"Are you...seriously?" For some reason, looking at Linton's smiling face, Garsain always had a bad feeling, and he didn't know why. Being stronger is of course a good thing, but something felt so wrong.
, I feel like I have a strange premonition that I will regret it for the rest of my life if I believe it this time.
"What do you mean, uncle, how could I trick you? You are my nephew." Linton said with a smile.
"No, you make it sound like you haven't..."
Before he finished speaking, Linton interrupted Garserne: "That's all a misunderstanding. In such a big matter, uncle, I am very reliable, don't you think so?"
"..." Garsain really hesitated. After all, Linton did save him, but why did he always feel like he had the word "danger" on his head this time?
"Is there really this kind of magic? It's like the kind that stimulates the human body's potential?" Klose next to him was even more curious about the principles of this magic.
"It's true." Linton said, "Anyway, you are going to the battlefield. Uncle, I don't want you to be more capable of protecting yourself."
"Okay, okay, how to do it specifically?" Garsain thought for a while and nodded.
"So, first of all, I need a quiet place, a very quiet place." Linton said, "Similar to a small house. Old man, do you have such a place at home?"
"A quiet little house?" Klose said, "There should be a workers' house in the backyard, but no one seems to be using it now..."
"Okay, right there." Linton said, "By the way, the environment required for this magic is very harsh. If I want to perform it, I can't have any distractions, so you can't be around either."
"Huh? If I don't speak, can't I just watch?" Of course Klose wanted to see what kind of magic it was.
"No, I said, not even a little distraction is okay. As long as you stand there and distract me, something big might happen to my nephew, so there can't be any accidents. In short, no one else can be present." Linton was serious.
said.
Klose didn't know if Linton was serious or if he didn't want others to see his "secret technique", but he didn't mean to press him. After all, if it was really a secret that was not passed down by his master, he couldn't
You can just look at it, right? At least Klose still has some basic morals. Although he is curious, there is nothing he can do if others don't show him.
"Okay, what else do you need?" Klose said.
"Anyway, let's clear out the people in the area first, and we still need a few things, but... we'll talk about it later," Linton said.
In short, Klose quickly issued an order to prevent anyone from going near the backyard, and then accompanied Linton and the others to the hut in the backyard. This was really a very small hut, and it might have been just a tool shed before.
It's a little messy inside, I guess no one has been here for a long time.
Linton asked Klose to wait outside for a while, and then took Garsain into the house. After cleaning the table inside a little, Linton turned his head and said seriously to Garsain: "Nephew,
The magic I told you is true. It can really improve your strength immediately, but everything has to pay a price. In order to obtain this ability, the process is very painful. Even every time you recall it in the future,
You may find it unacceptable, do you have such determination?"
Now that we are here, Gasein has made up his mind. After all, he also knows that his ability is insufficient. It is true that he became a general this time because of Linton's halo. Of course, he also wants to rely on his ability to gain the emperor's appreciation.
Ah. Hearing what Linton said, he felt that what Linton said was true. After all, gaining ability without any price sounds like a lie, right?
"I have made up my mind." Garsain took a breath and said.
"Okay, in order to avoid too much torture for you, I'd better knock you out first." Linton said.
"Is it so painful?" Garsain took a breath, "Okay, come on."
Linton nodded, then put his hands together and made a seal: "Illusion. The art of Nirvana Abode."
Garsain saw a large number of feathers suddenly falling. He was unprepared and suddenly passed out. Linton also quickly caught him and put him on the table next to him for later use.
After dealing with Garsain, Linton quickly walked to the door and said to Klose: "Well, there is still something missing. I need your help, old man, to prepare it."
"Tell me," Klose said, "What material?"
"Prepare a big bucket of shit for me," Linton said.
"What?" Klose was stunned.
"Help me prepare..."
"I heard it, what I meant was that it was going to be used?" Klose said.
"Do you know magic? Are you a magician?" Linton said.
"So I've said it all, I am, I understand."
"Do you understand the magic I use?" Linton said.
"Okay, I don't understand. Can I prepare it for you?" Klose really had nothing to say. He was said to not understand magic, and no one else except Linton did it.
He had no idea why Linton wanted this thing, but Klose prepared it anyway. He sent someone to find a large bucket and delivered it to the hut. Then Linton said that there was nothing else he needed, so he asked Klose to
He left with the others. Klose was also very trustworthy. He didn't look at it if he didn't want to, and returned directly to the main house.
Linton took a look and saw that there was really no one there, so he returned to the hut. First, Linton dug a hole with his earth escape, then held his nose and poured half a bucket of shit into the hole. Then he put his hands together.
, the hole quickly filled up and sank into the ground.
After dealing with this, Linton quickly went to take a breath of fresh air, thinking that he had sacrificed enough to deceive his nephew. After calming down, Linton returned to the hut again, and then took out the magnetism he had just obtained.
The fruit looked at Garsain lying on the bed, and then began to stuff it into his mouth.
After a period of frantic efforts, Linton crushed the fruit directly and stuffed it into Gasein's mouth. The unconscious Gasein showed a very painful expression, but due to the illusion, he still did not wake up.
After waiting for a while, and seeing that the fruit should have almost gone in, Linton came to Garsain's side and formed a seal with his hands: "Uncle."
The illusion was released, and the next second, Garsain slowly woke up. Before he could speak, Garsain suddenly felt an evil smell in his mouth. He couldn't hold it back, so he rolled off the table and lay on the ground.
He vomited wildly.
"Ugh... vomit..." After vomiting out a big puddle, Garsain recovered, wiping his mouth and yelling: "What? Ugh... what did you eat for me... ugh...
"
As he was talking, Garsain began to vomit again. The smell was so disgusting that he couldn't bear it.
"Uh... you really want to know?" Linton said, while "inadvertently" glancing at the barrel next to him. Seeing Linton's expression, Garsain stood up and looked at the barrel next to him. The next second,
His face immediately turned green, and then he lay next to him and vomited wildly.
"I...I drafted uncle...vomit..." Garsain said while vomiting.
"Oh, what you said is that uncle, I did this to help you become stronger." Linton spread his hands and said, "Do you know how much risk I took, uncle?"
"What on earth did I provoke you? Did you make up such a long paragraph just to feed me this?" Garsain shouted.
"Oh, I'm not happy when you say that. I've already said it, uncle, I won't cheat you. If I say I'm going to help you become stronger, I'll help you become stronger. I also warned you that the process is very painful. This
I also know that you can't accept it, so I didn't tell you in advance." Linton said.
"No matter how you make it up, you can't become stronger by eating shit," Garsain shouted.
"This...really works." Linton said, "Do you know magic? Are you a magician? You don't understand why you are so sure?"
"I..." Garsain said and stood up, "Why don't I feel that I have become stronger in any way?"
"If you think about it again, it should have implanted all this in your mind." Linton pointed to his head and said.
"Who are you talking about?" Gasein was really confused, but the next second, he suddenly froze, because he seemed to really have a feeling, as if he understood something strange, something strange.
Unexplainable things.
After thinking about it, Garsain suddenly raised his hand slightly towards a hammer on the table next to him. He didn't know why he did this, but he always felt as if he could make the hammer move. But something magical happened
It happened, the hammer on the table miraculously actually moved a few times with my fingers.
Gasein was shocked. The next second, he suddenly raised his hand. As a result, the hammer on the table flew up and flew directly into his hand. Holding the hammer, Gasein was confused. What was going on?
?Can you do magic? Or is it such a strange magic? What on earth is going on?
"What...what's going on?" Garsain said in surprise.
"Look, isn't this coming out?" Linton spread his hands and said, "Now you should know that what I said is right, you do have some special abilities, right?"
"This...but...how is this possible?" It completely subverted common sense. Garsain couldn't understand it at all. You said that you have become stronger physically. He can still understand what you said about stimulating potential, but
What is this special power? How could he possibly understand it? There is also the way to obtain this ability. Could it be that eating shit...can you really obtain magical abilities? This is too ridiculous.
"Look, now you understand who was at fault." Linton said, "Should I apologize, nephew?"
I really want you to apologize for feeding me shit. Gasan said that his mood is too complicated and he doesn’t know what to do.
This chapter has been completed!