Miracle Medicine

  Du Fan let out a slight sigh, rubbed his neck which was a bit sore from maintaining the same posture for a long time, and then sat up straight. He looked like a standard god stick with his eyes closed, nose raised, and heart focused. Then he reached out to ring the copper bell on the edge of his seat.

  A moment later, a man with hair that was already somewhat white, but still robust in build, pushed open the large door behind the sanctuary and walked slowly in. He wore a clean suit of clothes; although his waist was slightly bent, it was not difficult to see that he must have been a tall and majestic figure in his youth.

  This man was an old servant of the Dufan family, and it is said that he had been serving Duke Oldgreen, Dufan's father, since very early on. However, after Dufan became a god six years ago, this old servant has been serving Dufan instead.

  But Du Fan wasn't a second-generation ancestor whose brain had been kicked by a pig, and from the very beginning, he understood that this old servant who served him was probably his best talisman in this world.

  It's a fact that, although he can't cultivate internal energy or magic, he is still the third young master of the Green family. No matter how disappointed his father is in him, he definitely won't let him be in any danger. Therefore, the person arranged to protect him must be extraordinary.

  So, Du Fan has always been very good to this old servant of his... nonsense... do you dare to be bad to your bodyguard? Are you not afraid that when something happens, he might "accidentally" make a mistake?

  Seeing the old servant walk in, Du Fan nodded slightly and said: "Grandfather Mark, you're here? Didn't I tell you before that if you have something to do, just come straight in and wait for me inside? No need to stand outside every time."

  Old Mark slightly furrowed his brow, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face: "Third Young Master, the country has its laws, the family has its rules. The sacred regulations set by this Holy See are unchangeable for anyone. So, even if you ask me, Third Young Master, I, Old Mark, dare not enter this place casually. If it weren't for the 'guest bell' ringing just now, I wouldn't have dared to come in."

  As he spoke, Old Mark pointed to a small copper bell on Du Fan's side.

  Du Fan smiled faintly and said, "Alright... Grandpa Mark, we're not outsiders, so there's no need to be so formal all the time. Why don't you tell me what's going on today? I hope it's not my mother asking me to attend another banquet again?"

  Old Mark nodded and said, "Indeed it is. The duchess has arranged for you to attend tonight's royal banquet. If you have nothing else to do now, why not go home and make some preparations? After all, in any case, tonight will be a rare grand occasion."

  Du Fan shook his head, with a somewhat strange expression on his face, and said: "Grandfather Mark, haven't these grand banquets always been the domain of my elder brothers? When did it become my turn?"

  Old Mark smiled and said, "Third Master, have you forgotten? The eldest master and the second master have already gone out to travel, now even if you don't want to, Third Master, you will have to go too."

  Du Fan nodded his head in thought for a moment, and said: "Alright then, I'll reluctantly attend tonight's banquet. However, Uncle Mark, you also know that I have many things to do at the Holy Temple. Why don't we do it this way... Tonight, can you help me bring some clothes and whatnot, and wait for me by the back door of the temple? I think going to the Imperial Palace from there should be much faster."

  Old Mark's face revealed a few strange smiles, but he still nodded and said: "The back door, indeed, going from there to the imperial palace will be much closer. So tonight, I'll wait for Third Young Master there."

  Du Fan nodded and said: "Alright then, see you tonight."

  Old Mark nodded slightly and slowly backed out, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly raised his head and said: "I forgot to remind you, Third Young Master, tonight the imperial family is said to be giving away that batch of Mirak medicine as a gift, but who it will be given to is unknown. Many families have already made preparations to get their hands on this thing, shouldn't you also make some preparations, Third Young Master?"

  Du Fan was taken aback and almost jumped up, he who usually remained calm.

  The reason is simple: this Mirak drug is just too important for Dufan.

  In this world, strength is everything. However, not just anyone can practice aura or magic. Those who are determined to be unable to practice aura and magic by the age of ten will basically spend their lives in mediocrity.

  But in this world, there are often exceptions, and some things can make the impossible possible.

  For example, this Milac drug is something that can make the impossible possible.

  To put it bluntly, the effect of this Mirak medicine is to change a person's physique that is not suitable for practicing internal energy and magic into one that can practice internal energy and magic.

  Of course, for those who originally had a perfect physique, this was of no use at all. But for someone like Du Fan, the Milak medicine was nothing short of a savior, something that could change his fate!

  However, refining this thing is extremely difficult. Apart from the difficulty of obtaining the required materials, it also requires a level 8 or higher alchemist to take action in order to possibly complete it.

  It is well-known that among 100,000 people, it's not necessarily possible to find a magician, and among 100,000 magicians, it's even more unlikely to find an alchemist, let alone one above level eight.

  So, it's no wonder that this Miracl drug is so valuable.

  After learning that Du Fan didn't have the talent for practicing internal energy and magic, Duke Green also thought about using Miraculous Medicine, but first, there wasn't much of it on the entire Roland continent to begin with, and secondly, even if someone had some, they might not be willing to part with it, so in the end, nothing came of this matter.

  But this time, the imperial family of the Kingdom of Gavant is acting strangely and is actually planning to "give away" the Miraculous Medicine?

  To know that the Gawen Empire has continued for hundreds of years, there are many large families within the empire, and among these families, people like Dufan are absolutely not few. Now the royal family throws out this Mirak medicine, it's simply throwing a piece of meat into a group of hungry wolves.

  After the excitement, Du Fan quickly calmed down. He still had a few points of self-awareness. Currently, his two older brothers were traveling, and Duke Old Green was leading the army outside due to the war. The only people in the imperial capital who could speak for the Green family, apart from himself, were his mother and the lady of the house.

  But in this case, her mother, who had always liked quietness, would probably not participate. In other words, if she wanted to get the Mirak medicine, the only person she could rely on was herself.

  Thinking of this, Du Fan couldn't help but feel a headache, but he made up his mind that tonight, no matter what tricks or deception he had to use, he would definitely get his hands on the Mirak medicine. After all, if there was an opportunity for greatness, who would be willing to spend their whole life being ordinary?

  Taking a deep breath, Du Fan looked at Old Mark and said: "Grandpa Mark, I understand. I'll definitely work hard tonight. But if possible, can you help me investigate who else besides me is eager to get the Mirak medicine? And what's with the royal family this time, why did they throw out such a thing?"

  Lao Ma Ke gazed at Du Fan's calm face, nodded slightly, and lowered his head. A glimmer of sharpness flashed in his turbid eyes, which was not the usual Three Young Master he was familiar with. Just this composure alone was something that people of the same age couldn't achieve. Originally, Lao Ma Ke thought that his Three Young Master would be excited to the point of being speechless upon hearing this matter.

  It seems that after six years, I still haven't seen through this Third Master.

  Old Mark sighed slightly in his heart and said respectfully: "As you wish, as you wish, my dear young master Du Fan."

  As he spoke, Old Mark retreated a few more steps and slipped silently out of the room.

  Du Fan slowly stood up, rubbed his nose, chuckled and muttered to himself: "Miracle medicine...hmm...Miracle medicine..."

  The sunset is about to come down, and the whole church under the blood-red sunset looks extremely solemn.

  Du Fan walked slowly with his hands clasped together on one side of the square, he had just come out of the holy temple, and for the whole day, apart from listening to the confessions of a few clandestine love affairs between priests and nuns, as well as the stories of several noblewomen who had eloped, he hadn't done much else.

  But after listening to those more violent imperial secrets than yellow, he had to hold back his laughter and say something like "God will forgive you" in the most sacred tone, after all, this was his daily work content.

  Because of this job, Du Fan almost knew all the gossip in the empire, such as how many green hats the Minister of Finance had, and that the Minister of Military Affairs was actually the old emperor's illegitimate son...

  Although these things were useless before, Du Fan couldn't help but start thinking about whether to use them to threaten the old emperor and get him to send Mirak's medicine to himself...

  However, I'm probably going to end up as a corpse before I can even finish threatening you.

  He let out a wry smile, took a deep breath, and Du Fan stretched out his hand to tap his fingers on his robe several times before slowly walking towards the corner of the square.