Boom! From within his body, mysterious energy ca out that was like a fairy spring and quickly started to heal his various wounds. His blood was boiling with heat, and the mysterious energy was slowly flowing through his entire body.
First, the shallow wound quickly healed, and then it started to work on deeper wounds. Even the spiritual injuries started to get better.
This continued for a minute before the effect of the potion stopped. But, in a minute, Ragnar was fully healed, like he had never been hurt. Young Lord Ragnar couldn’t believe that the healing potion could be this good.
Even as a young lord, he didn’t see such powerful healing potions.
"Thank You."
He was feeling grateful from deep within his heart. Now that he has healed, the chances of him surviving have increased.
Apollo, in the underground training hall, was also surprised by seeing how effective the healing potion was and couldn’t help but look at the screens of his system shop, which were filled with countless potions even better than it.
He understood that the things in the system shop should be of the best quality. Maybe, in the future, he can use cheap potions to earn so money or exchange necessary resources with others.
Young Lord Ragnar left after he was fully healed. The alchemy puppet also brought the old box covered in runic symbols.
He looked carefully at the old box. But he didn’t feel anything—no mysterious energy or anything. Maybe the box was sealing everything within it.
Apollo quickly becos bored and places the box in the corner. He will give it to Old Man Aragon when he returns.
A few minutes later, Ragnar left the blacksmith shop. Outside nearby, on top of the building, a few mysterious people suddenly appeared.
"Rat seems to have to co this way."
"Oh, where!"
"I can see his energy is quite dense in that shop. He should have stopped here before leaving in that direction."
The masked guy with weird purple eyes said that and showed them the direction of escape.
"So, he stopped here before running away."
"Yes."
"Hmm... You four go check the store and see what he did or if anyone’s there. If you find soone, just take care of it."
The leader with the most unfathomable aura said this and disappeared with others, leaving only four people behind to look into the old shop.
The four masked guys looked at each other, and finally one said, "Let’s go."
The mont they opened the shop door, Apollo, sitting inside the underground training hall, got alert.
The mont he saw the masked guys, he knew that the trouble that had followed the Young Lord Ragnar had now co to him.
But he didn’t imdiately activate the security asures and use the alchemy puppets; instead, he waited and saw what they were trying to do.
"Why do you think he ca here?"
"How can I know? Maybe to rest here."
"Hey, what about you, genius?"
After entering, they started muttering to each other.
"Hehe, the captain is angry; that’s why he let you, a rising star, do the pick-up work here without any rit."
They looked at one individual, a masked one with unique red-colored hair. But the red-haired, masked one remained indifferent and didn’t say anything.
Apollo, hiding silently, was listening to everything they were saying. And he also noticed so significant information from their small talk.
They seem to not go along well with each other, especially the red-haired, masked dude, who seems to have so beef with their captain, and others also don’t like him.
Maybe he can use it sohow in the fight. Apollo was looking at them as they were checking the place while throwing everything. But he didn’t take any action, hoping they would leave after searching the place.
They seed stronger than the group he t, so he was being more careful.
"This place seems to have nothing but so trash weapons."
They grumbled, looking at the trash and unfinished weapons that were lying around all over the shop.
Apollo already has moved all the good weapons and items from the store, which is also why he let them thrash the place, as it wouldn’t be much loss.
After so ti, they ca to the corner of the shop where the entrance to the underground training hall was.
"Please don’t find it! Don’t find it! I won’t think about horny milfs for months."
Apollo was slowly praying that they didn’t find out the secret passage; otherwise, the battle would be the only option.
"Here is nothing, and I felt the energy of no living beings."
"Sa."
" too, nothing."
Only the red-haired masked guy was still looking and poking things at every corner.
"This red-haired bastard is really annoying; he managed to piss off even without eting him."
"Damm! If he finds the passage, he is the one that I am going to kill first."
Apollo’s face twitched with anger as this guy was like the teacher’s pet student who annoyed everyone in the class with unnecessary work.
Why did he need to work hard to find sothing? Could he just leave quietly?
"Here, sothing is wrong; this wall feels weird."
His hands glowed with a red aura as he suddenly punched with powerful force.
Bang!
"Damm him! I am going to kill this son of a bitch first." Apollo roared with anger, as he would have made it if it weren’t for the red-haired, masked intruder.
("Alert! Alert! Alert!...")
("Starting security protocols.")
Outside, a small hole appeared in the wall that was made from special materials, showing his strength, but what awaited them was sothing else.
From the walls, laser-like beams were instantly fired, surprising the group.
"What the...."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Multiple laser beams attacked the group and even directly landed on two intruders.
Apollo, within the training area, stood up with dozens of alchemy puppets behind him and murmured, looking at the screen.
"It looks like it’s hunting ti."
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