Love, Gun, Cupid

He trusted you so much, and this is how you treat him?

"Don't make it sound like I'm the mastermind behind all this," Du Juan sneered. "I only discovered and took over this matter when those people started spying on Lin Jiade's life."

In my opinion, he's already been packed up and sent to the aphrodisiac bed. You should dump this kind of negative asset as soon as possible to cut your losses.

He loves you, and he can't bear to see you die or get hurt any more, so he had no choice, and that leaves me with no choice either... What can I do? I can only try to find the optimal solution within the given conditions, and even if I interfere, there's still a risk for both of you.

Jasmine glared at her, then lowered her head and said, "If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have had to get involved in all that trouble."

Du Juan retorted, "If you had simply rejected him from the start, he wouldn't have had to hang himself on you like this."

Jasmine lowered her head in frustration: "I can't refute that. It's my fault. I always hesitate on important life decisions, and then I hurt those close to me."

When Lin Jiade finished his homework, he saw that Du Juan had already gone back to her room, while Jasmine was lounging on the sofa with her brows relaxed. Her serene appearance was close to the first encounter that Lin Jiade had romanticized countless times in his mind.

He carefully picked her up, and Jasmine curled up in his arms. As he placed her on his bed, she groggily opened her eyes and grabbed his sleeve.

"Sleep together?" she asked.

"It's one in the morning now, you should rest, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room."

Jasmine loosened her grip on his sleeve and took off her coat and trousers. Lin Jiade, his mind purified by the math problem, was now free of any impure thoughts. He covered her with the blanket and then took another bed to sleep on the sofa.

Chapter Sixty-Three Transfer

Lin Jiade was used to sleeping on a hard bed, and the soft sofa made his sleep quality extremely poor. When he woke up the next day, he found that he was already late.

As expected, he received a warning from Teacher Yang that "if it happens again, my participation points will be deducted." However, he didn't care about that at all and hurriedly went home.

Du Juan and Jasmine both changed into aprons and brewed magic potions for him in the kitchen. The golden sunlight gave them a touch of gentleness and a sense of life, as if he had suddenly gained two wonderful wives.

His dream of peaches quickly came to an end when he saw the discarded blood-drawing equipment in the trash can and the faint smell of alcohol in the air, which meant that Jasmine had made her sacrifice.

Now, it's his turn.

The potion, now made with new ingredients, was freshly made. Lin Jiade tentatively scooped out a spoonful and put it in his mouth. He was slightly resistant because it contained jasmine's blood.

Jasmine was even more proactive than he was; she stared at Lin Jiade without blinking.

The new formula of the enhanced potion didn't taste different. After he finished eating it, Jasmine carried him back to the bedroom in a princess carry, threw him on the bed, stuffed a towel into his mouth, and then let Dujuan tie his hands and feet with her long hair.

If the genders were reversed, it would look very much like a crime scene or a classic plot in an action movie.

Lin Jiade's eyes were filled with confusion, but he was not confused for long before a violent pain, as if it were a Hinamizawa syndrome attack, swept over his body.

His body arched like a shrimp, but he couldn't move because of the cuckoo's tough, spiderweb-like hair. The towel that had been stuffed in his mouth beforehand also helped, preventing him from biting his tongue and lips until they were bloody.

Lin Jiade was in so much pain that he began to hallucinate: the world was orange, the world was pink, the world turned into an ice blue, it was the heart of a dragon in gold and red, it was the four-colored wheel, it was a forged sword.

"This is……"

Jasmine stared at Lin Jiade in astonishment. The eyes are the windows to the soul, and Lin Jiade's eyes changed constantly in color and shape. Finally, his eyes rose to a full moon, which was then tinged with blue.

"This is the unsolved mystery of Lin Jiade, before me, before you, what transformed Lin Jiade?" Du Juan said.

"If that's the case, why does he seem so...ordinary?"

“Because he hasn’t finished yet,” Du Juan said. “So do you understand? We have to join forces to find out what really happened between my lover and your boyfriend.”

“No,” Jasmine refused firmly, “Lin Jiade’s safety is the top priority, and your methods will only endanger him.”

The Red Dragon's offspring continued to care for Lin Jiade. She could do nothing but wipe the sweat from his forehead. In her pain, even Lin Jiade's voice became indistinct.

Fortunately, the pain didn't last long. When Lin Jiade regained his composure, 3 minutes and 45 seconds had passed.

Du Juan quickly let go of him, and Jasmine helped the weak man up. Within seconds, a surge of power filled his body, making him feel refreshed from the inside out and giving him a sense of strength far greater than ever before.

He can now crush many things with his bare hands, his senses are more acute than ever before, and although he has never studied dance, he possesses the balance that dancers cherish.

His vision seemed to have been upgraded from 720p to 1080p. The same scenery, but with a clearer picture. The flow of energy on the planet was faintly visible to him, like a veil filtering the sunlight.

He looked smugly at his palm: "No wonder the seniors in the club talk about magic research all the time, as if they've already married magic. So this is what it feels like to hold power."

"I have to thank Jasmine for the money she spent on you."

Du Juan laughed and said, "In your name, she ordered professional tools from the local alchemy workshop, upgraded some of the ingredients in your potion recipe, and then contributed her own blood."

Lin Jiade looked at the person supporting him with emotion: "Jasmine..."

Jasmine's reply was as cold as a wife who had just received her dues for two days: "Now that you've recovered, it's time to move on to the next step."

"?"

Jasmine led Lin Jiade downstairs and took a taxi to Shannan Dongdao University, where Dujuan handed him a suitcase filled with his change of clothes and toiletries.

"Am I being kicked out of my home?" Lin Jiade asked.

Du Juan introduced with a smile: "It's a weekend trip to the scenic Sannam Dongdo University, with free accommodation in the martial arts classroom."

From Friday night to Monday morning, beautiful female students will play games with you online, and powerful swordsmen will keep you entertained.

"No need to thank me too much. I've already described the energy intensity of your improved potion to your trainer, and that person knows how to train you."

Lin Jiade wasn't stupid; he knew that Du Juan and Jasmine were intentionally sent to the safest place at present for intensive training.

Depending on the outcome, he might graduate and go to help Jasmine, or he might remain protected at the school until Jasmine and her enemy are defeated.

"I understand. I have no complaints about your choice. The food itself is the original sin. After you send me away, I just want to say, I wish you all the best in your work."

"You too," Du Juan waved her hand, "Don't let your new coach make you cry."

Jasmine didn't say anything; she just looked at Lin Jiade, but Lin Jiade understood her gaze. Her silence spoke volumes.

The two took a step forward in unison, embraced, and then left in opposite directions without looking back.

None of this escaped the "eyes" of the pay-to-win mother pig. She reviewed the nearby surveillance videos and turned to the person in charge here, saying, "They sent that young man to university."

“That’s a place we can’t invade. Plus, with magic researchers involved, if that young man stays on campus, it will only tie down our forces.”

Drinking Water Guy looked at the old man behind him, who was deep in thought with his sword in hand: "The people who work overtime at night are on their way, so I'll leave the daytime to Mr. Tuna. If the young man and his hired help leave the campus, attack them immediately, but don't kill them."

The person working overtime is still working overtime at the company. Sometimes, I really don't understand why he would be willing to work for a company run by ordinary people instead of becoming a free mercenary who walks the gray area.

"And what about me?" the Barbary witch asked, raising her hand.

The Barbary witch once said she would slack off the whole time, and that was true. In the days that followed, she really did fail at everything, but instead attracted handsome men to sleep with her. Her penchant for revelry day and night made people suspect that she was possessed by a succubus.

Drinking Water Bro had to erase the memories of those handsome men afterward because the Barbary Witch was of average appearance and figure, but she played very wildly and could easily leave psychological trauma to people.

Chapter Sixty-Four: Times Have Changed

When you have a shadow in your heart, you want to confide in someone. In modern times, information can go viral online in just half a day. Brother Drinking Water doesn't want his gang members to become famous in this way.

Otherwise, when he was writing his memoirs in his later years, and his grandchildren asked him with curiosity, "What was it like to be teammates with the Barbary witch?", he could only wear a mask of pain.

What exactly does the employer want to do by stuffing such a useless witch into our team? She alone can make the team's progress halfway down the leaderboard.

As he drank his water, Brother Drinking thought to himself, "If this mission fails, it will definitely start with this useless, good-for-nothing witch."

Nevertheless, he had no intention of eliminating or abandoning this disgraceful necromancer, which unfortunately turned out to be the biggest mistake he made during this mission.

Half of the mind warlock's defenses were directed at the pay-to-win sow, a level one magic user. He even went so far as to use mind magic on her to ensure her reliability.

He used all his skills, even helping her to correct her bad habit of impulsively spending money on pay-to-win games.

It's not because Drinking Water Bro is some kind of positive role model, but because the pay-to-win pig treats pay-to-win games like her life. If he can control the pay-to-win pig's spending behavior, and if she's not faking it, then it proves that the reliability of the mind spell he cast on her has increased significantly.

He observed for a while and concluded that he had controlled the pay-to-win pig, which made him quite smug. He'd heard that people with level one magic were terrifying, but after meeting one, he found him to be nothing special.

Perhaps the fearsome reputation of Level One magic is a propaganda campaign launched by the Empire to intimidate magic researchers outside the system, a move to create a god-like figure. Drinking Water Guy thought.

He unscrewed his thermos to drink water and watched the surveillance footage of the "pay-to-win" sow. In the footage, Lin Jiade dragged his suitcase into the school.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lin Jiade arrived at the martial arts classroom. He opened the door and saw two cots already set up in the corner of the classroom. Kapok was leaning against the wall, while Hehuan was busy preparing.

"I have already applied for the use of the classrooms for you. Please make full use of them for the next three days."

Hehuan walked over and said in a low voice, "But don't neglect your little girlfriend either."

Even at times like this, do you still remember to care about the couple you support?

Lin Jiade looked at Senior Hehuan speechlessly. She patted his shoulder and closed the door behind her as she left.

Mu Mian drew her weapon from its sheath and said, "Are you ready?"

Lin Jiade nodded, while Mu Mian continued, "I mean, preparation for being beaten, preparation for fighting the enemy, and even preparation for killing."

The young man paused for a moment, then replied, "I am a law-abiding citizen; murder is a crime."

“The law is not an excuse, because Imperial law does not protect those who engage in shady businesses. If you kill them in self-defense, you will be investigated and a record will be left in your file, but it will have little impact on your daily life.”

Lin Jiade was somewhat surprised: "The price is so low... This is practically encouraging magic researchers to kill each other?"

"To be precise, it is inciting magic researchers outside the system to kill each other."

"Then I can do it," Lin Jiade clenched his fist. "Anyone who harms the person I love, I'll fight them to the death!"

Kapok performed a sword flourish and continued, "I don't understand how love can get you involved in other people's troubles. Without a doubt, you are that red dragon's weakness."

"That's exactly why I came here."

"Mercenaries take money to do things, but their first priority is to protect themselves. Rather than fighting that red dragon to the death, it's better to capture you to gain the upper hand over the red dragon... Conversely, this is also our chance to gain the upper hand."

Kapok's figure disappeared from Lin Jiade's sight. Lin Jiade dared not use detection spells, because in a few minutes, he would be blinded by the burning potion and his eyes would be filled with tears. In battle, Kapok would not give him the chance to wipe away the potion and restore his vision.

Therefore, when Kapok appeared behind him, he subconsciously dodged to the right as he sensed the movement in his body. This was a physical memory he had gained from the pain after his last encounter with Kapok.

However, the answer he received was still pain, which made his mind go blank and his reactions slow down, and then a storm of pain struck.

"I thought practice was a gradual process, but it turns out they're going to hold back from the start?"

Kapok returned to its initial position. Lin Jiade turned around with difficulty, clutching his ribs and grumbling. The improved potion formula began to take effect; within seconds, his tiny wound healed, and energy flowed more smoothly within his body.

"No, I've already held back," said Kapok. "Ultimately, the purpose of this training is to help you digest the potion and improve your resilience."

As I said before, this is our chance to take the initiative. Since we know the enemy will attack you first, we can train you to a point where you won't be killed by the enemy too quickly. This will allow us to observe the enemy's magic and combat style.

Even... well, that's a story for another time.

Lin Jiade stretched his shoulders: "What you said is true, but it's really hurtful to someone's self-esteem."

"Wound your pride? No, you're the one who's truly enviable. Hehuan said your luck is the second strongest she's ever seen. Be happy, right? The person ranked ahead of you is a master-level magic researcher."

Lin Jiade had heard He Huan mention that it was a powerful existence that made He Huan feel utterly hopeless at first glance. Perhaps He Huan realized that even if she tried her whole life, she would never reach that level, so she gave up climbing upwards and chose to make a living through music.

However, what makes him worthy of being compared to a giant?

Seeing his disbelief, Mu Mian added, "With a red dragon offering its blood to elevate the energy of a level four magic potion to the level of a level three magic auxiliary potion, that's the best proof of your good fortune."