Abel was led to a guest room by Steward Jonah. He was not satisfied with this place. He needed a place to live alone, but Count Hutt was busy.
He was going to ask Count Hutt to prepare an identity for him after he was done with his work.
"Mr. Bennett, dinner is ready. Young Master Hutt wants to invite you to dinner!" Steward Jonah knocked on Abel's door and said to Abel.
Abel followed Steward Jonah to the dining room. It was a dining room that could fit 20 people, but Count Hutt was the only one waiting for him.
"Mr. Bennett, I'm so sorry I couldn't invite you to dinner until now!" Count Hutt stood up and bowed.
"Count Hutt, what's wrong?" Abel couldn't help but ask when he saw Count Hutt's pale face. He was not as excited as he was when he came back.
"The potion making failed!" Count Hutt said as if he had lost all his energy.
"Even a master alchemist failed?" Abel asked in confusion, thinking about that Master Muir he was talking about.
Abel was the only master alchemist in the Holy Continent. He didn't know the success rate of a master alchemist, but he had never failed before.
"Master Muir said he would definitely succeed, but he failed. I'm afraid my father won't be able to hold on for more than a few days!" Count Hutt didn't have anyone to talk to, so he had no choice but to tell Abel everything he wanted to say.
"Count Hutt, is Duke Bart poisoned?" Abel asked.
"Yes, my father was poisoned somehow. I've asked a few elite potion makers to take a look. In the end, they gave me the formula for the blood strengthening grass!" Count Hutt lowered his voice.
"Count Hutt, I want to make a deal with you. I'll help you save Duke Bart. I need a recognized identity!" Abel thought for a moment and said.
Curing poison was easy for Abel, but he had helped Count Hutt a few times. He needed to make his request clear.
"Mr. Bennett, can you save my father?" Count Hutt couldn't help but stand up and ask in excitement.
"Count Hutt, I'm also a master alchemist. I know a lot about detoxification!" Abel lowered his voice.
"Mr. Bennett, please save my father. I'll agree to all your conditions!" Count Hutt no longer cared about Abel's request. As long as he could save Duke Bardy, the Langley Family would be able to maintain their current status. Anything Abel said would not be a problem.
Abel took out a bottle of dark antidote from his portal bag and gave it to Count Hutt, "Give this to Duke Bart!"
Count Hutt stepped up and took the antidote. The black liquid made him hesitate, but he knew this might be his only chance to save Duke Bart. He clenched his teeth and held the antidote tightly. He then bowed to Abel and said, "Mr. Abel, please forgive me. I can't join you for dinner!"
"As you wish, Count Hutt," Abel said with a smile.
After dinner, Abel went back to his room to rest. Meanwhile, Count Hutt was looking at Duke Bardy happily in the master bedroom of the castle.
"Father, are you alright?" Count Hutt's voice was filled with excitement. He could see the grey color on Duke Bardy's face had disappeared. His face had returned to normal.
"What kind of potion is this? I feel so relaxed after drinking it!" Duke Bardy couldn't help but be curious. He knew how deeply he was poisoned. That bone-deep feeling of helplessness and pain all disappeared as soon as he drank the potion.
"Mr. Bennett gave it to me. He didn't tell me what kind of potion it was!" Count Hutt thought back. He was in such a rush that he didn't even ask what kind of potion it was.
"You're still so impatient!" Duke Marty shook his head with a smile.
Seeing the smile on Duke Bardy's face, Count Hutt almost shed tears of joy. He knew what kind of pain his father had been enduring.
"Father, Mr. Bennett wants a recognized identity!" Count Hutt suddenly remembered Abel's request.
"Is there something wrong with this Bennett Druil? How come he doesn't even have an identity?" Duke Bardy couldn't help but frown.
"Father, it shouldn't be a problem. According to Mr. Bennett himself, he is also a master alchemist. Although we don't know where he came from, if he really is a master alchemist, there shouldn't be a problem!" Count Hutt smiled.
"Master alchemist?" Duke Bardy was caught off guard, but he soon remembered that potion. It couldn't be a normal potion. Only a master alchemist could make something like that.
"He saved you and me. Let's do our best to help him. Let's hope we didn't do the wrong thing!" Duke Bardy lowered his voice with determination flashing in his eyes.
"Then I'll arrange it tomorrow. What are you going to do about the governor?" Count Hutt asked again.
"Governor Angelo has been in this position for too long. I will discuss it with a few old friends. Angelo should take a rest!" Duke Buddy said in a deep voice as a cold light flashed in his eyes.
His poisoning almost cost him his son and his family. The Langley family needed to show their fangs.
The next afternoon, Abel sat in the guest seat in the dining hall. Duke Bardy had almost fully recovered. It was obvious he had been in a high position for a long time.
However, he still had a relaxed smile on his face. Count Hutt was also in a good mood.
"Duke Bardy, please wait!" Abel stopped Duke Bardy when he was about to pour some spices into the soup.
When Duke Buddy was pouring the spices into the soup, Abel's sharp sense of smell picked up something strange. There was a very subtle poisonous element presence that Duke Buddy was pouring into the soup.
"Master Bennett, what's wrong?" Duke Bardy stopped and asked in confusion.
"Duke Bardy, I think I know how you got poisoned!" Abel pointed at the spices in his hand and said.
Duke Bardy's expression changed. He looked at the seasoning bottle in his hand. It was his hobby to add spices to his soup. He liked the spices that were passed down from the human nobles. His taste buds had deteriorated due to his age, so he could enjoy them even more.
Only the elves closest to him knew about this habit. If there was a problem with the spices, it meant an elf in his family had betrayed them.
"Master Bennett, are you sure?" Count Hutt asked again. He knew how serious the problem was.
"Count Hutt, I'm a master alchemist. Poison, no matter how subtle, cannot escape my nose!" Abel was not offended by Count Hutt's distrust. He was a noble, too. He knew what it was like to be poisoned.
Elves who could eat noble food were all servants of the Lenny Family who had worked for them for at least 10 years. The servants of the Lenny Family were trained since they were young, so their loyalty was not to be trusted.
"Druid Bennett, thank you very much for your help. I've already arranged your identity, and I've even prepared a mansion for you. Also, I have something special to thank you for, but it'll take a while. I hope you're satisfied with what I've prepared for you now!" Duke Bardy pushed his plate away and smiled as if nothing had happened.
He then nodded to Count Hutt, and Count Hutt handed over an identity card filled with patterns to Abel. He also handed over a contract to Abel.
"Duke Bardy, Count Hutt, thank you!" Abel looked at the identity card in his hand with satisfaction. It was an elite Druil identity card that was guaranteed by the Lenny Family.
The title of Duke was considered a very high noble title in any empire. Moreover, the New Asia Empire of the Elves was a special empire. It was not like other empires that were affiliated to large organizations.
The New Asia Kingdom was an important part of the elves. It was a large Druil organization formed by the elves.
The identity card made by Duke Bardy could be approved by the Wizard Union. If Abel wanted to use the teleportation circle in the future, he would be able to use this identity card to teleport. All the teleportation information would be changed to Druil Bennett.
"I'll be going now!" Abel knew Duke Bardy needed to take care of some family business, so he stood up and said goodbye.
"Steward, help me send Mr. Bennett down!" Count Hutt yelled towards the door.
Count Hutt paid attention to the way he addressed Abel. He couldn't let his identity as a master alchemist get exposed. Otherwise, there would be a traitor in the Lenny Family.
As Steward Jonah bowed, Abel left the Lenny Family. He summoned a mad wolf and headed towards the mansion on the contract.
It was a mansion. Although it was not located in the best location, it was still filled with nobles.
As soon as Abel arrived at the door, a professional steward was waiting for him. This steward named Eden had already received orders from Count Hutt to welcome Abel.
Under the guidance of Steward Eden, Abel was given a tour of the mansion. He also saw the 3 half-elves in the mansion.
He was very satisfied with this mansion. He felt like he could settle down here and consolidate his power. Then, he could continue to explore the Dark World.
Just like most mansions, this mansion also had a basement. It was where all kinds of fruits and wine were stored. The owner of this mansion even built a wine tasting room here.
Abel turned this wine tasting room into his training room. He didn't really need to do much. All he did was remove all the furniture and decorations, leaving an empty room.
He set up a defense circle, a barrier circle, and a mana gathering circle in the room. Afterward, the training room was completed.
The days passed by peacefully, and Abel returned to his normal training. However, the chaos in Bay Law City had just begun after he saved Duke Bardy.
Duke Bardy's recovery had put Governor Angelo in a difficult position. The Harmon Family was also being hunted down by the Lenny Family.
Then it was revealed that Governor Angelo had threatened the servants of the Lenny Family to poison Duke Bardi. This forced the Harmon Family to give up Governor Angelo, and this governor of Bay Law City was stripped of all his positions. All he had left was an empty title.
The Lenny Family's victory did not affect Abel at all. He was already tired of this kind of power struggle in the Holy Continent, so he returned to his normal routine of reading books during the day and training in the Dark World at night.
However, some troubles could not be avoided just because he wanted to. Just when he thought everything had calmed down, a visitor came to his mansion on his 6th day in Bay Law City.
"Master, the prestigious Master Muir is here to visit you!" Steward Eden seemed to be shocked. His normally serious face was now filled with shock as he bowed to Abel.
Abel was surprised to hear Master Muir's visit, so he lowered his voice, "Tell them to prepare some juice. I'll go out and greet them!"
As a Master Alchemist himself, of course, he knew how difficult it was to become a Master Alchemist. He should maintain the proper respect for a Master Alchemist, so he decided to greet him to show his respect.
"Welcome, the prestigious Master Muir!" Abel smiled and bowed when he saw Master Muir in his elven robe.
Master Muir did not respond. Instead, he began to study Abel. Abel's energy was too young, too young. As a Master Alchemist, he could clearly sense the energy of a newborn baby on Abel.
However, the person in front of him was an adult elf, and he was at least a rank 17 druid. This strange feeling made him speechless for a while.
Ever since Abel's life force was injected into him by the oak tree, his lifespan was reset. Anyone with a certain level of power would be able to sense it.
"You are the Bennett Druil?" Master Muir asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I am Bennett. Let's talk inside. I've already asked the steward to prepare some juice!" Abel smiled and made an inviting gesture.
Master Muir bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, Druid Bennett. I'm sorry."
Abel could tell this Master Muir did not have any bad intentions. He thought about the antidote. It was probably because he helped Duke Bart detoxify that he caught Master Muir's attention.
Master Muir came to visit because of the antidote. As soon as he heard Duke Bart's poison was cured, he immediately went to Duke Bart to ask why.
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