Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 115 - 108: Potion Dispensing l

“Hmm.”

Without any hesitation, the Serene Wizard reservedly cyberducked to Link.

She then stayed silent, picked up her cup, and sipped from the invigorating hot drink within.

Observing this, Link decided not to disturb the Serene Wizard any further and went into the men’s changing room to switch his clothes into the uniform. About fifteen minutes before the normal work hours started, a muscular, hulky, tall man walked into the store.

Towering over two meters in height, with arms as thick as Link’s thigh, a puffed chest muscle, a V-shaped upper body, and legs as round as Link’s waist – everything indicated that he was a mini-giant.

“Bosslady Serene, I’m here to report in.”

The giant spoke in a deep and resounding voice, which was obviously strived to be restrained, but it was still very loud.

Link could even hear it clearly in the backyard.

“Lokan, how many times have I told you to lower your voice!”

The Serene Wizard had deliberately waited in the front hall and had not ascended to the second floor early, precisely to wait for the giant Lokan. However, upon their first sight, Lokan greeted her with a noisy outcry, which put her instantly in a miffed state.

“Hehe.”

With a hearty smile, Lokan scratched his head apologetically and said, “I’ve already lowered my voice as much as possible, but that’s how I naturally sound. Nothing can be done about it.”

“Humph!”

The Serene Wizard glared at him and irritably said, “You always have so many excuses. Fine then, don’t linger here with your silly chatter, go and hand over your duties in the backyard. And I’m warning you, don’t you dare scare young Link!”

“I won’t, I love making friends the most,” Lokan replied, thumping his chest confidently.

Not having the energy to deal with Lokan, the Serene Wizard headed upstairs. When it comes to this oaf, he gets more boisterous the more you engage with him. When you leave him be, things become somewhat peaceful.

Lokan was clearly not new to the potion shop and confidently walked past the stairs and the dining room, heading straight into the men’s changing room.

A uniform that suited his physique had already been prepared for him in a cabinet inside.

After changing his clothes, Lokan headed over to the work area in the backyard. “Hello, I’m Lokan.”

Receiving the Serene Wizard’s prior heads-up, and having recently learned about all the controversies and Wizard Palo’s regard for Link Grande, Lokan, despite being a Tier 2 Wizard, extended his outsized right hand in a rare gesture of friendliness, not belittling Link, who was merely a wizard’s apprentice.

This sort of thing was exceptionally rare.

Link couldn’t tell the exact wizard’s level of the giant standing before him, but given that he referred to the Serene Wizard as ‘Bosslady,’ coupled with the fact that she had recently stepped down from the front line, it wasn’t hard to deduce that he was an official wizard.

As to whether he was Tier 1, 2, or 3, Link had absolutely no idea.

However, that did not stop Link from responding respectfully, promptly setting aside what he was holding, cleaning his hands properly, and accepting the handshake. If someone was showing him respect, he should receive it graciously, right?

“Nice to meet you, Wizard Lokan. I am Link Grande,” Link introduced himself as they shook hands.

“Hmm.”

Letting go of Link’s hand, Lokan nodded approvingly, “I know about you, you’re remarkable, much better than I was at your age.”

“Oh no, not at all,” Link said modestly, repeating, “Not at all, not at all.” “Let’s not beat around the bush anymore,” Lokan waved his hand dismissively and laughed heartily, “Let’s not scare this little guy anymore with courtesies. Hmm…Serene instructed me to take over from you, so why don’t we start now.” Upon hearing this, Link let out a sigh of relief.

Dealing with an unfamiliar official wizard, with whom he had never before interacted and did not know the temperament of, was quite a challenge for Link.

He had to carefully consider everything he said and did.

Link didn’t think that Wizard Palo’s favoritism towards him warranted any slight against an official wizard.

The friendlier the wizard, the more cautious Link felt he had to be.

He was afraid that one misstep in his words might upset the other person. Getting down to business was all he wanted, just getting down to business! Link immediately took on a professional demeanor and began discussing the ins and outs of plant and herbal pre-processing and precision manufacturing. After being reminded by the Serene Wizard, Link had rehearsed his handover earlier.

Now, as he began the handover, there wasn’ t a single moment of hesitation. He introduced the two tasks comprehensively, in-depth, and smoothly.

“Great, leave this to me then!”

Seemingly satisfied, Lokan excitedly slapped Link on the shoulder.

Link’s right shoulder immediately slumped down, causing him to stumble towards his side.

If it hadn’t been for Link’s quick reaction, he would’ve been on the floor by then.

The “Defender 3202” suit was of no use at all.

This wasn’t a magic attack but a simple application of brute force.

The suit could only passively respond to witchery attacks, but it couldn’t protect against physical blows!

Link felt an unbearable pain in the right half of his body, but there was nothing he could do about it, and he certainly didn’t dare to scream.

What if this was done on purpose?

You can’t judge a book by its cover.

The people appearing to be the most genuine are often the ones to be extremely careful of.

Who knew whether Lokan was genuinely naive or just playing the fool?

Fighting the pain, Link extended his left arm to raise his right arm, twisting to snap the dislodged shoulder joint back into place.

Only then did Lokan awkwardly say, “Oh dear, look at my hand, being so careless and causing trouble. I’m sorry about that, young Link!”

As soon as he said that, Lokan cast a healing spell.

The bright, emerald green light surged from his right fingertip, settling on Link’s excruciatingly painful right shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, a cool sensation circulated around the injured area, dissolving the acute pain and swelling.

Releasing his left hand which was supporting his right upper arm, Link wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said with a smile, “It’s fine, it’s just that I’m too weak to withstand the strength of Wizard Lokan.”