Chapter 5 Arrogant Sister and Strength Medicine

With a flick of his fingertip, a strong force pushed Marcus back a few steps. With a straight face, he said seriously, "Is this the strongest move you can use now? Can't you hurt me at all? Are you worried that you will accidentally kill me?"

"Isn't it because you are too strong?" Marcus complained in his heart, but he pretended to be respectful and said, "If there is anything wrong with me, please teach me!"

"Force."

"Your talent is not bad. You can quickly grasp the skills of the moves. But if a knight wants to kill someone with his sword, the skills and strength are equally important. The strong can cut off steel even with a wooden sword. The weak can only kill ants even with divine weapons."

Marcus realized that he was a weak man.

By the way, even if they were equipped with powerful weapons, they could only kill nobodies?

Mr. Marcus, can you stop being so direct? He should at least show some respect to her students.

However, to be able to improve his swordsmanship, it didn't matter if he was proud or not!

"I see!" Marcus became more and more respectful. "Please teach me!"

"There's nothing to teach you about strength." Tristan said: "If you want to increase your strength, you have to increase the amount of practice and practice hard. Of course, you can also buy the strength medicine refined by the mage."

"But this kind of drug is very expensive. The price of a small bottle is almost equal to twenty bottles of rum. Anyway, I don't want to buy it. Moreover, in our small town, this drug is very priceless. As you know, the mage is very rare. Mage, who is proficient in alchemy, is even rarer."

Speaking of this, there was a little sadness in his eyes.

Tristan knew that he had the talent of mage, but he was born in a civilian family, so he didn't have the access to Mage School. When he was qualified, he missed the age of admission.

God made him suffer!

"I need to get the strength medicine as soon as possible. By the way, my arrogant little sister is a mage apprentice. Maybe I can get the goods from her." Marcus stood there and thought for a long time without saying anything.

"If you don't have anything else to do, you can leave now. I'm going to drink and enjoy the night."

Marcus had nothing else to do because just now, he had copied the double talent of Tristan!

In her mind, the system interface opened:

"Host: Marcus."

"Host talent: medium stage of knight talent, medium stage of mage talent."

He had dual talents!

Marcus also got it!

Unfortunately, the combined talent of the two middle-level knight talents did not make him directly reach the level of senior knight talent.

It must be a little pity.

"Sorry to bother you. Please excuse me."

After saying that respectfully, Marcus retreated obediently.

"Next time, remember to bring me a few bottles of rum. It's not a good habit to come here empty-handed." Tristan added.

"I understand."

Marcus left the courtyard.

He had gained a lot today, and Tristan's guidance was also very important.

Marcus's next goal was to get as much strength medicine as possible. Only by quickly gaining strong strength could he match his current talent and make his knight level truly make rapid progress!

As for the strength drug... What Tristan said was right. They couldn't buy it in this small town, and even if they could sell it, Marcus couldn't afford it with his pocket money.

"But now I have a good talent for extracting medicine!" Walking down the mountain, Marcus murmured to himself, "I can learn from myself. As long as I get the relevant information, everything will be fine!"

And this breakthrough is his sister, Alice!

Alice was one of the few students in the town who had the talent of mage. She was the top student who was qualified to send Aden City to the senior mage school, which was the main face of their family!

Besides, she has been suspended from school these days and happens to be at home!

She must have the mage alchemy textbook about the refining of power potions!

Thinking of this, Marcus bought some horse's hooves cakes in the night market in the small town with his pocket money and hurried home.

As the father of baron, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room and reading the newspaper. He took a look at his useless son who rushed in and questioned, "You brat, why do you come home so late today? Where did you go to fool around again?"

Marcus ignored him and went straight to the second floor. He knocked on the bedroom door that Alice closed tightly:

"Sister! Sister! Brother is back from school! I bought your favorite cake!"

The door was not opened, and a beautiful girl's voice was heard through the door:

"Don't flatter me. What's wrong with you, loser?"

"Loser?"

"Humph! Little sister, don't you know that your brother has become a genius now? If you keep calling me like that, I'll slap you in the face."

Marcus's heart was crooked. He said, "Sister, what bad thoughts can brother have? I just did it for your good!"

The door was opened with a bang.

Alice, who was wearing pajamas, looked pretty and attractive. Her long silver hair gave off a charming fragrance.

Unfortunately, this girl had never been a gentle person. She even looked down upon her brother who was good for nothing. She grabbed the horseshoe cake in Marcus's hand and slammed the bedroom door again. She didn't speak anything with Marcus.

Marcus was taken aback. "Well, sister, I have one more thing to ask you. Can I borrow the medicine textbook of your mage academy?"

"Well, I know you have ulterior motives. Here you are for the sake of the cake!" The bedroom door opened a crack and a book was handed out.

Marcus hurriedly took it and opened the list. Fortunately, there was a chapter about the refining of strength medicine.

Alice's questioning voice came from the door, "But brother, you are the knight. Why do you borrow my medicine textbook?"

Marcus looked at the page and replied casually, "I plan to refine my own strength medicine for me."

"Just you? You think too simply about the alchemy skill, don't you? Let me tell you clearly, even as a first-class student if I want to refine the lowest grade strength medicine, I need the help of my master!"

"It's okay. I'm confident."

His arrogant sister didn't talk much with Marcus. She just said coldly

"Humph!"

As expected, he was despised by his sister every day!

Marcus didn't care about it at all. He went downstairs while reading the magic textbook and calculating the price of the materials needed.

Their father, Orne, was still concentrating on reading the newspaper. Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed his broad shoulder, which startled him.

The old father turned his head and saw the flattering smile on his son's face. "You brat, what are you doing?"

Marcus smiled and said, "Father, please give me 17 gold coins!"

It was exactly like the way he fawned on his mother in his previous life when he massaged her shoulders and asked for money!