The Black Knight, who had traveled a great distance, leaped from his warhorse. He swiftly drew his ferocious giant sword from behind, the indifferent eyes beneath his helmet flowing with strands of chilly light. With his voice gravelly and gloomy, he raised his sword, pointing it at the demon hunter, declaring: "Enough talk, today, it's either your demise or mine!"
The demon hunter erupted into uproarious laughter, his face filled with mockery, "Hahaha! Just with you? Decades ago, you were no match for me, and it remains the same now. Have you pursued me over such a great distance just to die by my blade? If so, then I am more than willing to oblige!"
In an instant, he unsheathed the demon hunting long blade from his waist, flames erupting along the blade immediately. The gale howled, fluttering his long robe, the smile on his face was cruel and icy.
"Who will win the prize is still uncertain!"
The Black Knight's gaze was shimmering.
Clack—
He slightly moved his fingers, opening the wooden stopper of the potion in his hand. He emptied the potion in one gulp. Then, he forcefully smashed the bottle on the ground.
"Come!" His eyes squinting, he assumed his stance.
"Potion?" The demon hunter's lips curled into a light smile, saying: "Useless, Black Knight, no matter how many potions you take, a gap is a gap, you can't possibly be my match. But, I still am more than willing to give you this chance…"
Ding—
The demon hunter was taken aback, subconsciously lifting his head, his gaze falling on his helmet. He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he seemed to have seen something flash inside his helmet. It seemed to have some unique sound effects…
Ding—
It flashed again?!
The demon hunter's expression became doubtful, he squinted his eyes and said: "It seems, you have prepared some very powerful hidden weapons to deal with me?"
The Black Knight rasped, "You think I am like you? The knights of hell disdain to use those things that can't stand the light!"
Ding Ding—
Black Knight: "…"
Demon Hunter: "???"
Both individuals clearly heard those two crisp 'ding' sounds.
The Black Knight clenched his fists, his eyes closed, the corners of his eyes twitching wildly.
"What is it?" The demon hunter was even more perplexed. "The inside of your helmet just lit up twice."
Grinding his teeth, the Black Knight spoke with closed eyes, "All you need to know is, it's not some kind of hidden weapon…"
Ding Ding Ding—
Black Knight: "…"
Demon Hunter: "???"
A breeze fluttered.
"Mana bomb?" The demon hunter became more suspicious.
"No!" The Black Knight, with closed eyes, clenched his fists, his temples veining.
"Holy Scroll?" The demon hunter grew increasingly suspicious of this fellow.
"No!" The Black Knight was grinding his teeth in fury.
"So, what is it?" The demon hunter's curiosity was fully piqued.
The howling wind fluttered around the Black Knight, his eyes closed, the corners of his eyes dancing crazily.
Click—
Finally, he removed his helmet, revealing a shining, polished forehead beneath.
Ding—
That smooth, round head fiercely flashed a bright light.
"Holy shit! Such a dazzling head! (ΩДΩ)!"
The Black Knight looked at his own hands in a furious manner, every muscle in his body bulging, he gritted his teeth and said: "This is a small price to pay to defeat you!"
Ding—
"Although I've gone bald, I've also become stronger!"
Ding Ding—
"In the words of that human child, my critical hits have been maxed out!"
"Ding Ding Ding—"
He abruptly lifted the giant sword in his hands, bald head forward, pointing at the demon hunter and roaring, dark power instantly enveloped him like flames. In a moment, he, like a prehistoric behemoth, charged furiously towards the demon hunter.
"And today will be the day you die!"
He roared, leaping a hundred meters, the giant sword in his hands swiftly descended upon the demon hunter's position like a mountain pressing down.
Demon Hunter"(ΩДΩ)!!"
…
An hour later.
Wandering Soul Lane。
"Knock-knock-knock——"
There was another knock at the door from outside.
"Welcome!" Lynne immediately showed a professional smile, looking up at the customer at the door. However, upon seeing the figure at the door, he was taken aback. Because it was someone he knew.
[Okarlos, Demon Hunter(Seriously Injured)]
[Race: Human]
[Level: ???]
[Combat Ability: On the verge of death]
The demon hunter, clutching his bloody chest, with tears and rips all over his body, was panting heavily, leaning on the doorpost, his fingers still dripping with blood.
"Holy shit, it's only been a day, how did you get so seriously injured again?!" Lynne looked astounded.
"Save your breath." The demon hunter, biting his teeth and pressing hard on his chest, said: "Quickly treat me! The quicker the better! I can pay you double!"
[Ding! You have triggered a task: Treat the Demon Hunter's wounds. Task Reward: Skull Coin+200, Experience+300, Demon Hunter's Favorability+20]
Lynne, with wide eyes, immediately went to the door, helped the demon hunter in, and made him sit down.
"You are seriously injured!"
The demon hunter took off his hat with difficulty, panting heavily, his eyes revealing strands of anger and frustration.
"I encountered an enemy. He was never my match before, but today I don't know what kind of evil potion he took, he suddenly became extraordinarily fierce! Every strike was a critical hit! Damn it!"
He swore, his chest heaving heavily, and he struck the counter in frustration.
Lynne: "???"
If he hadn't run fast, he might have really fallen into that guy's hands today. He rubbed his bloodshot, dry eyes with difficulty. Especially that fiercely flashing bald head. Every time he concentrated his energy to launch an attack, that shining forehead would flash fiercely at him. It not only severely disrupted his attention, but it was also blindingly bright! That guy. He must have enchanted his forehead with some holy attribute!
"That damned baldy! (艹皿艹) It must have been due to some blasted potion he took! If I find out who gave him that damned concoction, I'll grind them to a pulp!!"
He slapped the counter in fury, his movements agitating his wounds, causing him to wince and suck in a breath of cold air.
Lynne: "…"
Could it be... Is he referring to me? Did that black knight buy the potion from me to deal with this demon hunter? How did it suddenly feel like things had taken a dangerous turn?!
Lynne, eyes wide, said: "Please wait here for a moment; I'll go to the backyard to get you a more effective healing potion."
"Make it quick!"
The demon hunter was now full of rage, and extremely irritable.
Lynne exhaled and immediately lifted the curtain to head towards the backyard. However, it seemed the demon hunter hadn't suspected him. After all, how could such a small, inconspicuous potion shop in a nowhere place have such a powerful potion?
It's best if he doesn't find out! Otherwise, I'd have to make a quick escape!
…
The Hall.
The demon hunter sat before the counter, grimacing as he massaged his bruises. He casually grabbed a few recovery potions left by Lynne on the counter, gulping them down, feeling much relieved afterward. He glanced around. But in that instant, his gaze was abruptly drawn to an empty bottle in the corner of the counter.
Hum—
Instantly, his expression froze on the spot.
"This is…"
He reached out to grab the empty bottle, and images flooded his mind, images of the bottle of potion that damned baldy had taken an hour ago during their battle.
It… it's identical! Could it be...
His expression became stagnant. And at the next moment, Lynne, with a cheerful smile, came out from the backyard holding several high-grade recovery potions.
"Sir, one bottle for 200 skull coins, no surgery needed. After taking it, it's guaranteed to make you feel invigorated, hehe—"
Bang—
A bullet whizzed past, grazing Lynne's ear.
Lynne: "???!"
The demon hunter stepped forward instantly, grabbing Lynne by the collar, his teeth clenched: "Crafty boy, you played innocent pretty well! I never would've thought, you provided the potion to that baldy?!"
Lynne, with a bewildered face, said: "What potion? I don't understand?"
The demon hunter instantly exploded with anger, saying: "You still play dumb?! I saw that baldy taking a potion before our duel, and the bottle of that potion is identical to the one on your table!!"
Lynneヾ(ﾟдﾟ)ﾉ.
Lynne cleared his throat, realizing that his secret was out, he stopped pretending, and curiously asked: "The baldy you mentioned... is he a black knight riding a war horse?"
The demon hunter, gripping his collar(〝▼皿▼), said: "What do you think?!"
Lynne closed his eyes, very calm, a smile appearing on his face, saying: "I see. A few hours ago, that customer did come to my shop and purchased a batch of potions, spending a hefty sum! He contributed quite a lot to my small shop's revenue! Hehe—"
Polite yet earnest. He completely regarded himself as an outsider.
The demon hunter ground his teeth, his eyes flickering, saying: "What potion did you give him?"
Seeing a sales opportunity, a professional smile instantly appeared on Lynne's face, saying: "Our store's newest product, the Critical Strike Potion! It can greatly enhance your combat abilities! Good quality and reasonable price, absolutely the essential choice for getting the upper hand! Trust me! You can't buy this outside!"
Lynne adjusted his monocle, his expression serious.
The demon hunter, with a sinister voice, said: "You actually assist a creature of darkness against your own kind?!"
Lynne decisively extended his hand, speaking earnestly: "Please do not make subjective assumptions, sir. First, I didn't know about your relationship; second, he came here seeking potent potions and was very generous, I had no reason to turn him away."
"Third." Lynne, with his eyes closed, raised three fingers. "My shop is open to all friendly customers. If he can buy this potion to deal with you, similarly, you can also buy this potion from me to deal with him!"
Lynne looked seriously at the demon hunter in front of him, his gaze sincere and moving. "Out of kinship, I can even give you a 20% discount!"
"..."
"..."
A moment of silence.
The demon hunter narrowed his eyes and said, "How much?"
Lynne earnestly raised two fingers, "2000 skull coins per unit! But considering you're my kind and a regular customer, I can give you a 20% discount, selling it to you for 1600 coins per bottle, practically a bankruptcy price!"
The demon hunter's eyes flickered, and after pondering for a while, he hesitated: "Or I could kill you now, rob your shop, that's also an option..."
Lynne closed his eyes, shaking his head: "Sir, we are of the same kind! We depend on parents at home, and on our kinsmen outside. Our relationship is not just as parents, it's more than that. It's the emotion flowing in the blood! And besides, I even gave you a discount..." Lynne was sorrowful.
The demon hunter's whole body was covered in goosebumps. He realized that in just one day, this kid's ability to disgust people had seen a massive increase.
"Enough with the nonsense!" The demon hunter clenched his teeth, massaging his temples, "However much that baldy bought, give me the same! Money is not an issue!"
"Alright!" Lynne was instantly overjoyed.
…
Ten minutes later.
[Ding! You have completed the task: Treat the Demon Hunter's wounds, and you receive rewards: Skull Coin +200, Experience +300, Demon Hunter Favorability +20]
"It's already prepared!"
Accompanying the system prompt, Lynne, with a smile on his face, placed the freshly made 10 bottles of Critical Strike Potion on the counter.
"Ten potions in total are 16,000 coins, or 16 black skull coins, plus six regular recovery potions for 300 coins, and two superior recovery potions for 600 coins, making a total of 16,900 coins. I'll round it to 17,000 coins for you. Thank you for your patronage!"
Lynne bowed deeply at ninety degrees.
The demon hunter, clenching his teeth, rustled through his money bag, pulling out money. He didn't know why he just always felt that this guy was trying to scam him cleverly.
After paying the money, he looked doubtfully at the potion in his hand and said: "If I drink this, will I really go bald?"
To be honest, he was somewhat reluctant. Because his glossy, black, and beautiful hair took many years to maintain.
Lynne earnestly said: "Going bald is a small matter, being strong is a lifetime matter. And it's just hair! If you lose it, you can come to my shop, and I can do a transplant for you!"
Lynne suddenly thought of a good industrial chain. Critical Strike Potion + hair transplant services = a continuous stream of money.
The demon hunter hesitated. But thinking about how he almost died at the hands of that black knight, who was far less powerful than himself, he felt choked up.
If going bald really could make one stronger, then it seemed it might not be an entirely unacceptable thing. Thinking of this, he popped the cork with a snap. And drained the potion in his hand.
Hum——
Instantly, red lights flickered all over his body. He was astonished, and then immediately felt an indescribable power surging through his body.
"This...this is..." He was astounded, breathing rapidly.
Boom, a loud noise.
Under that enormous power, his clothes burst open, exposing his explosive muscles. He could clearly feel the huge amplification in his body! It was unimaginable! At this moment, he finally realized the revolutionary level of this potion, and compared to going bald, it was absolutely worth it!
A breeze whooshed by.
Under Lynne's watchful eyes, his glossy, beautiful black hair was suddenly blown away by the wind.
Ding——
A ray of light immediately flashed from his shiny, bald forehead.
Lynne: "Pfft——"
But he held back and did not laugh out loud. Because he knew laughing would be death. But it was still hard to hold back. Because the one in front of him was obviously rounder and shinier than the previous one!
The demon hunter turned around, looking at his shiny bald head in the mirror, murmuring: "I'm bald... and also stronger?"
Ding——
A flash of light jutted from his forehead.
"..."
Looking at the demon hunter's stunned expression, Lynne patted his shoulder and consoled: "Sir, this is actually a good thing. Think about it, when you go out in the future, it's like you come with your own light source. This also saves you a considerable amount of lighting costs, doesn't it?"
It made sense what he said. But he didn't know why there was just an urge to get rid of this human kid.
…
The Black Knight, who had traveled a great distance, leaped from his warhorse. He swiftly drew his ferocious giant sword from behind, the indifferent eyes beneath his helmet flowing with strands of chilly light. With his voice gravelly and gloomy, he raised his sword, pointing it at the demon hunter, declaring: "Enough talk, today, it's either your demise or mine!"
The demon hunter erupted into uproarious laughter, his face filled with mockery, "Hahaha! Just with you? Decades ago, you were no match for me, and it remains the same now. Have you pursued me over such a great distance just to die by my blade? If so, then I am more than willing to oblige!"
In an instant, he unsheathed the demon hunting long blade from his waist, flames erupting along the blade immediately. The gale howled, fluttering his long robe, the smile on his face was cruel and icy.
"Who will win the prize is still uncertain!"
The Black Knight's gaze was shimmering.
Clack—
He slightly moved his fingers, opening the wooden stopper of the potion in his hand. He emptied the potion in one gulp. Then, he forcefully smashed the bottle on the ground.
"Come!" His eyes squinting, he assumed his stance.
"Potion?" The demon hunter's lips curled into a light smile, saying: "Useless, Black Knight, no matter how many potions you take, a gap is a gap, you can't possibly be my match. But, I still am more than willing to give you this chance…"
Ding—
The demon hunter was taken aback, subconsciously lifting his head, his gaze falling on his helmet. He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he seemed to have seen something flash inside his helmet. It seemed to have some unique sound effects…
Ding—
It flashed again?!
The demon hunter's expression became doubtful, he squinted his eyes and said: "It seems, you have prepared some very powerful hidden weapons to deal with me?"
The Black Knight rasped, "You think I am like you? The knights of hell disdain to use those things that can't stand the light!"
Ding Ding—
Black Knight: "…"
Demon Hunter: "???"
Both individuals clearly heard those two crisp 'ding' sounds.
The Black Knight clenched his fists, his eyes closed, the corners of his eyes twitching wildly.
"What is it?" The demon hunter was even more perplexed. "The inside of your helmet just lit up twice."
Grinding his teeth, the Black Knight spoke with closed eyes, "All you need to know is, it's not some kind of hidden weapon…"
Ding Ding Ding—
Black Knight: "…"
Demon Hunter: "???"
A breeze fluttered.
"Mana bomb?" The demon hunter became more suspicious.
"No!" The Black Knight, with closed eyes, clenched his fists, his temples veining.
"Holy Scroll?" The demon hunter grew increasingly suspicious of this fellow.
"No!" The Black Knight was grinding his teeth in fury.
"So, what is it?" The demon hunter's curiosity was fully piqued.
The howling wind fluttered around the Black Knight, his eyes closed, the corners of his eyes dancing crazily.
Click—
Finally, he removed his helmet, revealing a shining, polished forehead beneath.
Ding—
That smooth, round head fiercely flashed a bright light.
"Holy shit! Such a dazzling head! (ΩДΩ)!"
The Black Knight looked at his own hands in a furious manner, every muscle in his body bulging, he gritted his teeth and said: "This is a small price to pay to defeat you!"
Ding—
"Although I've gone bald, I've also become stronger!"
Ding Ding—
"In the words of that human child, my critical hits have been maxed out!"
"Ding Ding Ding—"
He abruptly lifted the giant sword in his hands, bald head forward, pointing at the demon hunter and roaring, dark power instantly enveloped him like flames. In a moment, he, like a prehistoric behemoth, charged furiously towards the demon hunter.
"And today will be the day you die!"
He roared, leaping a hundred meters, the giant sword in his hands swiftly descended upon the demon hunter's position like a mountain pressing down.
Demon Hunter"(ΩДΩ)!!"
…
An hour later.
Wandering Soul Lane。
"Knock-knock-knock——"
There was another knock at the door from outside.
"Welcome!" Lynne immediately showed a professional smile, looking up at the customer at the door. However, upon seeing the figure at the door, he was taken aback. Because it was someone he knew.
[Okarlos, Demon Hunter(Seriously Injured)]
[Race: Human]
[Level: ???]
[Combat Ability: On the verge of death]
The demon hunter, clutching his bloody chest, with tears and rips all over his body, was panting heavily, leaning on the doorpost, his fingers still dripping with blood.
"Holy shit, it's only been a day, how did you get so seriously injured again?!" Lynne looked astounded.
"Save your breath." The demon hunter, biting his teeth and pressing hard on his chest, said: "Quickly treat me! The quicker the better! I can pay you double!"
[Ding! You have triggered a task: Treat the Demon Hunter's wounds. Task Reward: Skull Coin+200, Experience+300, Demon Hunter's Favorability+20]
Lynne, with wide eyes, immediately went to the door, helped the demon hunter in, and made him sit down.
"You are seriously injured!"
The demon hunter took off his hat with difficulty, panting heavily, his eyes revealing strands of anger and frustration.
"I encountered an enemy. He was never my match before, but today I don't know what kind of evil potion he took, he suddenly became extraordinarily fierce! Every strike was a critical hit! Damn it!"
He swore, his chest heaving heavily, and he struck the counter in frustration.
Lynne: "???"
If he hadn't run fast, he might have really fallen into that guy's hands today. He rubbed his bloodshot, dry eyes with difficulty. Especially that fiercely flashing bald head. Every time he concentrated his energy to launch an attack, that shining forehead would flash fiercely at him. It not only severely disrupted his attention, but it was also blindingly bright! That guy. He must have enchanted his forehead with some holy attribute!
"That damned baldy! (艹皿艹) It must have been due to some blasted potion he took! If I find out who gave him that damned concoction, I'll grind them to a pulp!!"
He slapped the counter in fury, his movements agitating his wounds, causing him to wince and suck in a breath of cold air.
Lynne: "…"
Could it be... Is he referring to me? Did that black knight buy the potion from me to deal with this demon hunter? How did it suddenly feel like things had taken a dangerous turn?!
Lynne, eyes wide, said: "Please wait here for a moment; I'll go to the backyard to get you a more effective healing potion."
"Make it quick!"
The demon hunter was now full of rage, and extremely irritable.
Lynne exhaled and immediately lifted the curtain to head towards the backyard. However, it seemed the demon hunter hadn't suspected him. After all, how could such a small, inconspicuous potion shop in a nowhere place have such a powerful potion?
It's best if he doesn't find out! Otherwise, I'd have to make a quick escape!
…
The Hall.
The demon hunter sat before the counter, grimacing as he massaged his bruises. He casually grabbed a few recovery potions left by Lynne on the counter, gulping them down, feeling much relieved afterward. He glanced around. But in that instant, his gaze was abruptly drawn to an empty bottle in the corner of the counter.
Hum—
Instantly, his expression froze on the spot.
"This is…"
He reached out to grab the empty bottle, and images flooded his mind, images of the bottle of potion that damned baldy had taken an hour ago during their battle.
It… it's identical! Could it be...
His expression became stagnant. And at the next moment, Lynne, with a cheerful smile, came out from the backyard holding several high-grade recovery potions.
"Sir, one bottle for 200 skull coins, no surgery needed. After taking it, it's guaranteed to make you feel invigorated, hehe—"
Bang—
A bullet whizzed past, grazing Lynne's ear.
Lynne: "???!"
The demon hunter stepped forward instantly, grabbing Lynne by the collar, his teeth clenched: "Crafty boy, you played innocent pretty well! I never would've thought, you provided the potion to that baldy?!"
Lynne, with a bewildered face, said: "What potion? I don't understand?"
The demon hunter instantly exploded with anger, saying: "You still play dumb?! I saw that baldy taking a potion before our duel, and the bottle of that potion is identical to the one on your table!!"
Lynneヾ(ﾟдﾟ)ﾉ.
Lynne cleared his throat, realizing that his secret was out, he stopped pretending, and curiously asked: "The baldy you mentioned... is he a black knight riding a war horse?"
The demon hunter, gripping his collar(〝▼皿▼), said: "What do you think?!"
Lynne closed his eyes, very calm, a smile appearing on his face, saying: "I see. A few hours ago, that customer did come to my shop and purchased a batch of potions, spending a hefty sum! He contributed quite a lot to my small shop's revenue! Hehe—"
Polite yet earnest. He completely regarded himself as an outsider.
The demon hunter ground his teeth, his eyes flickering, saying: "What potion did you give him?"
Seeing a sales opportunity, a professional smile instantly appeared on Lynne's face, saying: "Our store's newest product, the Critical Strike Potion! It can greatly enhance your combat abilities! Good quality and reasonable price, absolutely the essential choice for getting the upper hand! Trust me! You can't buy this outside!"
Lynne adjusted his monocle, his expression serious.
The demon hunter, with a sinister voice, said: "You actually assist a creature of darkness against your own kind?!"
Lynne decisively extended his hand, speaking earnestly: "Please do not make subjective assumptions, sir. First, I didn't know about your relationship; second, he came here seeking potent potions and was very generous, I had no reason to turn him away."
"Third." Lynne, with his eyes closed, raised three fingers. "My shop is open to all friendly customers. If he can buy this potion to deal with you, similarly, you can also buy this potion from me to deal with him!"
Lynne looked seriously at the demon hunter in front of him, his gaze sincere and moving. "Out of kinship, I can even give you a 20% discount!"
"..."
"..."
A moment of silence.
The demon hunter narrowed his eyes and said, "How much?"
Lynne earnestly raised two fingers, "2000 skull coins per unit! But considering you're my kind and a regular customer, I can give you a 20% discount, selling it to you for 1600 coins per bottle, practically a bankruptcy price!"
The demon hunter's eyes flickered, and after pondering for a while, he hesitated: "Or I could kill you now, rob your shop, that's also an option..."
Lynne closed his eyes, shaking his head: "Sir, we are of the same kind! We depend on parents at home, and on our kinsmen outside. Our relationship is not just as parents, it's more than that. It's the emotion flowing in the blood! And besides, I even gave you a discount..." Lynne was sorrowful.
The demon hunter's whole body was covered in goosebumps. He realized that in just one day, this kid's ability to disgust people had seen a massive increase.
"Enough with the nonsense!" The demon hunter clenched his teeth, massaging his temples, "However much that baldy bought, give me the same! Money is not an issue!"
"Alright!" Lynne was instantly overjoyed.
…
Ten minutes later.
[Ding! You have completed the task: Treat the Demon Hunter's wounds, and you receive rewards: Skull Coin +200, Experience +300, Demon Hunter Favorability +20]
"It's already prepared!"
Accompanying the system prompt, Lynne, with a smile on his face, placed the freshly made 10 bottles of Critical Strike Potion on the counter.
"Ten potions in total are 16,000 coins, or 16 black skull coins, plus six regular recovery potions for 300 coins, and two superior recovery potions for 600 coins, making a total of 16,900 coins. I'll round it to 17,000 coins for you. Thank you for your patronage!"
Lynne bowed deeply at ninety degrees.
The demon hunter, clenching his teeth, rustled through his money bag, pulling out money. He didn't know why he just always felt that this guy was trying to scam him cleverly.
After paying the money, he looked doubtfully at the potion in his hand and said: "If I drink this, will I really go bald?"
To be honest, he was somewhat reluctant. Because his glossy, black, and beautiful hair took many years to maintain.
Lynne earnestly said: "Going bald is a small matter, being strong is a lifetime matter. And it's just hair! If you lose it, you can come to my shop, and I can do a transplant for you!"
Lynne suddenly thought of a good industrial chain. Critical Strike Potion + hair transplant services = a continuous stream of money.
The demon hunter hesitated. But thinking about how he almost died at the hands of that black knight, who was far less powerful than himself, he felt choked up.
If going bald really could make one stronger, then it seemed it might not be an entirely unacceptable thing. Thinking of this, he popped the cork with a snap. And drained the potion in his hand.
Hum——
Instantly, red lights flickered all over his body. He was astonished, and then immediately felt an indescribable power surging through his body.
"This...this is..." He was astounded, breathing rapidly.
Boom, a loud noise.
Under that enormous power, his clothes burst open, exposing his explosive muscles. He could clearly feel the huge amplification in his body! It was unimaginable! At this moment, he finally realized the revolutionary level of this potion, and compared to going bald, it was absolutely worth it!
A breeze whooshed by.
Under Lynne's watchful eyes, his glossy, beautiful black hair was suddenly blown away by the wind.
Ding——
A ray of light immediately flashed from his shiny, bald forehead.
Lynne: "Pfft——"
But he held back and did not laugh out loud. Because he knew laughing would be death. But it was still hard to hold back. Because the one in front of him was obviously rounder and shinier than the previous one!
The demon hunter turned around, looking at his shiny bald head in the mirror, murmuring: "I'm bald... and also stronger?"
Ding——
A flash of light jutted from his forehead.
"..."
Looking at the demon hunter's stunned expression, Lynne patted his shoulder and consoled: "Sir, this is actually a good thing. Think about it, when you go out in the future, it's like you come with your own light source. This also saves you a considerable amount of lighting costs, doesn't it?"
It made sense what he said. But he didn't know why there was just an urge to get rid of this human kid.
…
