The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Viner was already plotting how to trick Felix into going down into the dungeon with her, while the freshman, who seemed to be a die-hard Felix fan, was still rambling on and on.

"Yeah, man, you have no idea how spectacular it was. Felix just yelled 'Sword, sword!' and a deluge of longswords broke free from their masters and flew towards the arena. It was as if being wielded by Felix was their greatest honor..."

"Wait a moment."

Although she had taken the initiative to inquire, as the other party's description became increasingly outrageous, Wiener couldn't help but interrupt.

"Didn't you just say that Felix won twenty consecutive ranked matches with a gun?"

“Felix is ​​skilled in both gun and sword, wielding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other. Is there a problem?” Joey countered.

"So how did he win in the end?"

"Put a sword against your opponent's neck, and they will surrender."

"Where's the gun?"

"It's been thrown out."

The fanatical Joey paid no attention to Vina's gradually turning ashen face, and instead pulled out two weapons as if to show off.

"See that? It's the same kind of spear as Felix's. Excluding the original one that Felix has, there are only eighteen in total. If I hadn't acted early, you wouldn't even be able to get one for a hundred credits these days."

“This is even more amazing. It’s a sword that Felix used himself. I’m going to frame it and preserve it carefully.”

The phrase "used" refers to the process of Felix picking up the sword from the ground and returning it to its original owner.

"As long as you're happy."

After politely declining Joey's recommendation about "Philippines," Viner just wanted to get back to her dorm and have some peace and quiet.

Even this small request could not be fulfilled.

When Wiener returned to the dormitory area, the Alchemy Institute's security was as tight as an impregnable fortress.

A sentry every five steps, a guard every ten. The alchemical dolls, so precious to outsiders, were now scattered like worthless scarecrows around the perimeter of the Alchemy Institute's dormitory area.

The main gate was guarded by students from the Alchemy Institute themselves.

Five meters away from the gate, there was a huge crowd of enthusiastic fans.

Unwilling to get involved in the standoff between the two strange groups, Wiener headed straight for the main entrance.

Then he was grabbed by a hand.

"What are you doing?" Vina, who was suddenly grabbed, glanced at the other person and realized that she didn't recognize him at all.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that?"

Wiener was inexplicably grabbed by the hand by a man, leaving her speechless and nearly dropping the notebook she was holding.

Wiener struggled to maintain his balance with his unaffected left hand while desperately trying to break free with his right.

“Listen up, even fans need to have basic boundaries. Getting any closer is impolite,” Geoffrey advised.

"Let go of my hand before you talk about margins, okay?"

As if worried that Vener would run away, Geoffrey tightened his grip, and Vener tried several times but failed to break free.

"I just want to go back to my dorm, what exactly do you want?"

"Your next line is that you are Vena and live in the Alchemy Institute, right? Give up, that excuse has been used to death. Even if I let go, they won't let you in."

Geoffrey released his grip and gestured to the Alchemy students guarding the door.

"Then I won't trouble you—"

"He's out! Felix is ​​out!" Cheers suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Felix walked out of the dormitory area, stood in the middle of the crowd, bowed in two directions, and then spoke.

"Thank you all for your support. But with everyone being so enthusiastic, it can be a bit of a burden for me."

"We've all been classmates, and there will be many more opportunities for us to get to know each other. Everyone has class tomorrow, so let's all go home and rest early today."

Fanatical fans are like mindless zombies, easily losing control. However, proper guidance from idols can effectively compensate for this lack of rationality.

This group, which no one could persuade no matter what they did, seemed content once they saw Felix and prepared to leave in an orderly manner.

Wiener was finally able to break free—

“Hey, we’ve already seen everyone, let’s go, let’s go,” Geoffrey shouted, grabbing Venere again.

Well, it seems we still haven't gotten rid of it.

“...Felix!” Viner shouted.

"Hey!" Felix, whose name was called, suddenly stood up straight and turned to look at Viner, who was entangled with Joffrey.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The sudden stare made Geoffrey tense up, and his hand unconsciously loosened its grip.

“What’s my name?” Viner ignored Geoffrey and continued to ask Felix.

"Vina, what do you mean by this? Are you feeling unwell?"

Sensing something amiss, Felix quickly walked over to Viner and Geoffrey and asked them.

As he spoke, he touched his own forehead and then reached out his other hand, gently placing it on Venere's forehead.

Cool little hands touched the skin on her forehead, the palms were soft and smooth, and a faint fragrance wafted from them.

“You don’t have a fever.” Felix tilted his head, looking at Vina with a puzzled expression.

"Here you go." Without much explanation, Viner shoved the thick "Fool's Guide to Dungeon Conquest"—as heavy as a stack of bricks—into Felix's arms. "Take this to my dorm room."

"Oh." Although he didn't quite understand what had happened, Felix still hugged the notebook that Viner handed him and obediently jogged away towards the dormitory area.

Watching Felix walk away, Joefrey looked back and forth between the two, his words becoming somewhat incoherent.

"He...you...Vina, are you really Vina?"

“Absolutely genuine.” Viner nodded.

Wiener's name only became known in the academy because of Felix's mention of it, so there is naturally no stronger proof than Felix's own identification.

"You also forged Felix's weapon?" Geoffrey's body began to tremble.

“I made it and gave it to him,” Viner admitted.

Many people turned their attention back to the two of them because of Felix's turning around, and they also heard this news.

"So he's that mysterious blacksmith?" "I heard even second-year students want him to forge weapons." "Then can we...?"

Whispers broke out.

Seeing Geoffrey's dismayed expression, as if the sky had fallen, Wiener suddenly felt a mischievous urge.

“Not only that—” Viner changed the subject, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, “I live next to Felix’s dorm room, and he wakes me up every morning.”

“You!” Geoffrey looked at Vina in shock.

"Yes, yes, I just want to see that expression on your face, that jealous look on your face."

Chapter 44 Agreement

After saying that, Venerer fled into the Alchemy Institute dormitory area.

He just likes to talk, he doesn't actually want to get hit.

Geoffrey was only a fraction of a second too slow and was blocked outside the door.

"Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering."

Two alchemical dolls spread their arms, blocking Geoffrey's attempt to catch up, and cold, mechanical voices emanated from their chests.

These alchemical golems are at least at the third tier, with some having stats approaching those of a sixth-tier warrior, which is naturally beyond the reach of a newcomer.

"Let's do as Felix suggested and go home early today. Whatever your dispute may be, I suggest you resolve it outside."

A second-year alchemy student who had not yet left offered some words of advice.

Geoffrey could only leave indignantly, not forgetting to glare fiercely in the direction Vener had fled before he left.

Once his figure had completely disappeared, a freshman from the Alchemy Department couldn't help but say, "Senior, why didn't you just stop that Vena too?"

The alchemical dolls were all set to identify themselves based on their student ID information, but the judgment conditions depended on the Sector situation.

The senior student had just temporarily reclassified the dormitory area, which allowed Wiener to enter the dormitory area smoothly.

Of course, Wiener was unaware of this.

“You don’t understand.” The senior shook his head slightly and said, “Felix was assigned to the Alchemy Department because of Viner. Based on that alone, he is our department’s benefactor.”

He paused for a moment, then continued, "At least we can't let Felix see him being bullied in front of our house."

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Felix, who had gone ahead, couldn't get into Wiener's dormitory, so he had to squat in front of the door with his notes in his arms.

Playing twenty games in two days would tire even an iron man.

Felix weighed the thickness in his hand, felt it was just right, and then sat obediently under it, waiting for Venus to return.

Fortunately, the wait wasn't too long.

"Was that someone Vena knew?"

"You know him?"

“I don’t know him.” Felix shook his head.

“If you don’t even know me, then you certainly don’t know me either,” Viner said irritably.

He then swiped his student card to open the door.

"Also, the notes under your butt belong to some petty senior. You'd better be careful she doesn't find out about them."

"Hey!" Felix hurriedly stood up, patted the cover lightly with his hand, and blew on it a few times, as if afraid that dust would settle on it.

After doing all this, she carefully picked it up and handed it back to Wiener, asking, "Won't you secretly tell on me, Wiener?"

"If there are benefits to informing, I'll consider it."

Wiener took the notebook, gently placed it on the table, and then continued speaking.

"I've heard about your record, twenty consecutive wins, that's really amazing."

"Oh, it's all thanks to the weapon Wiener gave me," Felix said, scratching his head sheepishly. "And..."

"Anything else?" Viner frowned slightly.

"And Wiener said that if we lose, we have to commit suicide to atone for our sins. I don't want to die, so—ugh!"

Felix felt a little guilty under Viner's gaze and stammered.

"You should use your brain and think carefully about whether other people are serious or joking."

Wiener pinched Felix's cheeks with both hands and said with exasperation.

The tactile sensation is completely different when you actively touch something versus when you passively touch it.

If Wiener made such a gesture towards a girl, he would be labeled as a pervert and would have no excuse.

However, since the other party was Felix, this level of bullying only made him feel extremely relieved.

It's very soft and smooth, like jade, and as bouncy as slime.

Oh no, Venus thinks she's getting addicted.

"So, even if you lose, you don't have to commit suicide?" Felix asked, a look of sudden realization on his face.

"Don't make it like a dark duel where the loser has to die!" Vena complained.

After saying that, Venere stretched out her hand to Felix, "Give it to me."

Upon hearing this, Felix took out his student ID card without hesitation.

"Who wants this! What about that gun? Don't tell me you lost it and didn't retrieve it."

"Oh, it's in my dorm. I'll get it right away."

After saying that, Felix disappeared in an instant, but a few moments later he was seen running back with a gun in his hand.

"for you."

Seeing Felix like this, for some reason, Viña suddenly thought of playing frisbee with her dog.