Duoluolisi put away the medicine bottle and walked down the stairs.
She suddenly thought of a good idea, planning to tamper with Feili’s sword.
The Magic Suppressor was volatile, and if someone inhaled the gas it gave off, it would also take effect.
Although the effect would be much weaker than drinking it directly, it could still suppress a person’s mana and narrow their mana channels.
This potion was mostly Magic Suppressor, and it was odorless, so it was hard to notice when inhaled.
If she could coat Feili’s sword with this potion, then when Feili infused mana into it, the liquid on the blade would volatilize faster and be inhaled by Feili herself.
Wouldn’t that make Feili fall for the trap?
Duoluolisi thought about it, stopped at the corner, and took out the medicine bottle for a look.
But with just this little bit of liquid volatilizing, would it really be enough?
She began recalling the Game content.
In the Game, even after drinking this potion, Feili could still beat Di Lun.
Di Lun was too weak—a Feili who had been drugged still crushed him.
But in the finals against Aishalier, Feili couldn’t bring out her strength at all due to Magic Disorder, and she lost completely.
So, if Feili hadn’t been drugged, she should have had a fighting chance against Aishalier.
However, that wasn’t the case.
In her past life, during one playthrough, she’d used a modifier and directly removed the Magic Disorder status in the finals, wanting to know whether Feili could actually beat Aishalier.
But the result was that even without the Magic Disorder status, Feili still couldn’t beat Aishalier—she was utterly defeated all the same.
Later, she even strengthened her a bit with the modifier, but Aishalier’s Sword Techniques were just too strong, and Feili still couldn’t match Aishalier at all.
Doesn’t that mean that no matter what, Feili was destined to lose to Aishalier in the finals?
Then why was she going through all the trouble of drugging her?
No, that was the Feili in the Game.
The current Feili was a Rebirth, so her strength couldn’t possibly be at that level from the Game.
Duoluolisi didn’t know how strong the current Feili was, but from the results of her modifier experiments, combined with how reliable Feili had seemed during her recent observations, she felt that even the current Feili might not be able to beat Aishalier.
But to be safe, she’d still go through with the drugging.
Not necessarily to make Feili lose the finals—at the very least, Feili would act off during the match, and the instructors would suspect someone was sabotaging her, right?
Duoluolisi clenched the medicine bottle in her hand and continued down the stairs.
She remembered a very important note about the Magic Suppressor: do not attempt to use the suppressor to ease the burden on the Magic Core.
Doing so would make a person unable to feel the pressure on their Magic Core, causing them to keep gathering mana without concern, continuously adding to the core’s burden.
By the time they noticed, everything would already be too late—the core would be damaged from excessive pressure.
It was just like painkillers—they could temporarily dull the pain, but the injury was still there.
If you kept pushing yourself because you didn’t feel pain, the injury would only get worse.
In high-intensity mana usage scenarios like combat, both sides would gather mana into their cores, putting immense pressure on them.
If a suppressor narrowed the mana channels in that state, the core would be damaged very quickly.
Thinking of this, Duoluolisi hesitated.
Looking at it that way, drugging Feili seemed like it was harming her.
No, no.
She shook her head and reorganized her thoughts.
First, relying only on the volatilized dose couldn’t possibly suppress the load pressure on the Magic Core.
Second, Feili had definitely fallen for this trick in her previous nine lives and knew what it felt like.
She should quickly notice something was wrong with her mana.
With her experience, she wouldn’t stubbornly push herself to the point of damaging her Magic Core.
Most importantly, doing this was for the sake of completely getting rid of Di Lun afterward.
If she didn’t follow the Game Plot, the instructors wouldn’t notice something was wrong with Feili, wouldn’t discover that Di Lun had drugged her, and Di Lun wouldn’t be expelled.
Leaving Di Lun as a hidden threat would only make Feili more dangerous in the future.
Even in the Game, no route could perfectly handle Di Lun’s future revenge, and she didn’t think the current Feili could do it either.
So, drugging Feili was helping her!
Yeah, that was it.
Duoluolisi successfully convinced herself, tucked the medicine bottle back into her pocket, and walked down the stairs with even more resolve.
Reaching the bottom floor, she pushed open the door to the Stairwell, avoided the busiest Main Corridor, and circled around to the Rest Area.
No one was outside the Rest Area door—it was completely quiet.
At this time, basically no students would be in the Rest Area.
The matches were still going on outside; those students were either fighting or spectating.
No one would enter or leave the Rest Area at this hour.
Duoluolisi scanned her surroundings, confirmed no one was around, and quickly slipped over to the Weapon Rack.
She glanced at the Restroom entrance again, made sure there were no signs of anyone coming out, and gently took down Feili’s sword.
Feili’s sword wasn’t like the other students’ weapons—it didn’t have a bunch of gems decorating the scabbard and hilt.
Her sword was plain, no different from the ordinary swords sold at the weapon shop.
Even the hilt was just wrapped in silver-white cloth.
She had to give Feili credit for that—even after being adopted by Count Granville and gaining noble status, she hadn’t learned to flaunt like the other nobles, decorating all her weapons to show off her noble rank.
Duoluolisi drew the sword and examined the blade.
There were many signs of wear on the edge, showing this sword had been through countless battles.
The scratches on this sword didn’t look like they were from the training grounds—it had truly seen Practical Combat.
Several gashes were clearly from some kind of Monster’s claws.
It seemed that after her Rebirth, Feili had definitely been practicing hard and constantly working to improve her strength.
She even suspected that Feili might have already cleared out several of the early-game grinding spots.
Duoluolisi set down the scabbard, took out the medicine bottle, opened the cap, and prepared to apply the liquid to the blade.
Her right hand, holding the bottle, suddenly stopped midair.
If she poured it on now, wouldn’t most of the suppressor have already volatilized by the time Feili’s next match started?
She glanced at the scabbard beside her.
Also, she’d have to slide the sword back in, and the inner wall of the scabbard would scrape off some of the liquid.
With this little liquid already uncertain to be enough to restrain Feili, after losing that much, it was hard to say whether the remaining dose would still work.
Duoluolisi recalled what she knew about preserving volatile liquids and thought hard about a solution.
After a moment, she came up with an idea: use Water Mana to form a protective film over the blade, sealing the liquid inside.
And mana released without a Magic Circle was unstable—by the time the next match started, the Water Mana inside would have already diffused completely, leaving no trace for Feili to notice.
That was the plan!
Duoluolisi tilted the medicine bottle, and the liquid flowed out slowly.
At the same time, she released Water Mana, controlling the liquid to coat the blade evenly, and condensed a protective film over it.
Before long, all the liquid in the bottle had been poured out.
Done.
Duoluolisi inspected it carefully and, after confirming there were no problems, carefully slid the sword back into its scabbard.
She gently placed the sword back on the Weapon Rack and even adjusted it again, making sure its position was exactly the same as when she’d taken it down.
Mission accomplished!
She let out a sigh of relief, put the cap back on, and was about to pocket the medicine bottle when a seductive voice came from behind her, making her whole body tremble.
“Sis~”
Duoluolisi stiffly turned around and saw Feili staring at her with a grin.