Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

Not long after, Mia came out of the wooden house with her little head drooping.

Daisy stood at the door, a polite smile on her face, watching Mia leave.

"Dad, Brother Lorne, let's go."

Mia, holding the potion encyclopedia, handed the basket containing the herbs to Leodan, her mood not very high.

Looks like he got scolded... Lorne followed the little guy in silence.

He hadn't figured out how to comfort her in a short time; how could he describe this feeling?

It's like a friend's parent criticizing their child for hanging out with bad influences all the time.

As the person involved, can Lorne say that Daisy's views are wrong?

No, it's for the child's own good.

Lorne had heard similar things many times in his previous life; no one was wrong.

As Mia grows older, will she regret treating him as a friend? Lorne felt a little uneasy.

Why think so much?

I won't be coming back after I leave here...

The important matter is the priority.

Lorne cleared his mind of distractions and focused on the potion.

"Your Highness, can you brew healing potions?"

Mia perked up slightly: "A healing potion?"

"Yes," Lorne nodded. "I'll have to trouble Your Highness the Elf."

"Actually, I only know how to brew some simple potions," Mia said sheepishly. "I only know one type of healing potion."

"It's alright." Lorne felt that as long as it worked, even a slight effect would be good enough.

Mia quickly flipped through the booklet in her hand: "Let me find it."

"This!" It pointed to a page in the potion encyclopedia: "Greenwood Elixir."

"Brother Lorne, take a look at this." Mia handed the encyclopedia to Lorne.

Lorne took the potion encyclopedia and began to examine it.

Green Wood Liquid is a mild and simple-to-refine low-level healing agent.

When he saw the feature description, Lorne's eyes widened involuntarily.

Efficacy: When taken internally, it works quickly, dissolves blood stasis, moisturizes damaged muscle fibers, and accelerates muscle healing; when applied externally, it works slowly, targeting local bruising and relieving swelling and pain.

The functions of the medication I urgently need are exactly the same.

"Yes!" Lorne exclaimed excitedly, "This is exactly what I want!"

"Great! Your Highness the Fairy!" Lorne lifted Mia high in the air.

The little guy was taken aback, but he also grinned foolishly, all the previous unpleasantness vanishing.

Just as it depicts, an angel with wings on its back and a halo above its head.

Angels should not have a fixed image.

But at this moment, the angel in Lorne's heart quietly materialized.

Mia flapped her forearms as if she were truly flying in mid-air, feeling incredibly free.

Leodan hesitated, then his eyes welled up with tears.

Mia hadn't been this happy in many years since her playmate died from the curse and mutation.

What kind of human being is this? What kind of race is this? To hell with it!

As long as my daughter is happy, that's all that matters.

Leodan began to question the beliefs he had been instilled with since childhood.

Where does the evidence come from to prove that humans are born evil?

At least this human, no, Lorne, never showed any malice, and despite possessing sufficient strength, he was willing to be locked in a wooden cage.

They fought desperately for unrelated elves and undead creatures.

Perhaps Lorne is an exception.

"I'm sorry." Leodan suddenly bowed deeply to Lorne.

After playing around, Lorne put Mia down and was puzzled by Leodan's annoyed look.

Which wire was connected incorrectly?

"Get away from here quickly..." Lorne grabbed Mia's hand and quickened his pace.

Leodan bowed at a ninety-degree angle and remained there for a long time.

"Daddy, hurry up and keep up!" Mia's voice sounded distant.

It looked up blankly, only to realize that Lorne... had already left?

Anger and shame welled up from the bottom of my heart.

Shame!

Leodan quickly ran after him.

Mia and Lorne are deciding on the choice of a spirit-enhancing potion.

"Brother Lorne," Mia said, flipping through the potion encyclopedia as she explained to Lorne.

"I currently only know these five types of spirit-enhancing potions..."

Lorne listened intently and ultimately chose a mental enhancement potion called the Low-Grade Starshine Potion.

The main benefits can be maximized through meditation.

Low-level starlight potions have a calming effect, making it easier to concentrate during meditation, and can slightly enhance mental strength by absorbing moonlight or starlight energy.

Lorne wanted to choose a potion that could forcibly enhance mental strength, but the one Mia had wasn't very effective.

If the improvement is not significant, it will also affect the stability of the mental sea.

After careful consideration, I decided to give up.

"Brother Lorne." Mia began to take stock of the medicinal herbs needed:

"The main ingredient of Aoki Juice is Aoki Vine, and the auxiliary ingredients are the juice of Moon Dew Grass, licorice powder, and Rootless Water."

"The main ingredients of low-grade Starlight Potion are Star Tear Grass and Moonlight Powder, and the auxiliary ingredients are Pure Water, Tranquilizing Petals, and Silverleaf Grass Juice."

"Greenwood Vine, Moon Dew Grass, Licorice; Star Tear Grass, Moonstone, Tranquilizing Flower, Silver Leaf Grass..."

Lorne struggled to remember the names; his brain capacity was a bit insufficient.

It's very easy to confuse different kinds of flowers and grasses.

The key issue is that he doesn't even recognize what these medicinal herbs look like.

I feel like potions are much harder than rune magic...

For wizards, the most helpful auxiliary items are undoubtedly potions and runes.

Lorne has already mastered one of them, and will be able to steadily earn magic crystals by creating simple runes.

No more doing grueling bounty hunting, fighting to the death in resource zones.

The task wasn't completed... Lorne suddenly realized he seemed to have forgotten something.

But I couldn't remember it no matter how hard I racked my brains.

Forget it, who cares? It probably doesn't matter anyway.

He had completely forgotten about the phosphorescent beetle's request, and didn't even know when he had lost the document...

After a period of trekking, Lorne and his companions returned to the plantation they had crossed not long ago.

I hadn't paid special attention before, but here there are not only neat rows of ridges, but also small sheds made of vines.

In the very center of several fields stands a small house covered with green leaves.

"Daddy!" Mia ran up to Leodan and held out her little hand. "Give me the little basket!"

Mia carried the medicine basket, which was almost the same size as her body, on her back, and walked with a wobbly gait.

"Brother Lorne, let's go."

He had only taken a few steps when his bottom sank and he fell to the ground.

Lorne, both amused and exasperated, stepped forward and helped Mia up: "Your Highness, little elf, would you like my help?"

"No!" The little guy was very stubborn and rushed into the planting area.

"Can we pick the medicinal herbs here freely?" Lorne asked, looking at Leodan beside him.

Such a large area of ​​land must be planted with many precious medicinal herbs. Are we just going to let the tribesmen harvest them like this?

"Of course not," Leodan explained, "but these are all very common materials."

It paused for a moment, realizing that explaining it from the beginning would be a bit troublesome.

"Hmm?" Lorne was waiting for what he would say next.

Leodan raised his chin arrogantly: "But I'm the village's chief guard, so I can pick whatever I want..."