Wizard Bloodline

"Do you have any potions that can help restore mental power? Lend them to me first."

It was definitely unrealistic to meditate on the spot at this moment, so Ronan asked the people around him if they had the corresponding potions.

Old Wells and others shook their heads, and the middle-aged wizard Barry said he could help Ronan ask the wizards who were dependent on him.

Barry walked into the crowd, and Ronan watched him ask people one by one.

The responses he got were basically shakes of head.

There were also faint complaints.

"Didn't we agree to pay after we get to the town? Why do you want benefits now?"

Finally, when wizard Barry came back with a helpless look on his face, the result he got was naturally nothing.

Ronan didn't feel disappointed, because he was just trying his luck.

The price of mental power recovery potions and concentration potions is almost the same, so how could the low-level wizards living in the tree house area have them.

Even if they had them, they might not be willing to take them out, even though Ronan specifically told Barry that he was buying them with money, not letting people give them away for free.

"Forget it, let's go."

Ronan originally thought of forgetting it, and asked everyone to continue on the road.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to set off, a weak voice sounded in his ears.

"Just a potion that can help restore mental strength will do?"

Ronan was startled and quickly looked in the direction of the voice. It turned out that the person who spoke was Barry's son, the young second-level apprentice wizard who stood in front of him and dared not breathe.

"Do you have it? Take it out and let me see."

Ronan spoke quickly. He remembered that Barry had introduced his son before. His name was Sean.

"He has nothing!"

Before Sean could speak, Barry got anxious first, staring at Sean and shouting: "Have you seen a recovery potion? Do you know how many magic stones are in a recovery potion? How dare you say such a thing?!"

"I definitely don't have a recovery potion, but I have made my own! The effect is almost the same"

Sean retorted unconvincedly, and directly took out four or five potion bottles from his waist bag.

Ronan was quite surprised, and looked at Sean and asked, "You are actually a pharmacist?"

Sean smiled embarrassedly, but Barry was helpless, "What kind of pharmacist is he? He just tinkers with the potion book he bought from the street stall. I haven't seen him take meditation so seriously...ah."

Ronan didn't respond to Barry's words, but picked up the potion Sean handed over and looked at it in front of him.

The inferior crystal bottle was filled with gray potion, and the obvious black sediment in it made Ronan hesitate.

"Are you sure it can restore mental power?"

Ronan looked at Sean.

Sean patted his chest and assured, "Of course, I drank it myself, more than once.

Just one bottle can make my mental power fully restored.

That's it."

Sean became hesitant at the end of his words, "There are some minor side effects."

It would be unreasonable if there were no side effects.

Ronan was not surprised at all, and asked Sean what the side effects were.

"Sleepy. I will feel sleepy immediately after drinking it..."

Sleepy?

Ronan frowned, "How long do you usually sleep after taking the medicine?"

"Half an hour."

Sean answered without thinking, and then Barry beside him slapped his head hard, "Drinking medicine once and sleeping for half an hour, what kind of mental power recovery potion is this? It's a knockout potion!"

Sean covered his head and shouted: "So I named it the sleep potion!"

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Everyone present was speechless, but Ronan looked at the potion in his hand and fell into thought.

"Does it take half an hour to sleep every time?"

"Not necessarily, sometimes it only lasts for twenty minutes."

"Have you only drunk it yourself?"

"Yes, yes."

Sean glanced at Barry next to him with a guilty conscience while speaking.

After Ronan asked Sean a few questions, he thought about it, unscrewed the bottle and poured a little into his mouth, tasted it, and then drank the whole bottle in one breath.

The people around him were shocked, and it was too late to stop him, so they could only stare at Ronan's reaction with wide eyes.

The effect of the medicine came quickly.

Just as Sean said, Ronan soon began to feel sleepy.

He felt sleepy like a tide, and he yawned one after another, his eyelids drooping.

Once, twice, three times.

"Shua——"

Ronan suddenly woke up, as if he had taken a nap in a class on a summer afternoon, and he felt an indescribable sense of wakefulness.

"How long have I slept?"

Ronan asked the people around him, and old Wells took out a brass pocket watch and looked at it, hesitating: "Half a minute? Maybe less than."

"Tsk."

Ronan's eyes lit up, and his face showed a happy expression.

As he guessed, the side effects of this sleepiness potion that makes people sleepy and dozing off are indeed different for different people.

The thin young man Sean slept for half an hour, and he was physically strong, so he only took a half-minute nap after taking a bottle.

As for the recovery of mental power, it was indeed very good. Ronan's mental power, which was originally only half left, was almost full now.

"Very good, this potion is very useful to me!"

Ronan patted Sean's shoulder with satisfaction, and casually took out two low-level magic stones from his waist bag, which meant that he bought all the bottles of sleep potion that Sean took out.

In fact, Sean's "sleep potion" is not as magical as others think. To put it bluntly, it uses drugs to make people enter a state similar to deep sleep, so as to help quickly replenish energy.

It is completely incomparable with the recovery potion that can help recover while casting spells in battle.

But in this situation, it is surprisingly suitable for Ronan, who has a strong physique.

Ronan said a few words of encouragement to Sean, and then asked everyone to keep going.

The two magic stones he gave were forcibly returned by Barry, and Sean himself did not care.

In contrast, he was very happy and excited to be able to help Ronan and make people around him look at him with new eyes.

Sean's eyes were obviously brighter, and he became more confident. Even Barry's attitude towards his own son improved a lot.

The group marched towards the town in a mighty manner, and the journey was unexpectedly smooth.

Except for occasionally encountering a few blind robber wizards, who immediately ran away with a change of face after taking a look at the number of them, there was basically no setbacks.

Seeing that there was still about ten minutes to go before they could completely get out of the forest, the team gradually became agitated.

Many people walked together and whispered, glancing at Ronan from time to time, and some even walked further and further away, sneaking around, as if they would leave the team and go into the woods next to them in the next second.

Ronan looked coldly, with no expression on his face.

He had expected this to happen.

When life safety is guaranteed and fear subsides, some people will definitely start to feel sorry for the protection fee of the four magic stones.

Why does he want four magic stones from us when he didn't do anything?

If I had known that I was so lucky and didn't encounter any danger, I shouldn't have agreed to give any protection fee!

Ronan knew exactly what these guys were thinking at the moment, and he was too lazy to care about it, and he couldn't care about it.

Wizard Barry looked very anxious next to him, and he wanted to say something to Ronan several times but stopped.

After walking a little further, some people finally couldn't hold back and deliberately slowed down their pace, or rustled and sneaked towards the bushes on the side.

It seemed that this temporary escape team was about to fall apart in the next second, and at this moment

"Roar!"

An unusual roar of a wild beast suddenly sounded from the direction in front, shocking the whole team.

Thanks to the leader of the group, thank you~