Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 152 The terror of the magic potion, Hagoromo's fighting spirit

Twilight City, Red Fox Castle.

It was a sunny day, the sky was as blue as a polished piece of cobalt glass, and the sunlight was as gentle as a thin veil.

"My sage, I have prepared a new magic potion!"

Xia Mingyu and Anlia were admiring the flowers in the castle garden when they saw Youde, whose dark circles were getting worse, running over excitedly with a bottle of dark blue potion in his hand.

Upon noticing the stunningly beautiful girl beside His Highness, the apothecary shrank back somewhat timidly.

It seems that for people who are insecure about their appearance, seeing someone who is too beautiful can be hurtful.

After Xia Mingyu whispered a few words to Anlia, the girl gave Youde a bright and friendly smile, then quietly left the garden, leaving the two of them alone.

“Your Highness, your girl is so beautiful! I’ve never seen anyone so pretty,” Yud exclaimed in amazement.

Xia Mingyu smiled but did not answer. He simply took the magic potion from Youde's hand and examined it.

This is the potion that he gave Yud the ice crystal flower he brought from the North to make again. The color of the potion is significantly darker than before.

"Your Highness, the Ice Crystal Flower you brought has almost complete medicinal properties. My goodness, it's as if it was just picked from the snowy north!"

"Please try the potion quickly, I'm confident it will be twice as effective as the previous one!"

Yude couldn't hide his excitement. For a pharmacist, being able to concoct medicines with such perfect herbs was undoubtedly a very fulfilling thing.

So Xia Mingyu uncorked the bottle and drank the deep blue magic potion in an instant.

Gudongdong.

The moment the medicine went down his throat, Xia Mingyu felt as if his temples were being massaged, and a cool and refreshing sensation spread through his brain.

At the same time, faint black flames erupted from his body.

That's because the magic power is rapidly replenished in a very short time, causing an overflow phenomenon.

“Yode, this magic potion isn’t twice as effective as the previous one,” Xia Mingyu said, frowning.

Upon hearing this, the pharmacist's expression immediately became extremely tense. He was afraid that he would disappoint the great sage, otherwise his entire life would have no meaning.

“That’s three times the previous amount!” Xia Mingyu said with a slight smile.

Yes, the magic potion he had just drunk had restored about one-fifth of his magic power.

It should be noted that his magical power is among the best even among Morning Stars. If he were an ordinary Morning Star, a single magic potion would probably restore one-third of his magical power on the spot.

Anyone with even a little combat experience will realize just how terrifying the effects of this magic potion can be in battle!
And this medicine actually came from an eighteen-year-old monkey-faced pharmacist.

Yes, although he looks older, Yud is only eighteen years old this year, just a little bit older than Berg.

"I can't believe I created such a wonderful potion!"

Upon hearing Xia Mingyu's answer, Youde became so excited that he started dancing with joy.

"Your Highness, thank you for gifting me such precious herbs so that I can prepare the medicine for you."

After calming down, Youde expressed his sincere gratitude.

"The better the herb, the more it needs a skilled pharmacist to grind it so that it can shine."

“Yode, God may have closed one door for you, but He has also opened a window that ordinary people don’t have. I believe you will definitely become a great pharmacist in the future.”

Xia Mingyu patted the pharmacist on the shoulder encouragingly, while also taking a few silver sols from his pocket and putting them into the other man's pocket.

He is a qualified boss; he not only makes empty promises but also provides bonuses.

Encouraged, Yud's face flushed red from the blood rushing to his head. As expected of the Sage, even his words of comfort were so philosophical.

At this moment, the fire of loyalty in his heart was burning fiercely. He felt that he could stay up for His Highness for another whole year. Anyway, at worst, he could just drink a few more bottles of energy potion!
He was a pharmacist who was penniless and had nothing but the prince's gifts, but he had a lot of medicines.

“Your Highness, I have a feeling that it won’t be long before I can be promoted to a master pharmacist!” Yude said confidently.

After accomplishing the great feat of curing the poison of Twilight Tea and saving Twilight City, he could sense that the shackles of Morning Star were about to crumble and were about to break.

When the pharmaceutical master heard this term, a hint of surprise flashed across Xia Mingyu's face.

Because he remembered that the book "The Complete Guide to Medicine" clearly stated that if a pharmacist wanted to become a master pharmacist, he needed to accurately memorize the medicinal properties of tens of thousands of herbs and be able to process them skillfully.

Therefore, although the difficulty of promotion is not the highest among all professions, it is the most time-consuming, requiring years of knowledge accumulation.

Often, by the time a pharmacist is promoted to master pharmacist, he has already become an old man with a gray beard.

However, after promotion, you will gain the core ability of the pharmacist profession - medicinal resonance, which allows you to visually see the degree of resonance between two herbs with different medicinal properties, thus enabling you to develop all kinds of wonderful potions as if by divine assistance.

There's even a joke among the extraordinary individuals: if you leash a dog and let it become a master pharmacist, it might just develop a drug that becomes a hit across the entire continent.

Because the ability of drug resonance is so overpowered, you can use any drug with a high degree of resonance to make medicine, and you can always develop a new drug by trying it a few times.

This is why every pharmaceutical master can easily earn fame, status, wealth, and even power.

If Yude can be promoted to Pharmaceutical Master before the end of this year, then an eighteen-year-old Pharmaceutical Master will be more awe-inspiring than a twenty-year-old Singer.

After all, just like art students and physics/chemistry students on Earth, there are still many examples of the former becoming masters at a young age, while the latter are few and far between even if you search through the entire history textbook.

“Yode, I’m looking forward to it,” the sage said softly, while the apothecary clenched his fist tightly, secretly vowing in his heart that he would never let his benefactor’s expectations be disappointed.

The Eastern Territory, the capital of slaves.

In the heart of the city stands a magnificent manor with an extremely large area.

It is constructed entirely of pure white marble, with countless star patterns, murals, and various intricate graphics rich in aesthetic value meticulously carved into the building.

Bathed in the soft light of dawn, it appears dazzling, sacred, and pure white, capable of awe-inspiring the soul with just one glance.

In the center of the manor stands a huge banner depicting a starry night sky, which flutters in the howling wind.

This is Star Estate, known to all as the best estate in all of Sosia.

Rumor has it that the slave capital's master, Piercing Prince Simon Clay, spent ten years, using taxes comparable to half a year's worth of taxes from the entire nation of Sosia, to hire craftsmen, painters, and purchase stone. He also caused the deaths of countless slaves before finally completing the project at the beginning of this year.

On the day the manor was completed, countless nobles from all over the world flocked to the slave capital, just to catch a glimpse of its splendor.

The magnificent and exquisitely crafted buildings within the manor left even the usually aloof nobles looking like country bumpkins, utterly astonished.

They secretly vowed to build an even more magnificent building in the future, but after glancing at their empty wallets, they could only give up with a heavy heart. Instead, they joined other nobles in praising its elegant design and rich humanistic atmosphere, completely ignoring how much blood and flesh and howling of slaves were buried under those smooth marble slabs.
The manor hall.

Dome-high above, enormous crystal chandeliers hang with icicle-like decorations; the floor is covered with dark red velvet carpets; and the walls are adorned with paintings whose names can be traced back to the annals of history. In a word, extravagant!

Raphael, Ladis, and Lorne, three vampires who had narrowly escaped from Twilight City, were kneeling on one knee on the dark red carpet, bowing deeply.

On the main seat in the hall, a handsome man with silver hair and red eyes rested his head on his hand and gazed quietly down. He was none other than Sosia, the famous Piercer.

“Lord Simon, we are very sorry that we failed to complete the task you assigned us, and we feel deeply remorseful for Lord Ekus’s death. Please punish us.” Raphael said respectfully, never daring to raise his head.

Upon hearing his words, a flash of anger crossed Simon's face.

Rosa didn't die, but Ekus, the clansman he favored, also died. Those two bastards came back unharmed. At least one of them should have been sacrificed to fulfill his duty!

Thinking of this, a torrent of blood-red magic erupted from Simon's body, spreading in all directions like ribbons.

buzzing.

The crystal chandelier hanging from the dome began to sway, and even the murals on the walls seemed about to collapse.

Seeing this, Raphael quickly and quietly tugged at the hem of his sister's clothes.

The girl understood immediately, raised her head, revealing a pair of teary, doe-like eyes, and looked pleadingly at Simon in the main seat.

The crimson magic that filled the entire hall gradually dissipated.

Seeing his adopted daughter in such a pitiful state, Simon finally softened.

"Raphael, tell me what you encountered after following Ekus to the Southern Territory. If you dare to lie to me... Hmph!"

He snorted coldly, and several blood-red spears suddenly rose from the ground, their tips firmly pointing at the blond youth's head.

"Yes, after we arrived in Twilight City, Lord Ekus went to Red Fox Castle to find Rosa to start a trading company. In the end, Lord Ekus was struck by the Sage's innate magic, and we were powerless to save him despite our best efforts."

Raphael dared not hide anything and recounted his experiences in detail, only making a small embellishment at the end.

After listening to his entire story, Simon fell into deep thought.

He realized that Ekus's failure was all because of one person—Xia Mingyu, the sage of the Southern Lands.

To dare to call oneself a sage when one is merely at the Morning Star rank is simply too arrogant.

However, the fact that he was able to discover the secret of the Bewitching Tea bestowed by Ecyth shows that he has some wisdom.

Where did this guy come from? He even possesses dark magic. Could he also be a follower of my god?

"Lord Simon, we are willing to atone for our sins and return to the Southern Territory to kill the sage and avenge Lord Ekus!"

Seeing the silver-haired man in the main seat with an uncertain expression, Raphael gritted his teeth and said.

Regardless, let's get through this first. If all else fails, we can always slink back home.

"No need. That so-called sage won't live much longer. He not only ruined my plans, but also got in the way of a great man," Simon said calmly.

Ekus's plan to destroy Twilight City through a bewitching disaster was not entirely his decision; it also had the tacit approval of that great one and the protection of his subordinates.

Now that the plan has fallen apart, that dangerous and insane organization will definitely not let the sage, the mastermind, get away with it.

Judging by the time, they might already be in the southern border region by now.

"The three of you, regardless of the reason, failing the mission is a serious crime, and I will punish you severely!" Simon slowly stood up from his seat and said sternly.

"We are willing to accept the punishment," the three vampires said in unison.

"Lorne, get back to the arena and come back in a month."

"Yes, Lord Simon," the bald, burly man said in a deep voice, secretly praying that he wouldn't be assigned to the butcher's stall again.

“Raphael, a new group of extraordinary bandits has recently emerged in the wilderness outside the slave capital. Wipe them all out, and I will not give you any troops.”

"Yes, Lord Simon." Raphael was somewhat relieved. Although facing a whole group of extraordinary bandits alone might be dangerous, it was still within an acceptable range.

"The flowers in the Lartis Star Manor have been a bit dry lately, give them more water." Simon thought for a long time before coming up with a sufficiently "severe" punishment.

"Yes, thank you, Master Simon~" The girl smiled sweetly, then stood up and skipped out of the hall.

Raphael, Lorne: "???"

The two men simultaneously looked up, staring at Simon in disbelief.

boom!
The next moment, a blood-red shockwave swept over them, and the two were instantly blasted out of the door.

"You two idiots, there are so many flowers in Starry Manor, watering them is a very tiring task."

Looking at the empty hall, Simon muttered to himself.

Swish!
Product inventory capacity activated.

A blood-red round hole appeared. He reached out and groped around for a while, then took out a carefully packaged box of tea leaves decorated with little bats.

That was a box of premium Twilight Tea that Lartis had specially bought for him from Twilight City.

Based on the salary he paid the girl, it would take her several months to save up enough to buy it.

Tsk, watering flowers is really too much work. Let her go help out at the Bloodfang Arena.

Bloodfang Arena.

"Hercules!"

"Hercules!"

The enormous circular arena, built from countless massive stones, was already filled with spectators. They stared intently at the tall, perfect man on the field, who resembled a god-like hero, and shouted at the top of their lungs.

After leaving Starry Manor, Ladis rushed here without stopping. At this moment, she was excitedly chanting Haggax's name with the other spectators, staring at Haggax with eyes that seemed to want to devour him.

If Raphael were to see his sister acting like this, he would probably be heartbroken.

on the field.

Hagoromo stared intently at the dark passage behind the iron fence on the other side, a hint of excitement flashing in his bright golden eyes.

I wonder what powerful monster Simon found for him this time?
No matter how powerful the monster, he would kill it with his bare hands to achieve great things, because he wanted to become stronger and stronger, and then take away the title of the number one general under Prince Tamerlan!
howl!
With a mournful howl, a giant wolf, over three meters tall at the shoulder, covered in thick, armor-like silver-white fur with fine frost crystals clinging to its fur, burst through the iron fence and charged out!
Above its head was a line of dark blue text—Fingers.

(End of this chapter)