couldn’t help but look up at her tall, handsome Knight.

The figure who stood on the high platform, raised his sword high, summoned sunlight, and awakened hope in people’s hearts when they were in despair; the figure suspended in the sky amidst the cheers of the masses. It gradually overlapped with the man by her side. An unusual glimmer couldn’t help but appear in Ocris’s eyes.

Perhaps there never was a Prince.

Her Prince was right by her side.

But when Louis looked back at her, she felt conflicted again. Her hand also loosened its grip slightly—Louis already had someone he loved.

She couldn’t ruin their relationship.

That was her good friend…

Louis suddenly stopped. Ocris looked up in surprise, seeing Louis’s expression looked a bit off.

“What’s wrong, Louis?” Teacher Ocris asked with concern.

“Ahem.” Louis pulled in his waist and hips, tugged at his pants, and said, “It’s nothing. Drank some potion today, seems to have some side effects…”

Louis felt a certain part of him swelling up.

“Si-side effects?” Ocris’s face turned pale with fright. She didn’t quite understand what was going on today, but the scene had been so spectacular. And when Louis walked out of the Son of Lant, he was burning all over like a balrog.

Thinking of this, Ocris saw Louis’s eyes were a bit red, and he kept hunching over. This worried Teacher Ocris terribly. She insisted on examining her student to see what was wrong.

“It’s nothing, just a bit of a stomachache. I, I need to use the restroom.”

Louis quickly dodged away, hunched over to the restroom, properly adjusted the thing and placed it in his pants, which made it a bit better.

It was just a bit awkward to walk, his knees kept bumping into it.

Ever since eating that dragon, the Storybook had become more and more improper. Now his data like Strength and… length… had been getting bigger and bigger. Usually it was fine, but on formal occasions like this, it caused great trouble.

‘What kind of potion was this? Are the chives, bamboo, lotus in this world all very special? I’m so confused.’

It seemed that besides Ross’s excellent cultivation, the chives in this world were also a bit special.

Louis wiped off his sweat. Seeing Teacher Ocris was still somewhat worried, Louis suggested proceeding with the banquet first and treating the illness tonight. After much persuasion and evasion, he managed to talk her out of it.

Perhaps because Louis’s clothes were a bit messy, Teacher Ocris gave him a reproachful look and straightened his tie and clothes for him. She even tucked his shirt into his pants.

This made Louis a bit embarrassed. Just as he was feeling a little awkward, he suddenly felt a cool little hand grasp him. He couldn’t help but shiver all over.

“Louis? Why are you bringing a Wand to the banquet?” Ocris frowned, looking at Louis’s knee, and asked, “Why is your Wand so thick? Don’t keep it in your pants. Take it out quickly and put it with me.”

“No, Teacher. I must carry this Wand with me.” Louis said seriously, removing the teacher’s hand, and then covering his pants with his coat.

Teacher Ocris was somewhat displeased. Her student was becoming more and more disobedient. Though he was quite capable, she was his teacher—she had taught him for six years. Wasn’t he so powerful precisely because his teacher taught him well?

Ahem, Sister Stia might have participated a little bit too.

But mainly, her foundation was solid.

Regardless, the strict Teacher Ocris felt she needed to have a good talk with Louis tonight. She couldn’t refrain from criticism just because he had achieved something. Timely helping students identify problems was a teacher’s duty. So she had to speak to him properly tonight.

He must be criticized.

Hmm… and incidentally help him see to his illness. Louis, this half-baked, didn’t know what potion he had concocted. Probably messed up his stomach.

Her Potioneering was quite accomplished.

It was sure to cure the illness.

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