"Roy, I brought the sap of life specially this time, take it."

Roy wanted to refuse. This thing was much more expensive than the life potion.

"I haven't even drank yesterday's life potion yet."

Claire waved her hand casually:

"That one is of no use. The healing effect of the tree of life sap is really good. When I got home yesterday, my grandmother gave it to me. Take it! I got it for free and it's not worth much."

"..."

The school bell rang...

Instructor Abbott Nora walked over from the direction of the teaching building. She was still wearing light leather armor, carrying a bow and arrows on her back, and hanging a quiver and sword on her waist. Her long hair was flowing, and she looked heroic.

This guy Steve hurried to the training ground just before the bell ended.

There were no scars on his face, nor was he lame when running. It was obvious that the injuries on his body had healed.

But when he looked at Roy and Claire, the anger in his eyes almost burst out...

Claire felt a little guilty and turned to look at Roy.

Seeing Roy glaring back at Steve rudely, I felt a little more confident.

In the martial arts training class, he still practiced the dismantling movements he learned yesterday. This time Roy was able to barely complete a set of movements, but he was still unable to connect them coherently.

This made Instructor Abbott Nora, who originally wanted to have a talk with Roy, stop and plan to observe again.

Although the qualifications are very poor, the victory lies in hard work...

…

After school ended at noon, Roy and Claire rushed to the narrow alley on the west side of the college.

Seeing that Steve and his group of friends hadn't arrived yet, Claire felt a little guilty and wanted to back out, so she said to Roy:

"Roy, why don't we leave, they didn't come..."

At this time, Roy stood in front of Claire with a serious face and began to slow down his breathing.

When a ball of light lit up in his hand, Claire was so surprised that he was speechless. He stared at the soft ball of light and saw Roy drawing runes one by one in front of him...

His movements were a bit jerky, and he finally drew half of the divine pattern. Because the holy light could not be applied in time at the turning point in the middle, the half-completed divine pattern was like holding a handful of fine sand in the palm of his hand, all following his fingers.

The seams flowed down...

Roy sighed:

"It seems that it still doesn't work. With my current ability, I can only use it three times. No matter whether it works or not, I have to try again..."

After saying that, a ball of holy light lit up in Roy's hand again. Because he failed the first time, he was more focused this time.

Perhaps because of the urgency of the situation, Roy's concentration was particularly high.

After drawing to the end in one go, Roy was a little surprised that the divine pattern was successfully drawn all at once.

The prayer was a bit stumbling...

But when the last prayer was uttered, the divine pattern in front of Roy did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into a fist full of sacred aura and instantly integrated into Claire's body.

"What is this?" Claire asked in surprise.

"How about the blessing of strength? Are you full of strength?" Roy asked expectantly.

"It feels okay. Is this magic?"

Roy quickly corrected: "It's a magical skill. I just learned it. I haven't succeeded before. I'm lucky this time... Oh, I have another chance!"
Chapter completed!