Women's World: I am the man with the most OP auxiliary class-Chapter 25: Potions Professor

When I arrived at the Academy, I separated from my sisters to address my class, but.

"Wait Vremii~"

It will be my arm and pull me towards some trees that adorned the parking lot. I have to admit that the architectural design of this human kingdom is very respectful of nature...

"What’s wrong Sera?"

"This... can we see each other at lunch alone?"

Sera looked at me with the eyes of an abandoned puppy. With Vasi’s interference last night, my younger sister couldn’t break into my room, so maybe she’s anxious?

"Sure, no problem..."

"Great, I’ll go find you then! Muack"

Sera kissed me on the lips and ran away.

For my part, I made my way to my classroom, today, according to my school schedule, I have a theory class with Professor Rudelle.

But it’s still very early, so when I walked into my classroom, it was almost empty except for Destan.

"Destan! Good morning"

Destan, suddenly hearing a voice, jumped. By the way, what was I doing in my seat? ...

"ah! Vremya, hello..."

"Didn’t you have early training?"

I took off my backpack and placed it on the back of my seat. Destan moved to the seat next to him.

"Yes, I just finished, training early with the silver group every day is very tiring...!"

Destan threw himself on the pallet of his seat looking very lazy.

I decided to use my eyes to see its status in its system...

[Name: Destan (Commoner .....

...

...

Thought: Vremya’s scent is very intoxicating]

Look at Destan’s face and it’s a little red...

Apart from your ecchis thoughts, your status shows progress, it’s a shame that you can’t associate the displayed data with reality, as other people don’t have a status dashboard that you can see.

"YOOO! Vremya, Destan, Dias!!"

"Hello Magen"

"Good morning Magen, Xifia"

"Hello Vremya"

Magen stormed into the classroom, and behind her Xifia was calm as always. I’m surprised that this pair of friends arrived early, although I still don’t know where they live, seeing that they are childhood friends, their houses must be together.

"Hey, Vremya..."

"Vremya Destan Good morning..."

"Hello Destan..."

"..."

Little by little the other classmates arrived, I am surprised that they arrive so early in the morning.

There is still some time for the theoretical class, but I have to come with my sisters, Vasilisa has to arrive early at the Academy, as president of the Student Council, she has matters to attend to.

Although I love coming to school, more than anything it’s to get out of the house, I don’t really want to get fully involved in taking care of matters all day every day, but I really admire my older sister.

That’s why I arrived early, Sera I don’t know what she does, she’s not part of any club or anything, I remember that she always went apart and not so early to class. I think she does it now just to go with me.

Destan, as the MC of Isekai, must be working hard to become the hero of the world destined by the goddess, I understand him.

But, even though the class is a mess, at least everyone arrives very early...

"Hey Vremya, are you free on the weekend?"

"We all want to go to the amusement park, they say there’s a new event!"

"Uhnm... I would love to go, but I can’t promise anything..." I would really love to go, but that my mother gives me permission to leave...

The ones who asked me to meet on the weekend, were the whole group of classes, although they are warriors they are actually about 12 years old, they still want to play and have fun with friends.

I want to try, so I’ll write a letter to my mother.

"Woa! The sparrow of Vremya is very beautiful!"

"It looks like a legendary bird..."

"It’s a bird at the divine level..."

"It’s called Bifrist" I said with a touch of pride, although thinking about it, why was I proud of a multicolored bird that leaves a rainbow silhouette?

"huh? Name the sparrow of Letter Name?"

"Tama" Kara, next to me, said and took out her black feather.

"Tama, it’s a nice name, I like it" I looked at Kara and said, I could detect how her eyes were shining with excitement and like she was smiling. Although his lips remained the same.

Time passed between conversations, but my mother’s answer doesn’t come...

"Silence everyone! Go back to your seats..."

Professor Rudelle entered the classroom and began to teach her class. This class is more about common knowledge of the world, things like geography, country names, danger zones, etc. There are also math and science classes, also taught by Professor Rudelle, but it doesn’t fall into this schedule.

The class passed, and each student dispersed into their own special classes. In my case, I said goodbye to everyone and headed towards the area of herbology and botany. To one side of the main building is the Potions Building. Today I have this class.

Since I already know the way, I didn’t need a guide, so I said goodbye to all my classmates and followed the road north of the school.

I said good morning to the students who were working on herb cultivation until I reached the entrance of the potions building.

*Knock, knock*

"Go ahead..."

When you receive the permit, push the door open and enter.

I imagined a dark, cold, and gloomy laboratory, with jars full of specimens and body parts of various creatures.

And on a work table, a person with long greasy black hair, dressed in a wide black robe that when the person walks looked like the wings of a bat.

But to my surprise, it is a very white place, with stone tables that seem to be made of marble and with metal tools and crystals transparent as water.

There are some students in white coats on some work tables, and they are seen doing operations as if it were a chemistry laboratory.

"I’m sorry for the interruption, Professor Aurellia Rupa?"

"Mr. Corinth? You’re late, there’s a box of Asphodel worms. Parvati, show him how to clean them. You can leave after you’re done."

A tall, thin woman with white pale skin and long, though not greasy, black hair wears a long white coat that reaches almost to the floor, and maintains a look of condescension, she said.

After giving me a cold look, she turned around and continued to do his thing. freewebnøvel_com

Well, although it seems that the Potions Lab is very different from what I imagine, the Potions teacher is similar in attitude.

I would think that she has that attitude against me, but I see her treating others the same, so that doesn’t seem to be the case.

"Hello, are you Vremya son of the Corinth family? I’m Parvati"

A red-haired, freckled girl with green eyes greeted me and extended her hand, took it as a greeting and guided me to a table where she explained how to clean and separate the important parts of something called asphodel worms, worms that are about 5 centimeters in size and the thickness of a finger. they are white in color and on their backs grow what appear to be white flower petals.

"These worms grow in dark forests, among the raises of the trees of the same name. These trees seem to be dead and their trunk and branches seem to be rotting, but the truth is that they are trees with a lot of vitality.

The worms feed with the help of the roots of these trees and climb their trunk and when these white petals appear they are placed on the branches so that some flying insects or birds take them away thinking they are flowers.

In this way, Asphodel worms and trees reproduce in new lands. In potions, they can be used to..."

The girl named Parvati, explained to me the provenance, use, and method of cleaning the white worms. His explanation is good and I learned from just one example how to clean these potion materials.

When you finish cleaning the entire box.

"Professor Rupa, I’m done." I walked over to the potions teacher’s table and said with a smile. I’ve learned that no matter if someone treats you in a cold and distant way, you always have to show a polite attitude.

Especially with professors and teachers, who take their time to transmit their knowledge and experiences, who should be treated with the maximum possible respect.

Of course, this is usually learned and understood when you reach adulthood and look back in your youth to the people who have guided you and helped you to be where you are.

"Take away that stupid smile, umm. Many mistakes, barely passable, can be used by your class as waste materials..."

Good attitude, even if it’s difficult...

"... Tell me what potions Asphodel’s worms can be used for"

The question section has arrived, eh... I can see out of the corner of my eyes that the potions students around me are looking at this place.

"The parts that look like white petals growing on their backs are used to aid sleep and as pain relievers, they are also used in awakening potions that help wake up people who have fallen into spells and curses of deep sleep as well as other sleeping potions and drugs, as well as potions that help grow and repair bones by cushioning pain and in potions that can even recover lost or erased memories..."

"Growing up in a famous family as a prince hasn’t made you useless, have, read it. I’ll test you in the next class, you can go."

Professor Rupa handed me a book with a black cover and dismissed me. Taking the book, the title is "The Book of the Secrets of the Art of Potions."

It seems like a very profound book, but I had already seen it at the school supply store yesterday, so I know it’s the potions backup book.

After saying goodbye to Parvati, I left the Potions building. Since I’m here, I’ll collect more pollen. Although I haven’t finished refining all the pollen I collected yesterday yet, it’s best to have more just in case.

But first...

"Send..." Another colorful white sparrow came out of my white feather. I told Sera that I am now free, although all the teachers of special classes are strange and only throw books at me to read giving me a lot of free time it makes me happy, but I don’t know if this will be the same in the future.

But before I collect flowers, I better keep an eye on my surroundings or Ragna will suddenly appear...

As I walk through the medicinal gardens, unlike yesterday, when I had to bring the green jade on my neck close to the flowers to collect the pollen, now with the help of fairy energy, called Fairy Dust, I can guide the pollen on the flowers and make them fly in a breeze of air towards the jade. But I still have to be less than half a meter from the flower.

I can imagine, when I reach a high level of immortal fairy cultivation, just walking and pollen from an area a kilometer away being attracted to me...

That if it’s a representation of an immortal descending into the mundane world, that would be great!

"Vremiii!~ I’m here!!"

"Hi Sera, don’t you have any classes?"

"My grades are good, it doesn’t matter if I don’t go to class, what do you do?"

"I forget, rank 4. Now I’m collecting flower pollen for my training..."

"huh~ can you use the Hero Queen’s abilities yet?"

Sera’s eyes sparkled and looked at me with emotion.

"Hmm, I haven’t practiced... I asked Mom to help me get pet rabbits to use to train my fairy skills..."

"You can use them on me"

"But if something goes wrong and I hurt you?"

"I’m very strong, and my family member is for defense and has a lot of support skills. Come on, I want to see your Hero Queen abilities!"

"Okay, ready?"

"Mm!"

"This skill increases your strength..." I focused my energy on my hand, a yellow light began to form, then the shadow silhouette of a figure of a small fairy holding a crown of flowers appeared.

I had already seen it many times in my training last night, although at first it was difficult to form this light, now I have gotten used to it somewhat, although it is a little slow to be a skill used in combat.

After ten seconds, I was able to cast the skill towards my sister Sera in front of me, the light from my hand disappeared, the shadow figure of the little fairy within the yellow light moved as if releasing the flower crown.

Then, on my sister’s head, a crown of yellow flowers appeared and was gently placed over her hair.

A yellow light shone for half a second on my sister’s body and then the crown and light disappeared.

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