Hearing that, Lathel frowned and wanted to ask sothing, then Rakka continued: "You don’t need to ask about that for now. Just continue to prepare two-star and three-star dicinal herbs first."
Lathel felt strange, but he still did as Rakka said and prepared the two-star and three-star dicinal herbs according to the formula Rakka gave him.
However, Lathel didn’t actually need the formula. He just needed to know what the ingredients were and what the proportions were.
Just like before, the two-star and three-star dicinal herbs he prepared didn’t seem to have any difficulty and were easily completed with perfection.
The dicines were also perfect, and the scent spread everywhere. However, Rakka’s face did not show joy; on the contrary, it was filled with worry and fear.
He sighed, looked towards Lathel, and said: "Lathel, at first I was just suspicious. However, this ti I can be sure that... you do not belong in this world."
"Or, to be more precise, this world cannot accommodate you."
"I heard you say that before." Lathel frowned and said: "Can you explain?"
Rakka began to rearrange the words in his head a bit, then said: "I once said that your talent is similar to the talent of a pharmacist enchanter who was my friend, right?"
"That’s right." Lathel nodded. He had also heard Rakka talk about that person before. Although... that person was Rakka’s enemy, he was also the best pharmacist enchanter in that world.
Rakka continued: "At that ti, I thought he was the best pharmacist enchanter ever and that it was impossible for soone better than him to appear in this world."
"However, I was wrong. Lathel, at first I said that your talent was similar to his, but… I misjudged your talent."
"You also heard talk about his talent, right? In fact, his talent also has a limit, and that is the amount of energy needed to be consud."
"That’s why only when preparing high-end pharmaceuticals or at important tis can he use his talent."
"After that, he has to wait a long ti before you can recover and use it again. Besides, in the process of using that special talent, he needs to concentrate fiercely."
"That’s why very few people were able to see him use that terrible talent. Every ti he uses it, he locks himself in a very secret place to avoid being disturbed."
"And you are different; you don’t seem to be limited by anything. You can freely use your abilities; you don’t even need to concentrate."
"You can talk while preparing dicinal herbs and still be able to complete the preparation process. This alone is enough to realise that your talent is much better than that of that person."
"Besides, his success rate is only about 80%, but creating a finished product with perfect quality is only 30%."
"As for you, every ti you prepare a perfect dicine, the rate is almost 100%.
Hearing that, Lathel frowned and asked further: "So... what does that have to do with this world not being able to accommodate ?"
Hearing that, Rakka shook her head and said: "Do you still not realise the problem?"
"In this world, everything has two sides. Even if it’s a supplent, there’s nearly 30% poison inside."
"Although that person’s ability is very powerful, it also has many limitations. He needs to expend a lot of energy; he needs absolute concentration; and besides, he doesn’t always succeed."
"Nothing in this world is perfect; everything has its limitations and weaknesses."
Listening to Rakka, Lathel suddenly realised sothing extrely terrible. However, he remained silent, waiting for Rakka to finish.
Rakka looked at Lathel; there was a little jealousy but more respect and admiration: "You are different; your abilities seem to have no limitations."
"You can refine any dicine you want without worrying about energy. You can even make it into a dish…"
"There are no limitations or flaws in your talent. Such an omnipotent talent should not appear in this world."
"If there is a person who possesses the gift of omnipotence, then... the will of the world will try to eliminate that person from this world."
"That’s why I also find it strange that you’re still alive now."
Hearing that, Lathel imdiately believed what Rakka had just said because he felt that it was very reasonable.
He pondered why most of the male leads always quarrelled with him.
Perhaps... The will of the world also realises that he was a mistake, so it wants to erase his existence.
However, the World Will couldn’t do it on its own, so… it uses the male protagonists as weapons to kill Lathel.
Lathel frowned, feeling as if he were caught up in so terrible plot.
Why does he possess such a terrible hidden talent?
Dandite... that seed to be the only answer Lathel could think of right now.
He thought that.... no, he could be sure that Dandite had given him this hidden gift to make the world’s will hate him.
From then on, the World’s Will will continuously let the male protagonists approach him, cause conflicts with him, and kill him.
Whether he wants it or not, it is no longer important. To defend himself, Lathel needs to resist and destroy the male protagonists who cause trouble with him.
Ultimately, this seems to be a war between Dandite and the Will of the World, not between him and the male protagonists.
Lathel and the other characters are just pawns on this giant chessboard.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the feelings of fatigue and depression. Even though he knew about this plot, he had no way to resist or escape this terrible plot.
"Lathel!" Rakka suddenly spoke; his serious face made Lathel a little worried: "Up till now, have you encountered anything dangerous, even threatening your life?"
Hearing that, Lathel sighed and nodded dejectedly: "I t a lot of strange people; they constantly caused trouble and wanted to kill . Maybe… they were dictated by the will of the world to do that, right?"
Rakka rubbed his chin while frowning and looking into the distance. After a while, he said softly: "Maybe. In any case, the will of the world cannot act on its own or participate in what happens in this world."
"However, there is one thing that makes feel confused. Why didn’t it stop as soon as you were born into this world?"
"What do you an…" Lathel asked in confusion.
"I have seen many children who had ons at birth that made many other people aware of them." Rakka said: "When so people are born, the sky imdiately turns red. Sotis it rains blood for several days straight."
"Even… that person... when that person was born, a five-coloured cloud appeared, covering more than ten thousand miles."
"It is not a good on; it is a kind of announcent of the world’s will. The will of the world wants to inform everyone through those phenona that... a person who should not exist has appeared in this world."
"From there, troubles and dangers continuously appear, constantly targeting that person’s family and kingdom."
"What about you?"
Lathel shook his head: "I don’t know."
In fact, he was transported to this world by Dandite, carrying the body of his previous life, so he was not born.
To be precise, he cos from another world and is not a resident of this world.
Perhaps… that was also the reason the world’s will did not detect Lathel.
Rakka frowned at Lathel, then said: "Your situation is very dangerous. Your existence is what the world hates the most."
"However, as long as I regain my strength, no, what I an is… as long as I can reach that level, I can easily protect you."
Hearing that, Lathel imdiately believed what Rakka said, while thinking in his heart: ’You are the main character; you are even the strongest and most domineering male protagonist among the male protagonists I have t. Of course you can protect .’
’Just… Ah! Why am I in this situation? Dandite, you tricked …’
Lathel wanted to cry, but his tears could not fall. What could he do? He was also extrely desperate.
However, his only consolation right now is that he has a male protagonist who is also considered his ally, Rakka.
Rakka is almost the strongest male protagonist he has ever known until now, except for Dorack.
Why?
Because Lathel doesn’t know whether Dorack beca a god or if he drowned in the river of history.
"Can you protect ?" Lathel now pouted and said.
Even though he believed that Rakka could protect him, however, he also wanted to confirm it once again.
"Of course!" Rakka smiled and said confidently.
Lathel glanced at Rakka with contempt: "Hahahaha... you can’t even defeat now, so where do you get the confidence from that you can protect ?"
"You…"
"Alright!" Rakka was about to say sothing, but Lathel imdiately interrupted him: "You and I will form an alliance; do you want it?"
"Alliance?"
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