Below, she wore tight khaki trousers paired with dark brown high-top leather boots, and a heavy quiver was strapped to her rounded thigh, through the gaps of which a cold metallic glint flashed, reflecting the bright sunlight.
A highly intricate wrist crossbow mechanism was attached to her wrist, giving a sense of efficiency and precision.
However, perched on her high nose bridge were her iconic inverted-triangle dark red sunglasses, and beneath them was a mouth with red-tinted lips.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Shauna Vayne, a monster hunter from Demacia. And it was I who saved you last night. As for thanks, you don't need to say them, because I have some questions for you next."
She casually sat on an armchair against the wall, naturally crossing her legs, and said slowly.
When her two sexy, long, beautiful legs were crossed, her round and full thighs, combined with her slender waist, outlined an exquisite and graceful curve. It didn't feel impolite; instead, it exuded a sense of languidness.
But the spot she chose was very deliberate; it was the darkest part of the room, and she merged completely with the room's shadows.
"Hey, since he's awake, let him take that potion!"
Vayne then instructed the nurse.
Potion?
What potion?
Durin didn't immediately follow. He looked at the nurse beside him in confusion, only to see her take out a hexagonal glass bottle containing red liquid from a cabinet.
"Here you go," the nurse carefully handed it to Durin.
The shape of the red bottle made Durin feel exceptionally familiar.
"What is this?" he asked.
"It's a Potion of Life, also abbreviated as 'Healing Potion.' It contains the power of the origin of life. Just by drinking it, it can heal quite terrifying magic damage and also alleviate physical injuries. Even carrying it with you can bring you many benefits."
Vayne proactively explained, "In short, it's a reward from the Council of Seven for being a warm-hearted citizen, and you don't need to pay for it. After you drink this, your injuries will recover faster."
The nurse next to them seized the opportunity to interject, "This bottle is worth 1 gold cogwheel! You usually can't even buy it!"
It really was a Healing Potion.
Durin sighed inwardly, opened the stopper, sniffed it lightly, then frowned.
It had a strange smell, a bit like the smell of Huoxiang Zhengqi water… but lighter than that, and it seemed to be mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible fishy odor, a very peculiar scent.
Actually, Durin wanted to save this potion and then learn a new specialty to recover from his injuries. Unfortunately, he was currently in the hospital, and Vayne was watching him. Durin only thought about learning a specialty later when he had the chance, then he opened the Healing Potion and chugged half the bottle.
He carefully re-stoppered the remaining half bottle, and then, the next second, Durin felt a burning pain begin in his stomach, but it wasn't intense. At the same time, his body started to sweat. In less than ten seconds, Durin felt that his injured area had already scabbed over and become unbearably itchy.
After the nurse removed all the bandages wrapped around Durin, although there were some residual bloodstains and dried bodily fluids on the bandages, the skin surface looked fine. The scabbed old skin began to slowly peel off, revealing tender new skin.
Durin even felt that some of his old ailments had also disappeared.
The effect of this Healing Potion left Durin almost speechless.
Compared to this healing effect, Kreslin the Mage Apprentice's wound medicine was like child's play.
Of course, there was also a huge difference in price between the two.
[Medical Skill + 4, current proficiency: 17/25]
This line of text appeared on the character card system.
The nurse re-examined Durin's physical condition, and after confirming that there was no major problem, she left at Vayne's signal.
At this point, the hour hand on the clock was already pointing between "7" and "8."
Vayne sat on the chair, watching him.
Durin sat on the bed, watching her.
The two silently gazed at each other for a while. Vayne pursed her rosy, shiny lips and asked, "Is this your first time encountering such a situation?"
As she spoke, she stood up from the chair and casually brought a white-glazed porcelain teacup with gold inlays, placing it in front of Durin. She said sternly, "The Kevord family told me that you are just a student studying at Piltover University, a Mage Apprentice. This makes it difficult to understand how a Mage Apprentice could see through an illusion and also find the Demon's true form? Come, drink this black tea and tell me slowly. We have plenty of time."
"…"
Durin looked down at the warm teacup in his hand, where three or four lemon slices floated up and down in the red tea. His thoughts had already become active, and he had to answer every question from the other party carefully.
Shauna Vayne was an extremely extreme and ruthless female killer. Her heart had long been obscured by the desire for revenge. Even her respected mentor, who taught her by example, was mercilessly killed by her using a holy silver crossbow bolt when he used Black Magic to save her.
In Durin's opinion, Vayne was a monster in human skin, a very typical medieval religious fanatic, a classic case of black and white thinking: using Black Magic meant being a monster!
Although he was inevitably a little nervous, Durin still calmed his anxious feelings and asked in a hoarse voice, "I am indeed a Mage Apprentice, but I have a magical item that can enhance my mental power and resist charm spells. And because I am a Mage Apprentice, my mental power is stronger than that of ordinary people. That's why I was lucky enough to discover the difference between illusion and reality."
"Oh? A magical item? May I see it?" Vayne asked casually.
"It was destroyed by the Demon, to the point where not even ash was left," Durin lied without changing his expression.
"Well, that's a pity. But being alive is better than anything," Vayne looked at Durin, her expression a half-smile. She patted Durin's shoulder and said, "Also, I should inform you that this afternoon you need to accompany me to Piltover's Council Tower. There are seven councilors waiting for you there."
"Piltover Council Tower?"
Durin's pupils suddenly contracted, clearly a little surprised.
"Yes, so many people have died in Piltover, and you are the first to survive from a Demon. They definitely have some questions to ask you," Vayne said matter-of-factly.
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