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Chapter 910

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Duke Bardy didn't tell Master Muir about Abel's whereabouts immediately. He was in the middle of dealing with Magistrate Angelo, so he didn't want to expose Abel's whereabouts. This was one of the conditions he agreed to.

After Governor Angelo was punished, Duke Bart could no longer reject Master Muir. Therefore, he told Master Muir about Abel.

Master Muir played a part in taking down Governor Angelo, so it was hard for Duke Bart to reject his request.

Abel and Master Muir sat in the guest seat in the living room. Steward Eden served them juice.

"Druil Bennett, according to Duke Bart, you are a master potion maker?" Master Muir did not beat around the bush and asked directly.

Abel knew it, but he had already decided to use his identity as a master alchemist to get some benefits from the elves. The elves had a lot of benefits, especially the master level potion commission. It would allow the master alchemist pattern in his body to grow.

Of course, he could even use the light gems as a condition for making potions, but he had to have enough confidence to succeed. This was not a problem for Abel.

"Yes, I am a master alchemist!" Abel unleashed the energy of his master alchemist rune and said.

The energy of a master alchemist rune would not lie. Almost every official potion maker could recognize it.

However, Master Muir did not notice the difference between the master alchemist Abel was talking about and the master potion maker he was talking about. Normally, the elves would call them the same.

"Master Bennett, I'm here today to ask you how you cured Duke Bart's strange poison." Master Muir was a direct alchemist. He asked as soon as he confirmed Abel's identity.

"It's a special antidote from my alchemy heritage. It's too bad the main ingredient went extinct long ago. I only have a few bottles left!" Abel said half-truthfully.

That antidote was indeed his alchemy inheritance from the Dark World. Now that the Dark World had become his personal world, it wasn't wrong to say that it was his alchemy inheritance.

The main ingredient of the antidote could only be found in the Dark World. It would be impossible to make it on the Central Continent even if he made the recipe public.

"Too bad!" Master Muir shook his head helplessly. He had a lot of ancient recipes in his hands, and they were all very powerful. But since the materials were all extinct, he couldn't make them.

"Master Muir, why did the medicine made from the Blood Forbidding Grass fail?" Abel thought about the antidote that he was going to make for Duke Bardi. Due to Master Muir's carelessness, Duke Bardi was almost killed.

Before he met Master Muir, he thought it was a problem with Master Muir's skills.... or maybe Master Muir was a master alchemist by honor, just like the other master alchemist masters in the Holy Continent.

However, after seeing Master Muir and sensing the Master Alchemist Rune on his body, Abel knew that he had been a Master Alchemist for many years.

How could a master like this make a mistake when he was so confident? It would be very bad for his reputation.

"Master Bennett, don't mention it. One of the ingredients was soaked in the gloomy water, and it lost its effect!" Master Muir heard Abel's question and said angrily.

The gloomy water was a solution for cleaning ingredients. It could remove the impurities on the surface, but it couldn't be soaked for too long. That would cause a difference in the potency between the inside and the surface of the ingredients.

It was just like a 500-year-old medicinal herb. In the process of refining medicine, the medicinal herbs only had a ten-year medicinal effect, and all the matching materials had a 500-year medicinal effect. This would cause the refining process to have an imbalance of energy, which would eventually lead to failure.

"Duke Bart's enemy is really unscrupulous!" Abel sighed helplessly. At the same time, he felt sorry for Master Muir.

Master Muir's reputation would be greatly affected if he failed to make such an important potion. In the future, if anyone wanted to make a life-saving potion like this, they would have to think about it.

"Angelo has paid the price!" Master Muir clenched his teeth.

The main reason he helped the Langley family to attack Governor Angelo was because of this. A master potion maker failed because of the ingredients, and he was confident in making a life-saving potion.

Abel shook his head. He already knew what happened to Governor Angelo. The consequences of angering a master potion maker were very serious.

"Master Bennett, when are you going to the potion maker union to get a master potion maker certification? Master Nolan has been in the union recently. She and I will do it together. It will be a lot faster!" Master Muir suddenly changed the topic and asked Abel.

"Master Muir, I'll have to trouble you then!" Abel smiled and said.

"Master Bennett, I'll go back and contact Master Nolan right away and organize a certification as soon as possible!" Master Muir stood up and said.

… …..

In the Harmon Family, Marquis Angelo was sitting in the parlor with a gloomy face. He had been removed from his position as a consul by the Queen, and even his fief had been taken back. All he had left was an empty marquis title.

However, that did not mean Marquis Angelo was done for. The Harmon family behind him was still one of the oldest families in the New Asia Kingdom. Although they had lost a lot because of him, they still had a lot of history.

He no longer had any intention to go against the Langley family. Duke Bart had caught him in the act, and the power of the two families in the New Asia Kingdom had been flipped around.

For the time being, he no longer had any thoughts of revenge against the Langley family. However, he was still very angry at Abel for being involved in this. Especially since he just learned that Abel had provided the antidote to Duke Bart.

"I can't do anything to the Langley family, but I can't do anything to an elite Druil with no background!" Marquis Angelo mumbled to himself. He then yelled to the outside, "Steward, bring the Hays Druil here!"

"Yes, Master!" The steward's voice came, followed by footsteps.

Marquis Angelo waited for an hour and drank 2 cups of coffee. However, the Hays Druil was still nowhere to be seen. He stood up and quickly walked out of the guest room.

"Steward, why isn't the Hays Druil here yet?" Marquis Angelo frowned and scolded the steward who just came back alone.

"Mr. Hays Druil said he needs to go into seclusion for a while. He doesn't have time to come!" The steward carefully looked at Marquis Angelo and whispered.

"What?" Marquis Angelo was furious. He knew this was just an excuse. He had lost his power, and he no longer had a say in the family. That was why the Hays Druil didn't give him face.

He quickly walked back to the guest room. He didn't want to get angry in the yard. Otherwise, his embarrassment would spread throughout the family.

He walked to the table and picked up the coffee cup. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He slammed the coffee cup on the ground.

The wooden coffee cup bounced a few times on the ground and rolled to the side. Marquis Angelo couldn't help but let out a long sigh. If he didn't have the help of his family, he wouldn't be able to mess with the Bennett Druil.

A rank 17 Druil was not something a marquis who had just lost his power and was neglected by his family could deal with.

However, he also knew that the Bennett Druil couldn't hurt him. Although he had lost his power, he was still protected by the Harmon family.

"Although I can't hurt you directly, I can still annoy you a little!" Marquis Angelo laughed coldly. He had an idea.

… …..

Master Muir rushed back to the potion maker union excitedly. However, he didn't immediately go back to his private potion making room. Instead, he went to visit Master Potion Maker Laura.

"Master Laura, Master Laura, are you there?" Master Muir knocked on the door of Master Nolan's alchemy room with a lot of force. The elves who passed by couldn't help but look over. However, when they saw that it was Master Muir, they didn't care about a master potion maker.

"Master Muir, my ingredients. You made me waste a portion of my ingredients!" Master Laura pulled open the door and lowered her voice.

Master Laura was one of the rare female master potion makers. Although the elves had a high proportion of females in the Druil system, she was still the only female master potion maker among the 3 elves.

"I'll compensate you for those ingredients. I have something important to tell you!" Master Muir waved his hand.

"Master Muir, what is more important than my potion making?" Master Laura was in a bad mood. Anyone who was interrupted in the middle of making potions would feel like this.

"Our potion maker union will have a new master potion maker!" Master Muir raised his voice.

"What? Which elite potion maker got promoted? " Master Laura was stunned. She thought of a lot of names, but she couldn't pinpoint who it was.

"It's not a member of the union, but I've already sent him an invitation. He agreed to come to the union for the certification!" Master Muir said proudly.

"Master Muir, did he trick you?" Master Laura looked at Master Muir like he was an idiot.

The potion maker union was the largest potion maker organization in the Central Continent. Other than some large potion makers, almost all potion makers were members.

It was impossible for a master potion maker to appear out of nowhere.

"Master Laura, I've already sensed his master alchemy pattern. Is he not a master potion maker but a master metallurgist?" Master Muir jumped up and yelled.

After Master Nolan heard this, she couldn't help but become silent. Master Potion Masters were still possible, but Master Metallurgists were a joke. The dwarves had a lot of advanced metallurgists, but they didn't have a Master Metallurgists yet.

Although both master potion makers and master metallurgist were branches of master alchemists, and they both had master alchemy patterns, their research direction was different.

Although it was hard to become a master potion maker, the elves had a holy object that could increase the chances of becoming a master potion maker. Although the increase was not much, at least there were 3 master potion makers in the potion maker union.

Of course, there was another reason why elite potion makers could become a master potion maker. Although the ingredients for a master potion maker's potion were rare, it was not impossible to find them.

However, a master metallurgist was different. An elite metallurgist was the pinnacle of a metallurgist, and there were not many ingredients for them to become a master metallurgist.

"What's the name of that master potion maker?" Master Laura asked suspiciously.

"Master Bennett, a young elven Druil!" Master Muir smiled.

"What? Master Bennett! " Master Nolan's eyes lit up like a fan hearing her idol's name. She yelled out loud. "Hey, Master Nolan!

"Master Laura, what is it? You know Master Bennett? "Master Muir was caught off guard. He saw the excitement on Master Laura's face and couldn't help but ask.

"It must be him. It can't be so coincidental. He came to the Central Continent!" Master Laura mumbled to herself in excitement.

Although the Central Continent did not have much contact with the subcontinent, there were still some important news that would be sent over. Of course, Master Muir was not interested in this news.

If it was just normal news, Master Laura would not be interested. However, after she tried a few bottles of potion from the Holy Continent, she began to worship this master potion maker named Bennett like crazy.

With the most common ingredients, he could make potions that were almost miraculous. Most importantly, all of his potions were specially made for female elves.

"Lotion, conditioner, elven perfume." These 3 potions were unforgettable. They made her look a lot younger. However, the cost of using the super teleportation circle was too high, and the elves only had a small supply of these potions in the Holy Continent. Therefore, her skin slowly returned to its original state.

This was simply unbearable for a female elf. She took a small portion of the 'lotion' and 'conditioner' and analyzed it. She wanted to derive their formula and replicate their effects.

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