Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

However, Baron Weiss's men were quickly defeated. It seemed that the other side would not give up until they captured Blacklett. These magical vines continued to grow, turning the entire surrounding block into a primeval forest.

Originally he thought it was better to do less, but now Blacklett had to do something.

Although he drank the potion that concealed his aura, it was not a solution to continue to be in a stalemate like this. It seemed that the other party wanted to make something big.

Taking out a bottle of white potion from his pocket, Black Light sprinkled the white potion on the vines, and then several magical spots appeared on the vines.

“It’s indeed a fourth-level natural magic, and it’s not cast by one person, but a group magic cast by the magic power of five people.

"These five people should all be half-elfs. Only half-elfs can work together to use natural magic of this power."

"Although I don't know why the other party targeted me, it doesn't matter. Just let me solve this problem."

As he spoke, Blacklett took out a few more bottles of blue potion and added some red potion.

After removing the cork from the potion bottle, Black Light first sprinkled the blue potion on the vines in front of him, and then sprinkled the red potion directly on the place where the blue potion had just been poured.

Suddenly the green vines began to twist and twitch violently.

Magic sensitivity, first-level potion.

Red Blood Madness, a third-level potion.

Hearing the angry curses coming from not far away, Blacklett scratched his ears and put the empty bottle back into his medicine box.

Chapter 90 It's a bit sweet

As a potion master, Blacklett's magic level is not high, just the third stage "Gamma" level.

Magic power is not too important to Black Light. What is important is that increasing the level of magic power allows Black Light to make more advanced level 4 potions, level 5 potions, and so on.

Therefore, Black Light would not confront the opponent head-on with magic. He was good at using various potions to solve problems.

Level 1 potions are magic sensitive and are mostly used to practice magic and summon magic spells, allowing magicians to sense the magic power in their bodies.

The third-level potion, Red Blood Madness, is a combat potion used to temporarily increase magic power, but it also increases magic power consumption.

These are not powerful potions, but if Black Light mixes the two together, it will produce an effect.

That is, the magic power in the body of the person who summons the magic vines will be consumed at an accelerated rate.

The fourth-level magic was already very consuming and required several people to use. Now it was made more sensitive and frenzied by Black Light's potion. No wonder the other party was shouting in anger.

Sometimes, if you want to defeat someone, you don’t necessarily have to use a powerful potion.

But these had nothing to do with Blacklett. Seeing that the other party had indeed stopped casting magic, the magic vines that had lost their magic supply gradually dried up at his feet. Blacklett drank a bottle of level three druid potion.

With magical light emanating from his body, Blacklett transformed into a cat.

Black Light, who turned into a black cat, easily jumped onto the windowsill and then rushed out without looking back.

The elf half-bloods who were tricked by Black Light's potion also discovered Black Light. They shot magic arrows, but Black Light just lowered his head and rushed out.

The magic power of the elf hybrids behind him had been almost exhausted, and their magic arrows could not hit the agile Blacklet.

At the end of the street, Blacklett saw the Templar Knights and decided to hand over his opponent to the Templar Knights.

He is just a weak potion master and not good at fighting, so let others take care of the fighting.

However, when Blacklet was about to run out of the block, he saw a familiar figure.

"Velin?"

Blacklet called out to the girl with light green hair who was trying to force her way in despite the Templars' attempts to stop her.

"Heilite?"

The girl with light green hair suddenly raised her head and looked around but didn't see the person she expected.

Was it an illusion? Or was Heilite already dead? He had turned into a ghost and was calling me?

Weilin's mood suddenly sank and her heart ached.

"It's over, it's over. The cook is gone."

"Looking at all these magical vines everywhere, he might have turned into a meat roll."

"It might as well have been squashed into a meat patty. I'm too late! The cook is gone!"

Just as Weilin was immersed in sorrow and muttering the name of her favorite dish, Black Light, who had turned into a black cat, came up and slapped her on the forehead with his paw.

With the glow of magic, Blacklett returned to his original form.

Looking at the shocked Weilin, he would have wanted to go up and hit Weilin if there weren't so many Templar Knights around.

"Let's go home and don't get in the way here."

Taking Weilin's hand, Heilite walked outside with this good-for-nothing.

When the Templar Knights saw Blacklett, they naturally had no intention of stopping him.

It was not until Heile dragged Weilin for more than ten meters that Weilin let out an "ah".

"You're not dead?"

Seeing the elf girl's slow reaction time, Blacklett still slapped her on the head.

"Not dead yet. Do you want me to die? If I die, I can turn into meat rolls and meat patties for you to eat."

After hearing what Blacklett said, Weilin blushed herself.

She swore that she really didn't mean it just now, she just subconsciously said her favorite food.

But Weilin would not admit defeat to Hei Lai Te. She raised her chin and looked down at Hei Lai Te beside her.

"I came here to save you, and this is how you thank me? I ran all the way from the store to here! I didn't even take a breath!"

Hei Lai Te looked at Wei Lin, whose face was red. He could see sweat on her forehead and she was breathing heavily when she spoke.

It seems that this guy really ran all the way here from the pharmacy, which is quite a distance.

Blacklett was quite satisfied with this. This good-for-nothing he raised was still of some use and could really come in handy when the time came.

"Well, thank you, Weilin." Hei Lai Te expressed his gratitude very frankly.

However, Weilin felt a little uncomfortable when she heard that Black Light did not argue with her.

At this time, she finally realized that Blacklet was holding her hand. Weilin's reaction time was indeed a bit long. Only then did she become shy, and her fair elf ears became hot and red.

"I know, I'm glad to know! Since you are so sincere in thanking me, I won't bother with you!"

Weilin suppressed her shyness and spoke while sticking out her cute little chest.

This was the first time that Weilin had such close contact with a man since she grew up. She also clearly felt the warmth and strength of Heilite's large and thick palms that completely embraced her small hands.

She was conflicted at this moment, not knowing whether Black Light did it on purpose or if he had forgotten that he was holding her?

Should I continue to let Hei Lei hold my hand?

[At this moment, Weilin was completely unaware. If it were her previous behavior, she would have kicked Blacklet away without hesitation.]

However, Weilin's worries soon disappeared, and Heilite took the initiative to let go of her hand.

Looking at the back of Blacklett who was walking in front of her, Weilin felt anxious and worried. She clenched her fists and waved them at the back of Blacklett's head fiercely.

At the same time, Weilin also noticed that their direction at this time did not seem to be the direction of home?

"Where are you going, you bastard? Aren't we supposed to go that way?"

"Well, if we go back we do have to go that way, but let's not go back yet."

Blacklett stopped typing on his mobile phone, looked back to make sure he was in the right direction, and then continued to reply to Duke's butler's message.

He had turned off the sound on his phone before, but just now he remembered that Butler Duke would definitely be worried about him. He took out his phone and saw that there were indeed a lot of unread messages from Butler Duke.

"Not going back? If not, where are we going?"

Weilin tilted her head curiously, her light green hair falling from her elf ears.

"Where are we going? To buy you a cake, of course."

After replying the message, Hei Lai Te looked at the glutton in front of him in bewilderment. How could this glutton forget the cake? This was really strange.

"Ah!" Weilin cried softly, and then her face turned red.

She put her hands behind her back, and her steps alongside Heilite became lighter.

Hei Lai Te did not forget, and he even remembered to buy himself a gift at this time.

After a long time, Weilin felt the warmth of home, and life with Heilite made her forget her troubles.

“Then I’ll buy ten!”

"Can you finish it? Do you want to eat cake for every meal these days?"

"Then I want five! Five different flavors!"

"Three, no more. There's not enough space in the fridge for your cake."

"No! Four! At least four!"

"You won't gain weight if you eat it, so why eat so much? Three, just three, plus ten baguettes for you to grind your teeth at night."

"You bastard! How can you be so stingy!"

"Whatever you say!"

"..."

[Weilin's favorability towards you UP↑]

[Weilin updated your status to 'budding love']

Chapter 91: Elf Half-Blood Rebel

[On the second day after you were attacked, Baron Weiss came to the shop exhausted.]

"We still haven't caught that group of rebels. Although we have surrounded them and were about to capture them all, another group of rebels suddenly appeared. We haven't caught them yet."

Baron Weiss's face was filled with anger. As the defender of Oakland City, he was helpless against those loach-like guys.

"Oh, I see. I hope nothing more will happen."

Blacklett glanced at the head with long light green hair peeking from the stairs and responded to Baron Weiss nonchalantly.