Chapter 547 How did you do it?
Leni had already inquired in advance on the ship. Among the professionals who came to the north on this trip, there were twelve light magicians and herself.
There is even a third-level potion master among them, and she is the only first-level potion master.
Even though she has the lowest professional level, she can only prepare weak potions...
This will undoubtedly put her in a very embarrassing situation.
Because strictly speaking, she, a first-level potion master, can only be counted as making up the numbers and is unqualified.
In this case, what kind of treatment will the tribal leader here provide her?
It should be a no-brainer for me to eat the No. 2 northwest barley variety tonight.
This barley is so miraculous, it must be extremely precious and scarce in the north.
She "knew" in her heart that it was because they were new guests and the Zhenbing tribe wanted to leave a good impression on them, so they brought out such good things to entertain them.
In the future, only those third-level professionals will be able to eat such good food.
And she, as the lowest existence among the hundreds of professionals, will definitely not be able to take the wheel.
But Leni quickly shook her head and put aside these unrealistic expectations.
She was mentally prepared when she boarded the cargo ship bound for the North.
As long as I can rely on my not-too-laudable craftsmanship to make ends meet in the North, and no longer have to worry about my life every day like I did in the City of Black Sails, I will be extremely lucky.
After finishing all the things, Leni looked around, nodded with satisfaction, clenched her fists and encouraged herself in a low voice:
"Leni, don't think too much, just live a good life here from now on!"
A rhythmic knock on the door sounded.
This sound is different from the ordinary knocking on the door.
Because the building doors in the camp are not made of wood, but a mixture of stone and animal bones. They are hard and durable, and will make a dull but clear echo when knocked.
Leni Jingteng's heart tightened subconsciously.
This was a habit developed in the City of Black Sails, but she soon relaxed.
It is already the third day since we came here, and every night the warden named Claude would come to visit them one by one at this point.
The first day was to ask them if they had any needs in life, and patiently gave her a brief introduction to Phoenix.
The second night was to collect and ask for their basic personal information.
Must you be here tonight to confirm follow-up work arrangements?
Leni adjusted her robe and smoothed her hair in front of her forehead to make sure she looked decent.
The robe she wore was actually a bit thin, but she was a mage and relied on [Endure the Environment] to resist the cold.
Leni walked quickly to the door and opened it.
Then, she froze.
Because this time the person standing at the door was not Claude alone, but three people.
The one on the far left is the Claude she is familiar with.
It's just that today his face is a little less gentle and a little more solemn, and his posture is taller than usual, and he even lowers his head slightly, as if to highlight the identity of the people around him.
The two people beside Claude were the two people she had never seen in the camp.
A man and a woman, both extremely young, looking no more than twenty years old, but exuding a calm aura that belies their age.
The male mage wore an exquisite outfit of blue, white and black. He was tall and tall, but not as burly as the northerners, more like the human race from the outside world.
That female mage has a completely different temperament.
She is tall, wearing a snow-white robe, her skin is as white as the ice and snow in the north, but her facial features are so delicate that they cannot even compare with the noble ladies from the outside world.
Especially those eyes, with a cold light, as if they can see through people's hearts. They stand there with a noble aura, beautiful but with a strong sense of distance, which makes people dare not approach easily.
What shocked Leni even more was that Claude was actually half a body behind the two of them.
She knew very well what this subtle movement meant.
“Leni, these two are my King Gothe and War Mother Sunaifa.” Claude spoke first, his voice a little more solemn than usual.
After he nodded to Leni, he turned to the two people and introduced respectfully:
"My king, War Mother, this is Leni Jingteng."
King and War Mother of the Zhenbing Tribe?
These two titles exploded in Leni Jingteng's mind like thunder.
The two people with the highest status in this territory and who controlled all the power came to visit in person without any warning, leaving her at a loss for a moment.
She subconsciously took half a step back, leaned forward slightly, and twisted her hands together nervously, not knowing what kind of etiquette she should perform.
When she was in Carmond City, she only saw the city lord from a distance once. At that time, the civilians bowed down and saluted; in the City of Black Sails, there was no "etiquette" at all.
This is the usual reaction of lower-class civilians after seeing a "big shot".
Although he is only a "big shot" in the north, although a first-level potion master cannot be regarded as a low-level commoner in the usual sense.
While Leni Jingteng fell into a sluggish state because of his visit, Gothe was also sizing up the other party.
Looking at the potion master who came all the way from Phoenix to see him immediately after he and Sunaifa read the information.
Leni Jingteng is even more inconspicuous than described in the information.
She was less than 1.6 meters tall. Standing at the door, her figure was as thin as a piece of paper.
He has light brown hair tied back casually with a cloth band. His face is a typical baby face, with low cheekbones, a soft jaw line, a small nose, and thin lips, which are pressed into a straight line due to nervousness.
Her light brown eyes were like the common pebbles on the edge of the fields in the countryside. She was staring at the ground in panic at the moment, not daring to look at Gothe. She looked very young, maybe only about twenty years old, but Gothe knew that her actual age was actually already twenty-five.
The information states Leni's actual age, but her too thin figure, childish baby face, and unshakable country spirit all make her appear several years younger than her actual age.
And this kind of "immatureness" is incompatible with her status as a "first-level mage".
Because as long as he is an official mage, he is somewhat arrogant, but there is only a lingering reserve in Laini.
However, Gao De was not surprised because he knew the other party's origin and experience.
In fact, through Leni Jingteng’s surname, we can roughly determine her origin.
Only civilians, and the poorest civilians in the countryside, would use plants and minerals commonly found in the fields as surnames.
Like "Wheat", "Graystone" and "Bramble", they are all typical surnames of rural civilians.
·Nobles would never define their family in such "cheap" terms.
"Pharmacist Leni, won't you invite us to come in and sit down?" Gothe was the first to break the silence, speaking in a gentle tone, fearing to aggravate her nervousness.
Leni suddenly woke up from a dream, raised her head suddenly, her light brown eyes were full of panic, and quickly stepped aside to get out of the passage, "Your Highness, War Mother, please come in, please come in - the room is a bit small, I'm afraid I'm neglecting you two -"
Halfway through her words, she suddenly got stuck, and her cheeks instantly turned red:
This house was a temporary residence assigned by the North, and it was not her own. By saying "the room is small," wasn't it an allusion to the North's poor hospitality?
Leni, who felt that she had said the wrong thing but didn't know how to save it for the moment, stood there blankly, her face flushed with love.
She stood there, looking at the corner of her clothes helplessly, her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.
Gaode saw the other party's nervousness, walked into the room very naturally, and asked as usual in the Lao family:
"Don't be nervous, it's already the third day in the North."
Leni nodded stiffly, "Yes... this is the third day."
"How are you, are you satisfied with the life here? Is there anything we need?" Gaud·Typical Leader Inspection Quotations·jpg.
"Very satisfied...There is nothing needed, it's good as it is."
Hich In fact, Claude had asked her these questions on the first night.
So now, even though Leni's head is still in a rock state, she still reproduces the answer from the day before yesterday as if it were muscle memory.
Walking into the room, Gothe looked around the room and found that there was only one chair in the whole room, and there were four of them now.
Obviously, it is not good for anyone to sit down.
"Claude, we need to buy more furniture for everyone. They always have to entertain guests in the room." He turned to Claude and said something to him, and naturally chose to stand and talk.
"Yes, my king." Claude responded immediately.
Sunaifa looked at Leni and interjected at this time, with the same calm tone: "Currently, the temporary accommodation arranged for you is a bit rough. When the work arrangements are confirmed later, I will change you to a better place as soon as possible, don't worry."
"Huh?!" Leni Jingteng responded blankly before she could react.
In fact, she still doesn’t quite understand what Gothe and Sunaifa are doing.
If you want to care about the new talents, you should also meet those third-level potion masters and alchemists. Why did you find her, the most inconspicuous first-level potion master?
No matter how close the two leaders are, they won’t be so idle, right?
And isn’t it said that the people in the north are very repulsive to outsiders?
Why do these two people in front of me not only look like noble ladies and gentlemen from the outside world, but they are also extremely approachable...:
Gothe doesn’t know what Leni is thinking.
However, the existence of [Sense Emotion+] made him understand that from the time he and Sunaifa appeared until now, the other party's tension has not disappeared even a little bit.
Although he tried his best to make the other party relax a little through the usual Lao family care, it obviously didn't work.
So he simply stopped making these preparations and directly stated his intention.
"Sunaifa and I are here today. Firstly, we welcome talents like you on behalf of Phoenix and get to know everyone's living conditions. Secondly, we come here specially to meet you, Medicine Master Leni."
Her voice changed its tone.
The dignified king of the tribe would definitely not joke with her.
But why?
She is just a mage who was lucky enough to be promoted to the first level. She can only make weak potions that are "unsuitable for the market." She has neither the strength of a high-level mage nor the skills of a high-level professional. How can He De let them go all the way?
Gothe nodded, took out a piece of parchment from his arms, and handed it to the other party.
It is Leni's details.
"I have read your information. You were born in the Acorn Village southwest of Camond City in the Principality of Farore. You are the daughter of an ordinary farmer in the village, right?"
Leni nodded subconsciously, "Yes, Your Highness."
"In a small place like Acorn Village, there are only a few mage apprentices in the whole village, but you can come out of there and become a first-level mage. It's amazing." Gaode said with affirmation.
Leni's head dropped lower.
Gaode changed the topic and mentioned her later experience, "After your father died unexpectedly, you left Acorn Village and went to Camond City.
While you were in Camond City, you launched a low-priced weak healing potion, which captured a large number of civilian markets in Camond City and made a lot of money. "
"It was also during that time that your mage level improved by leaps and bounds, from a second-class apprentice to a first-level mage, right?"
Leni nodded mechanically.
"But since you arrived in the City of Black Sails, there has been no market for your weak magic potions, you can't make money, and you can't obtain training resources. The mage level has been stuck at the early stage of the first level, and has never progressed."
Hearing Gothe's question, Leni lowered her head and said in an extremely humble manner: "Your Highness, you guessed it right. My talent as a mage is very average. I was able to advance to the first level quickly because I earned money from selling weak potions to buy "energy-concentrating potions" and "spiritual grass juice." The final breakthrough was all due to luck. "
"I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect that I succeeded."
At this point, she seemed to have made up her mind and simply laid out all her "truck cards": "Furthermore, my talent in the field of potions is also average, and can even be said to be extremely poor...:::.I can't prepare it at all. Potions with standard potions prepared by potion masters of the same level.::::
"Those weak potions are actually defective products that I was forced to make because I couldn't make genuine potions."
Leni deliberately emphasized the word "defective product", as if she was lowering Gaode's expectations in advance.
She is very aware of her own weight, and it is better to take the initiative to be honest now than to be found out later.
Her expectations for the North were not high anyway: it was enough to have a place to live, food to eat, and no longer having to worry about being hunted.
As for whether she could be valued and receive better treatment, she didn't dare to think about it.
Gothe listened quietly without speaking. Sunaifa stood aside, his cold eyes falling on Leni's tense face, thoughtfully.
Just when Leni was thinking wildly and worried about how the two of them would react after she confessed, Gothe suddenly asked: "How did you do it?"
Leni didn’t realize what Gothe was asking for a moment. Her light brown eyes were full of confusion, and she didn’t know what to answer.
Gothe saw that Leni was silent and immediately realized that his question was too general.
He smiled, slowed down his speech, and said:
"I mean, when you were a second-class mage apprentice in Carmond City, how could you prepare so many weak potions on your own?"