Chapter 70 This is trying to dig a corner of labor and capital?
"Tsk tsk...you are very powerful."
Knowing that the defeat was certain, Arthur no longer looked nervous at all.
Both of their potions have entered the final fusion reaction time. As long as they wait a little longer, they can get the finished potions.
The more closely matched your opponent is, the more you can understand how powerful your opponent is.
Arthur naturally knew that what he lost was not his talent and skills, but his mentality.
He believed that his potion talent was no worse than anyone else's, but he could never reach the terrifying state of being calm throughout the entire process like Raymond.
The more powerful the opponent, the more anxious he wants to win but cannot.
"You are also very powerful."
Raymond looked at Arthur, who raised his lips slightly, and frowned slightly.
If that guy is angry, frustrated, regretful, or unwilling... he thinks it's normal.
But unfortunately, Raymond didn't see any negative emotions on Arthur's face.
This guy seemed to be wearing a human skin mask on his face, hiding all his emotions.
"This is a terrible opponent." If Raymond didn't know the identity of Arthur, he might have been deceived by his gentle face.
It's a pity that no matter how well he disguises himself, he can't hide his cruel character.
Sequence 9 "Tyrant" Transcendent, descendant of werewolf. In the game, this guy caused a bloody storm in the Black Sea. He is cruel and unscrupulous, and he also has a bad habit of hunting innocent girls.
Obviously we have never met, so there is no grievance or enmity.
When Raymond took the stage for the first time just now, he received a hostile notification from the system.
Is it possible that this Arthur has some hidden identity? Otherwise, how could he trigger the hostility buff of "The Feud of the Twelve Wise Men" upon meeting him?
...
Arthur narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "I hope we can have a good communication again during the trial in three days."
Raymond spread his hands and said, "I may disappoint you. I will only make some magic potions. I have no intention of participating in that trial."
This is also true. Although the trial is for everyone to participate, Raymond had no intention of being in the limelight. When the time comes, he can just paddle around and get through without expecting any results.
Now that the limelight has been strong enough, it will easily capsize if it continues.
"Oh, that's it...that's really a pity."
When Arthur heard this, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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"Leimeng, the silver potion [Ranger] was successfully refined, with a purity of 25% and an overall score of 95."
"Arthur, the silver potion [Black Devil] was successfully refined, with a purity of 9% and an overall score of 88."
The jury gave the most professional and reasonable result.
The outcome was obvious, Raymond won with an absolute advantage.
Waves of cheers came from the banquet hall, and Philip Academy won a great victory.
...
"Did we really win..."
"That...classmate Raymond really beat Arthur?"
"Oh my god, he actually succeeded in refining the silver potion, and its purity is more than ten points higher than Arthur's!"
Everyone at Philip Academy expected Raymond to win, but when they saw the result, they were still a little unbelievable.
When Arthur heard this result, he still had a gentle smile on his face, neither angry nor sad.
Anthony lost the "Spellweaver's Gem" stupidly, but he cared more about his disciples.
My disciple is good at everything, but his personality is a bit perverse and violent.
After all, he has been an illegitimate child for so many years and has suffered countless cold looks and ridicules. He, who stands in the way of his mentor, should be more caring.
Anthony comforted: "Arthur, you don't have to be depressed, you have performed very well today. Your talent and skills are by no means inferior to anyone, but your mentality is a little bit..."
"No, I'm not depressed. On the contrary, I'm a little excited."
Arthur's pupils shrank slightly, the curve of his mouth made it impossible to see the smile, and his eyes were a little cold, "I saw my own shadow in that guy."
A hint of worry appeared on Anthony's expression, and he warned: "This is Philip's territory, Arthur, please restrain yourself."
"I know it well."
Arthur glanced at him and said nothing more coldly.
Werewolves are born with a very sensitive sense of crisis, and this guy named Raymond gave him a very dangerous feeling.
It was not just the jealousy of losing the game, but more like the feud between a werewolf and a vampire. The meeting touched the blood lust and disgust deep in his soul.
If you want to kill quickly, then you can have clear ideas!
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In a corner of the banquet hall, two men standing in the shadow of the curtain were talking softly.
There were a lot of people coming and going here, but no one seemed to look at them, just like the air.
"Is this Arthur the illegitimate son of Duke Orm who awakened the werewolf bloodline? No wonder he has such talent at such a young age. He originally wanted to become famous through this battle, but it's a pity that he picked the wrong person."
"This level of potion talent could have made him famous in the Black Sea. Unfortunately, if he loses today, the aura of his genius will be dimmed too much."
"That little guy named Raymond has a good talent for potions and a good character. As long as he doesn't die young, he will hopefully make a name for himself in the Endless Sea in the future."
"Lord Ancestor, that guy Om seems to be restless recently..."
"It's just a few hybrid werewolf descendants, it won't make a difference."
"..."
If Raymond were here, he would definitely know the two people in the conversation.
One is Archduke Philip the "Night Crow" of Philip's territory, and the other is Ralph D. Capone, the "Blood Earl".
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Raymond won the potion exchange competition. He was the most dazzling star tonight, no one else.
Aldrich's personal disciple, a quasi-two-star potion master with a demon-like talent.
Just these two halos can allow him to crush any noble student in Philip Academy.
At this moment, no one dares to ridicule him because of his slum background, but it actually adds a bit of legend to him.
Everyone knew that a young potion master with unlimited promise was about to appear in Philip Academy, and various invitations came one after another. However, Raymond was not interested in entertaining these powerful people and left all these troublesome matters to Aldrich.
, slipped off the ring by himself.
...
Under the ring, the two girls looked forward to it, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Classmate Raymond, you are simply amazing! Congratulations."
Irene was Raymond's only good friend in the class, so she naturally sent her congratulations immediately.
Raymond smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Irene's head, acting affectionately, "Thank you."
Irene had an angry expression on her face, but there was a bit of joy hidden in her crystal eyes, "Hey, hey, hey... there are many people, please don't be like this."
"oh."
Raymond took back his hand and realized what he had done, feeling slightly embarrassed.
The scumbag drama is so addictive that this method of flirting with girls has long lost its previous awkwardness and can be easily used.
Judy on the side no longer had the competitive spirit before, and suddenly turned back into the quiet and elegant beautiful girl.
"Congratulations, classmate Raymond. That..."
She looked at Raymond with evasive eyes, and finally said with shame and apology: "I'm sorry before..."
"it does not matter."
Raymond nodded and smiled gently at her, "Thank you too."
From beginning to end, he never took those words to heart.
The atmosphere suddenly became very harmonious, and Judy's crystal eyes seemed to sparkle.
At this time, Irene asked again: "Raymon, when did you become Dean Aldrich's disciple?"
She put her hands behind her back and wrapped her fingers around her. Her face was slightly red, and she seemed a little embarrassed. She murmured, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have disturbed the dean's arrangements."
Of course she was talking about asking for the title of baronet from his father on behalf of Raymond. Now it seems that she is really a little stupid.
How could Dean Aldrich's disciples not be able to enter the elite class?
His old man's arrangement must have a deeper meaning. He seemed to have done something stupid.
"ah?"
After hearing this, Raymond was stunned for a moment before he understood.
It seems to be another misunderstanding.
He was about to speak, but at that moment, an unexpected person slowly walked over.
The person coming is actually Arthur!
At this moment, he had changed out of the uniform of Orm Academy and instead put on a gorgeous dress that represented the high nobility.
A black-based red-patterned woolen jacket with white fur trim, and eight rows of solid gold buttons on the chest, with the exclusive aristocratic crest of the Orm family engraved on it.
"Beautiful Miss Eileen, allow me to reintroduce myself."
Arthur politely bowed to Eileen and gave an elegant noble salute, "I, Arthur Herkenando Orm, the first heir of the Orm Territory, pay my respects to the most beautiful Miss Irene in my heart.
With the highest respect.”
Irene was confused. But she also held the princess skirt and politely responded to a noble curtsey, "Hello, classmate Arthur."
She was a little confused. She clearly remembered that the heir to the Orm Territory was not this Arthur, and even the Orm family's external genealogy did not have this heir at all.
"What is this guy going to do..."
Raymond looked at Arthur who came uninvited, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if this guy had an ulterior motive.
Finally, something unexpected happened!
An evil smile flashed across Arthur's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Miss Eileen, forgive me for not being able to suppress my admiration for you..."