On the second day, Ivan Vincent continued the knight training as usual, without any anxiety, as if he had never heard of the knight's gift potion. He followed the steps and trained hard to hone his swordsmanship, body, will, and soul.

An ascetic monk.

After the knight training is over, I will study other courses. The arrangements are full, orderly and extremely fulfilling.

Since Ivan Vincent awakened his memory, he has accelerated his learning speed, read a lot of books, and started to look through the books collected by the Vincent family for thousands of years, which gave him a better understanding of the world and many secrets.

knowledge.

More than a month passed, and he had read most of the books in the family. He had also exhausted all the knowledge taught by scholars. He had to do knight training every day, and after that, he would read in the family library.

On this day, Ivan Vincent put down the thick book of historical poems in his hand, rubbed his sour eyes, looked at the window gradually dimming, walked out of the library, and headed towards the restaurant.

At this time, Count Vincent was already sitting in his seat, with a bit of joy on his face. When he saw his son coming in, his eyes flashed and he spoke.

"Ivan, after dinner, come to my study. The matter of the magic potion is settled. The Grand Duke got a magic potion from the Kingdom of Holm. You can take it tonight!"

Ivan Vincent was slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded, acting extremely calmly, and sat quietly in his seat. After Count Vincent began to enjoy the food, he started to move the knife and fork, cutting.

The steak on the plate is tender, juicy and fragrant, making people salivate.

Ivan Vincent put a cut piece of steak into his mouth, chewed and tasted it carefully, nodded from time to time, looked satisfied, and squinted his eyes happily.

During this dinner, Ivan Vincent ate two pieces of steak before he stopped eating. He was training as a knight during the day, which consumed a lot of energy. In addition, he was growing taller and ate more than an adult.

Much bigger.

Count Vincent's study also has a magic lamp placed in it. The bright light sweeps away the shadows of the night, making people feel particularly safe.

Earl Vincent sat behind the desk, opened the drawer with the key very carefully, and took out a tube of potion. This tube of magic potion shone with golden light, giving people a warm feeling, holy and pure, this is what the church has always been

Forbidden magic potions are not as sinister and evil as the church says, and are products of darkness.

Count Vincent carefully handed the magic potion to the standing Ivan Vincent and warned.

"Hurry up and take it. This knight's gift is very precious and has no side effects. It can make you strong quickly within two months, reaching the standard for awakening the power of your bloodline!"

Ivan Vincent took the magic potion, raised his arm, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, opened the potion, raised his head and poured it into his stomach without hesitation, very neatly.

Ivan Vincent tasted the taste carefully. There was no strange taste, but a hint of sweetness. The medicine flowed down the throat and into the stomach. Suddenly, a warm feeling arose, which was very comfortable, which made Ivan.

Vincent couldn't help but close his eyes.

Ivan Vincent's powerful spiritual soul carefully sensed the condition of his body, and the blood flow speed increased. A strange change seemed to have occurred deep in his body, and his metabolism became active. Ivan Vincent felt that he

In the future, the appetite may more than double. This is an unfounded intuition. Ivan Vinson trusts his intuition very much.

"How does it feel?"

Earl Vincent asked with great concern. He stood up and looked at Ivan Vincent up and down, worried about whether he felt any discomfort.

"I feel good, my whole body is warm, and I have no other discomfort!"

Ivan Vincent moved a bit and said with a smile, comforting Count Vincent.

The father and son chatted for a few words in the study room and then dispersed. Ivan Vincent returned to his bedroom, lying on the luxurious bed, covered with a velvet quilt. Countless figures appeared in his mind, each figure.

He was busy, constantly trying to use various materials from this world to match the magic potion he just took, extract, distill, mix, and react, but in the end he still failed.

"It still doesn't work. I don't know much about magic practice in this world. The family books record too little about various magic materials. The information is incomplete. It is impossible to restore the ingredient ratio of this magic potion. I can only give up now.

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Ivan Vincent opened his deep blue eyes, a little helpless. The Vincent family is a noble family after all. Although it has been passed down for thousands of years, there are only a few records about magic. There is too little information to deduce the knight's gift potion.

formula, we can only give up and continue to deduce.

There was no words for a night. The next day, the sun rose brightly. Ivan Vincent held a long sword with a nimble figure. He waved the long sword in his hand with exquisite moves and powerful force. The cold light shone and the coldness filled the air.

Milo nodded frequently and was very satisfied with Ivan Vincent's performance.
Chapter completed!