C31 The Double-cannon both in the Light and in the Dark

What do you need to do before you take the medicine?

To be honest, Roya did not understand this question very well. In any case, the emperors in his previous life seemed to need to take a bath and burn incense before swallowing the mercury and waiting for death.

However, in this world, these steps did not seem to be needed. This medicine was so dark, probably no god or Buddha would dare to bless it. Furthermore, this was a strengthening agent and a buffer, it was clearly a taste of black technology.

Forget it, just drink it.

Roya held the black, petroleum like Bulo Vitality Enhancing Agent II that he had spent 1000 gold coins to exchange for. He glanced at the dark blue Bolo High-Temperature Buffer that looked a little better, opened the lid, and slowly poured both of them into the glass cup.

What surprised Roya was that the black oil was very smooth, but the dark blue buffer was very slow. Like jelly, the two of them began to bubble after they were mixed together. Roya followed the instructions of the system and kept observing the color.

"Temporarily put it to brownish-red and can be consumed..."

Roya muttered the standard and sat down at the side to calm his heart and wait. Time passed slowly. About ten minutes later, the liquid in the glass cup finally turned dark red. There were no more bubbles. Roya picked up the glass and smelled it. He could actually smell something similar to orange juice.

"System, is this considered complete? Can I drink it now?"

[Scanning item]

[Color matched, reaction sufficiently, confirmed to be edible]

"That's good. But this texture is similar to milk, but it tastes like orange? It still feels so strange... Forget it, dry!"

After the system confirmed, Roya shook the cup twice and gritted his teeth. He then raised his head and poured the 1000 gold coins worth of medicine into his mouth.

The taste was a little sticky and strange, but there was indeed a faint orange taste. The temperature was normal.

This was probably Roya's thoughts on how he would consume this priceless thing.

However, as the saying goes, if you don't look at the taste, you look at the effects. After Roya drank the medicine, he closed his eyes and felt his body. Then... he discovered that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"What's the situation? Where's the primeval force that we agreed on? System, is there no response? 1000 gold coins rang out... Wu!"

The young man's body trembled as he suddenly felt a scorching heat spreading from his stomach to his body. In a few seconds, the heat had spread throughout his entire body.

Roya could feel his body temperature rising rapidly. Due to the high fever, his brain also started to become dizzy. He struggled to walk a few steps to lie on the bed, but he did not expect his vision to turn black as soon as he took a step.

"Clang!"

The chair was knocked down to the ground, and its owner was next to it.

Although the sound of one thousand gold coins hitting the floor was late, it had still arrived!

Roya from St. Maestre was on the street, but he didn't know that in the distant Rossai, that tiny Soul Lamp had unknowingly changed his life path.

"It's useful! It's really useful!"

In the dark room, a middle-aged man with brown hair was sitting on the main seat. On the table in front of him, there was an oil lamp that was made of dirt. The material of the oil lamp could not be seen at all.

The oil lamp had already been lit up. The white light that was completely different from ordinary oil lamps lit up the surroundings. For a moment, exquisite decorations, priceless ancient books, and flame-like patterns of Grimm's lead were revealed in the light one by one. And this little light also lit up the excited faces of the people in front of the table.

"Mr. Bruce, how do you feel?"

"Well, the effect is obvious. The erosion slowed down. No, it almost stopped."

The luxuriously dressed man sitting behind the table said. He reached out to touch his chest and felt it again. After a moment, he nodded.

"The restlessness of the soul has disappeared. The immortality has also faded. The most amazing thing is that there are no side effects... Andrew, do you know what this is?"

"Uh, I really have never heard of this before, but according to my observation, I can confirm that this is an ancient item from the Third Era."

An old man with a white beard, wearing a pointy hat and glasses, took two steps forward and carefully examined the Soul Calming Lamp.

"The material of this oil lamp is a bit similar to dirt, and the oil might be the blood of some creature. It must be something from a cult, but from the fact that there are no side effects, it shouldn't be an evil item. It probably came from one of the civilizations that have disappeared from the Second Era. "

"Can you copy it?"

" I can try, but I'm afraid it's very difficult. "

"Is that so? If even you can't do it, then it's probably impossible for others. I didn't expect that my life would one day be at the mercy of a lamp."

The middle-aged man mocked himself, but no one in the room could laugh. Everyone was silent. A man holding a black wooden staff observed for a long time and said:

"With this rate of consumption, we can at least hold on for a few years. That means we have at least a few more years."

"That's right. With the ability of Sorofia, there might be a turning point in a few years' time."

Everyone in the room became optimistic. Bruce Sorofia smiled bitterly when he saw this. No matter what, it was a good thing that he had obtained this lamp. He really shouldn't be too pessimistic.

"With these few years' time, I will be able to nurture Charlotte. When that time comes, there will be no worries. If it still doesn't work, we can fight with our lives on the line."

Bruce's words made everyone in the room look serious. Everyone nodded to each other, and a determined aura filled the room, until someone remembered something.

"By the way, where is the seller? Where did this lamp come from?"

"It's Marquis Alucard from St. Maestre Theocracy who sold it."

"What? Marquis Alucard?"

Bruce frowned when he heard what his subordinate said. He seemed to have thought of something. He lowered his head and started to think. The people nearby looked at each other. Andrew lifted his glasses and asked.

"Bruce, do you know him?"

"No, I don't know him, but... he has some connections."

The brown-haired man murmured and looked up.

"Do you have any messages?"

"No, there are no messages. Instead, he repeatedly told the local branch president not to reveal any information."

After hearing this, Bruce relaxed a little. He felt that this might just be a coincidence.

That was true. It had been almost a hundred years. Who would still remember the agreement?

Bruce let out a sigh of relief and shook his head with a smile. He did not expect that there would be a follow-up.

"But the strange thing is, the one selling the things is Marquis Alucard's son. He seems to be only nine years old this year."

"Nine years old? He's the same age as the young lady. Could it be that he's secretly selling things?"

"Haha, how is that possible? This is an ancient item from the Third Era, it can be used as a family heirloom, right?"

"The report said that Marquis Alucard had instructed his son, Roya, to do it on behalf of the Alucard. According to the information, this young marquis doesn't seem to have any extraordinary abilities. Maybe he wants to deepen his relationship with the local branches so that he can develop a business partnership in the future. "

"It's possible. If he can't take the extraordinary path, he can only govern the territory."

Everyone was discussing the matter of selling the main Alucard family, but Bruce, who was sitting at the main seat, did not say anything again.

Marquis Alucard had sent his son to sell the lamp to the Sorofia. In other people's eyes, this wasn't a big deal, but in Bruce's eyes, it was a deep meaning. It was better to say that it was a clear reminder.

The other party remembered the agreement and was using this method to urge him to fulfill it. He was even willing to give him a family heirloom to keep his life.

Bruce didn't know where the other party had found out about his situation, nor did he know how he had revealed his identity as the buyer. A hundred years had passed in a hurry, and the Alucard family seemed to have become more and more mysterious.

"Is this fate?"

Bruce muttered to himself as he read out his daughter's name.

"Charlotte."