"A Level 1 Warlock specializing in magic can awaken charm, hypnosis, and control magic at this stage," Tanya warned her junior.
"For example, imagine you're facing a Level 1 Warlock skilled in 'Sleep Spell.'"
"You've got all these skills, but you don't even have time to use them."
"They raise their hands and you fall asleep, at their mercy. Isn't that unfair?"
"That's exactly what's happening." Alan nodded.
The key to resisting spells like 'Sleep Spell' lies in your willpower.
The higher your mental attributes, the stronger your willpower resistance, and the less susceptible you are to hypnosis or charm.
The reason Senior Sister specifically warned Alan was because violent Warlocks often have low mental attributes.
"Strong limbs, simple brains" is admittedly a stereotype.
However, stereotypes are also based on long-term, large-sample statistical results.
Of course, Allen couldn't tell his senior sister directly that his mental attributes were superior to his physical attributes, and that he wasn't particularly vulnerable to mind-control magic.
He could only silently accept her kind advice.
Tanya took a sip of her wine and continued:
"Violent sorcerers, relatively speaking, pose less of a threat to you."
"Alan, I think with your current strength, challenging an early-stage Tier 1 violent sorcerer..."
"As long as you don't run into a particularly powerful one, your chances of winning are pretty good!"
"But if they possess the secrets of body refining, don't let them get you into trouble!"
"Senior sister, what are the secrets of body refining?"
"Well, I can demonstrate it to you."
Tanya put down the wine flask and tightened her belt.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, regulating her breathing in a unique way.
As her chest rose and fell, magical power flowed through her body.
Alan was surprised to discover...
Senior Sister's once fair skin was now coated in a metallic sheen!
Tanya reached out, motioning Alan to touch her arm.
It felt cold and hard!
Alan tapped with his fingers.
Ding-dang-dang!
Senior Sister's arm actually resonated with a metallic sound!
"Bring the knife!"
Tanya's voice also became resonant and metallic.
It sounded exceptionally cold and brutal!
Alan fetched a dagger.
At Senior Sister's instruction, he steeled his heart and stabbed!
Clang!
The tip of the knife pierced Tanya's palm, sending sparks flying!
"Second-level body refining secret technique, Copper Skin and Iron Bones!" Tanya said solemnly, "When you master this technique, your flesh, blood, tendons, and bones will become as hard as copper and iron, invulnerable to swords and spears!"
"Unless you have an enchanted weapon, it will be difficult to penetrate my copper skin and iron bones."
Alan looked at the dagger.
The tip of the blade had already curled.
"Senior Sister, I surrender." Alan smiled wryly and put the knife down.
"Hmph, that's good enough!" Tanya raised her chin proudly. "Let's see if you dare to act rude to me again!"
"Well, Senior Sister..." Allen said slowly, "Copper Skin and Iron Bones, it seems not perfect enough."
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"I mean, while this hard skill can withstand swords and knives, it doesn't increase the practitioner's resistance to poisons."
"If you truly had copper muscles and iron bones, you shouldn't be poisoned."
"You're not wrong," Tanya smiled nonchalantly. "But I'm not stupid. How could I be poisoned and not know it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed.
She felt inexplicably dizzy, weak, and drowsy.
As her mind relaxed, her previously tense muscles relaxed.
"Copper Skin and Iron Bones" quietly disintegrated.
Her skin returned to its fair, tender, and soft state.
"Sister, why are you so weak?"
"Hmm... I'm so weak, so annoying..."
Tanya touched her skin, also baffled.
"Strange... Why am I suddenly dizzy and weak, and my strength has dissipated?"
Alan supported the stumbling Tanya back to the sidelines and sat them on a bench.
"Sister, is it possible? I'm just saying a possibility. You were poisoned without realizing it?"
Tanya looked up at him.
Her expression shifted from surprise to anger.
"You little brat, tell me! When did you do it?!"
"Just now, I added a little bit of mandrake to your wine flask," Allen said truthfully. "You know, my mentor, Ms. Sola, is a naturalist and master potionist."
"From Ms. Sola, I learned the techniques of extracting medicinal herbs and toxins from plants."
"In fact, I personally extracted some of the special ingredients in the medicinal wine."
"How could you secretly poison my wine? How wicked!"
Tanya was so angry that her teeth were itching. She raised her hand and pulled Allen's ear.
"I thought you were a good kid!"
"I was wrong. You're clearly full of evil!"
Alan sat down next to his sister.
He tilted his head toward her, making it easier for her to vent her anger by pinching his ear.
"Sister, if a bad guy secretly poisoned you, they wouldn't tell you directly."
"Hmph... Now that you've poisoned me, are you planning to do anything bad to me?"
Tanya squinted at him.
There was a mixture of wariness and a hint of provocation in her eyes.
Alan scratched his head and seriously discussed with Tanya:
"Sister, if I kiss your feet while you're weak from the poison, will you be angry and ignore me from now on?"
"Haha! If you dare, come and try it!"
"I'll write my name upside down if I don't kick you to death, you little brat!"
Sister still looked full of energy, but it seemed the drug wasn't working enough.
...
In the Warlock Academy, running a successful business isn't easy.
Of course, no one would do a losing business.
Profitable businesses inevitably attract envy and bring trouble.
The next morning.
As soon as Allen arrived at the winery he'd rented, he realized something was amiss!
The door had been smashed open.
He went inside.
The barrels had been punctured.
The wine spilled all over the floor.
Allen frowned slightly.
Judging from the traces at the scene, it was clear someone had deliberately caused trouble, breaking into the winery last night and wreaking havoc.
Allen thought about it, but couldn't figure out who he had offended.
The other party wasn't out for revenge; it was more likely a competitor jealous of the winery's booming business.
Allen opened his spell material bag and took out a length of copper wire.
"Hyóla!"
He softly chanted the incantation and cast the "Communication" spell to inform his senior sister.
He and Tanya had already exchanged "secret seals."
As long as Tanya was still at the academy, she would receive the news soon.
Rush to the winery to help him deal with this mess.
After sending the message, Allen pulled up a chair.
He sat down in the winery lobby, quietly waiting.
His senior sister hadn't arrived yet, but the troublemaker had arrived first.
A young man in a green robe, a malicious smile on his face, walked straight into the winery's door.
Allen stood to greet him.
"Sir, I'm deeply sorry."
"As you can see, my winery was unfortunately robbed last night."
"All our medicinal liquors were destroyed."
"So, sorry, we can't open for business today."
"Young man, do you want to know who did this?"
The green-robed youth smiled.
"No!" Allen said flatly.
The green-robed youth was stunned.