"Your steward is a Wizard?" Wizard Yveline asked in shock.
"Yes, an intermediate Wizard that I took in!" Abel didn't know how to explain Bartoli's background, so he could only give a simple explanation.
"An intermediate Wizard as a steward? I'm afraid only a Grandmaster Blacksmith like you can do that!" Wizard Murphy lowered his voice.
"Her situation is a little special. After I took her in, she willingly stayed by my side to be my steward. Wizard Yveline, this is the golden healing potion my teacher mentioned!" Abel didn't want to lie to his teacher and the 2 Wizards, so he quickly changed the topic and handed a bottle of golden healing potion to Wizard Yveline.
Wizard Yveline respectfully received this bottle of potion with his trembling hands. To him, this bottle of potion was full of hope. As a Wizard, he knew how rare a golden healing potion was. He also knew from Wizard Moreton that the golden healing potion Abel gave him was much more powerful than other healing potions of the same rank.
"Wizard Yveline, you can drink it here!" Abel suggested. He didn't want anyone to see this golden healing potion. Drinking it as soon as possible would save him some trouble.
"Abel is right, Yveline. The mana environment here is very good. It's not much different from a magic tower. Just drink it here." Wizard Moreton also advised. He thought it would be safer to use up such a precious potion as soon as possible. Also, Abel was a Grandmaster Blacksmith. If the healing potion was not effective, he could just ask Abel to find another way.
Yveline picked up the golden healing potion and carefully opened the lid. Golden light flashed in the golden liquid from time to time, showing how precious this potion was.
He had been stuck as a rank 6 wizard for tens of years. Back in the day, he became a rank 6 wizard in his twenties, but because of an injury in a conflict, he lost all hope of leveling up. If it weren't for the support of his good friends like Wizard Moreton and Wizard Murphy, he wouldn't have the confidence to continue living.
Now that the hope of a new life was in his hands, he had a strong feeling that as long as he drank this bottle of golden healing potion, all the wounds on his body would be completely healed.
There had never been a time when hope was so close to him. It wasn't that he hadn't tried to find a way to heal himself. He had also spent a lot of money and resources, but everything had turned into nothing in the end. The wound was still there, but hope had turned into disappointment time and time again.
All kinds of thoughts emerged in Wizard Yveline's mind. He shook his head and cleared his mind. The only thing he needed to do now was to pour the golden healing potion into his mouth. The rest was to wait.
Wizard Yveline raised his head and poured the golden healing potion into his mouth. Before he could even taste the potion, a warm current rose from his stomach and quickly surrounded his entire body. The warm current was like little hands that were constantly massaging his body.
The invisible injuries in his body were slowly alleviating with the impact of the warm current. The injuries that he thought would never heal in this life were slowly recovering.
Wizard Yveline's face was full of peace. It was like he had returned to the time before he was born. It was like he was in his mother's womb. No matter if it was his body or his soul, he had never felt so peaceful before.
To Wizard Yveline, the healing process was very slow. It felt like a long time had passed.
However, to Abel, Wizard Moreton, and Wizard Murphy beside him, it only took half an hour for Wizard Yveline's exposed skin to be covered in dark brown stains from his body. A foul smell emerged from those dark brown stains.
Those were the impurities left in Wizard Yveline's body from all the potions he had taken over the years. The golden 'healing potion' synthesized by the powerful Horadric Cube was unleashing its unparalleled effect.
Abel didn't even need to look at Wizard Yveline's wounds to know that he was slowly recovering. At that moment, Wizard Yveline's face was full of smiles. It was a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.
"Yveline had it tough, Abel. He needs to thank you!" Wizard Moreton looked at Wizard Yveline and sighed to Abel.
"Teacher, you don't have to be so polite with me!" Abel said with a smile.
At that moment, Wizard Yveline opened his eyes. His wizard power of the will allowed him to feel refreshed. It was a sense of relaxation he had never felt before. It was like he had been reborn.
"Ah, why am I so dirty?" Wizard Yveline yelled when he saw the dark brown stains on his body.
"Wizard Yveline, you've expelled all the toxins from your potions. From now on, all the potions you've taken will be as effective as the first time you took them!" Abel explained, of course, he knew what was going on.
"Abel, is there a place where I can wash up? I can't go out in public like this! "Wizard Yveline touched the dark brown stains on his face and yelled.
No servant could come in here, and Bartoli was at the hotel, so Abel led Wizard Yveline to the guest bathroom.
Luckily, Wizard Yveline had a portal bag and spare clothes. After half an hour of showering, he finally walked out of the bathroom with a new look.
During this time, Wizard Moreton and Wizard Murphy had been waiting for him outside of the bathroom. It seemed like they wanted to share the feeling of being reborn with Wizard Yveline. Abel quietly stood beside Wizard Moreton.
"I, Yveline, am alive again!" Wizard Yveline yelled as he walked out of the bathroom. It seemed like he wanted to throw away all the depression he had been feeling.
"Yveline, congratulations!" Wizard Moreton stepped up and hugged Wizard Yveline.
"Yveline, I wanted to hug you, but you are too dirty!" Wizard Murphy also stepped up and gave Wizard Yveline a tight hug. All 3 of them felt like they were about to burst into tears.
Abel didn't think his teacher Wizard Moreton, Wizard Murphy, and Wizard Yveline would have such a good relationship. Normally, wizards would rarely hug others, let alone another wizard. It was like they had let go of all their defenses and hugged a wizard as if it was their own life.
"I feel like I can level up very soon. I will catch up with you guys!" Wizard Yveline said with confidence.
"This is the Yveline I know. Our Yveline is back!" Wizard Moreton laughed. Wizard Yveline had become an official wizard at a very young age. Now that his injuries had healed, it was only a matter of time before he leveled up.
"Teacher, wizards, this is not the place to talk. Let's go to the meeting room!" Abel said on the side.
The 4 wizards were still standing outside of the bathroom. This was indeed not the place to talk, so the 4 of them returned to the meeting room.
"Teacher, I know you have become a rank 12 wizard. As your disciple, I have prepared a gift for you!" Said Abel as he took out a magic staff he just made from his portal bracelet and handed it to Wizard Moreton.
"Moreton, a magic staff from a Grandmaster Blacksmith. Let's see what kind of attribute it has." Wizard Murphy asked curiously as he looked at the magic staff.
"Yes, yes. I want to see if the magic staff Abel gave you is suitable for you. Murphy and I know what kind of spells you specialize in!" Said Wizard Yveline with a smile.
Wizard Morton took the magic staff. This was a brand new magic staff. The magic staff was surrounded by dense patterns. When he held it with his hand, he could feel that the thin patterns were just enough to make the surface of the magic staff not too slippery. At the top of the magic staff, there was a delicate yellow gem wrapped in a pattern made up of stretched precious metal strips. You could only vaguely see the delicate yellow gem.
"Abel, this must be the famous technique you used when you became a Grandmaster Blacksmith, the technique of attaching magic gems to the soul magic staff! I am so lucky to be able to see it with my own eyes! "Wizard Yveline sighed as he looked at the magic staff.
"Eh!" Wizard Moreton said softly. He realized this magic staff was very compatible with him. When he held it in his hand, it felt like a part of his body. This kind of feeling would only appear when the magic staff and the user's attributes had reached a certain level.
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