This bottle of Void Power Potion caused the entire Pharmacists Guild to be immersed in joy. Balbo even announced on the spot that the Pharmacists Guild would be hosting a grand celebration banquet tonight, and hoped that all the pharmacists present would attend.
After announcing this, Balbo walked out of the guild's pharmaceutical lab with a face full of smiles.
Then, he got Old Grimm to come over.
"Burnside …" Balbo sat on the chair, and after thinking for a long time, he suddenly said, "I think I should talk to Felic."
"When?"
"Tonight's banquet."
Old Grimm was a little hesitant. "Isn't this too hasty?"
"We can't not be hasty …" Balbo stood up, and paced around the room twice. His expression was unusually agitated. "I'm also forced into a corner. You saw it in the pharmaceutical lab just now, right? When that bunch of bastards looked at Felic, they were no different from a pack of hungry wolves. If we don't act quickly, this young genius will be snatched away sooner or later. By then, it will be too late for regrets! "
"Which bunch of bastards …"
"Who else could it be …" Balbo pouted, and stretched out his fingers to count. "Fatty Hoffman, dead man Sendros, Prince Lionheart Johnathan, Archbishop Englos, and yes, there's also Assassin Chief Oro. Aren't they the bunch of bastards who deserve to be sliced a thousand times?"
"You mean, they're also interested in Felic?"
"Nonsense. Think about it yourself. Hoffman has the Glittergold Trade Union behind him, Sendros has the Darkness Shrine behind him, Mograine has the Brilliance Shrine behind him, and Oro has the Crimson Moon in his hands. There's also Johnathan, that little bastard. He's the biological brother of His Majesty the King. The forces behind them are all full of ambition. Who wouldn't want to have a genius pharmacist like Felic in their hands?"
"Sigh, I really regret it this time. Why didn't I listen to you back then? If I had acted earlier, wouldn't everything be fine now?" At the mention of this, Balbo's face was full of grief. "Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now. If I'm not wrong, Felic's pharmaceutical standards have already reached the Master-level. Think about it, a pharmaceutics Master who's not even 20 years old. How terrifying is that?"
"Indeed …" Old Grimm couldn't help but nod at the thought of the young mage's pharmaceutical standards.
"So, we can't wait any longer, Burnside. This time, we have to pull him into the Pharmacists Guild." Balbo stood up from his chair fiercely. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. "At all costs!"
This time, even Old Grimm could not help but be moved. He had known Balbo for a few decades, but he had never seen Balbo so determined in these few decades. Old Grimm hesitated for a while before asking, "Then, what you mean is …"
"The Book of Ten Thousand Laws."
"What the hell …" Old Grimm was suddenly stunned.
"Listen to me first …" Balbo pulled a chair over and gestured for Old Grimm to sit down first. "I know the preciousness of the Book of Ten Thousand Laws better than you. Using it to exchange for a pharmaceutics Master might seem like a loss, but Burnside, don't you forget that this pharmaceutics Master is only 20 years old. With his current talent, I dare to guarantee that within 10 years, he will definitely break through to the guru realm. At that time, not to mention one Book of Ten Thousand Laws, even if it's 100 books, he won't even take a second look. Burnside, this is our last chance. If we miss this chance, I'm afraid we'll have to pay a hundred times the price in the future …"
"You've really decided?"
"Yes." Balbo nodded heavily.
"Alright, I'll help you find a chance during the banquet to let you talk to Felic alone."
"Oh, yes, Burnside, you just said that Felic needs some Leaf of the Origin Tree?"
"Yes, looking at his expression at that time, he seemed to be in a hurry …" After Old Grimm finished speaking, he looked at Balbo with some suspicion. "Why, do you really intend to think of a solution in this aspect? Balbo, I have to advise you on this matter. This kid's character has always been amenable to coaxing but not coercion. If you intend to use the Leaf of the Origin Tree to threaten him, it's better to dispel this idea as soon as possible. Don't shed all pretense of cordiality before you succeed. How are you going to greet Andoine in the future? "
"No, no, no …" Balbo shook his head. "Don't worry, I won't be so impulsive. To a pharmaceutics Master, the Leaf of the Origin Tree is nothing. How about this, Burnside, when the banquet starts, help me bring some Leaf of the Origin Tree to him. Don't mention anything about buying it, just say that it's a greeting gift from me. Anyway, other than being a little rare, it's not that precious. It's quite suitable to use it to give him a favor."
…
The Pharmacists Guild had indeed spent a lot of effort on this banquet. It was grand and grand. Almost all the pharmacists at the gathering had come as promised. The only two who were absent were Amman and his disciple, who had left in the afternoon.
Amman was a smart person. Once the gathering ended in the afternoon, he went to look for Balbo and said that he had some urgent matters at the Thunder City Guild of Magic that he had to rush back to settle. He would not be attending the banquet at night …
Balbo curled his lips. He thought to himself, I can't wait for you to not attend. This banquet was originally prepared for Felic's victory. If you and your disciple came, wouldn't you be making things difficult for others …
Of course, his face was still plastered with smiles. After saying a few hypocritical words, he went along with the flow and allowed them to leave. As for whether or not they had returned to Thunder City, only a ghost would know.
When Lin Li walked into the banquet hall, there were already many people seated inside. A group of waiters were holding trays and serving exquisite food. The glasses of wine reflected a dreamy glow under the gorgeous lights. Those familiar pharmacists were still chatting in groups of twos and threes, just like in the guild hall in the morning. The only difference was that this time, every pharmacist who saw Lin Li would stand up from afar and greet this young man who had shocked the entire Pharmacists Guild passionately.
"Good evening, Master Felic."
"Master Felic, do you have time for a chat?"
The group of pharmacists did not feel awkward addressing a young man in his twenties as a "master". Even the most arrogant person had to admit that based on the pharmaceutical standards that this young man had displayed in the afternoon, he was definitely worthy of the word "master".
Moreover, everyone believed that the word "Master" would be changed to "Guru" in a few years' time …
"How is it, Master Felic? How do you feel?" The master and disciple sat in a corner. Andoine would occasionally greet the people he was familiar with, and occasionally take the time to ask a question.
"I don't feel much …" Lin Li scratched his head, and said helplessly, "I feel like I'm being watched."
"Hehe …" Andoine laughed, and retracted his gaze from afar. "That's normal. You'll get used to it after some time."
"I hope so."
"Oh, yes, Felic." The two chatted for a while, and Andoine suddenly remembered something. "Hoffman came to look for me at the gathering in the afternoon."
"Hoffman?" Lin Li tilted his head and thought for a while. Then, he remembered. "Oh, you mean that fatty?"
"Yes, it's fatty Hoffman. He asked me to bring you a message. He said that he has a few questions in pharmaceutics that he wants to ask you. If you can help him solve them, he's willing to give you the Book of Ten Thousand Incantations."
"What is the Book of Ten Thousand Incantations?"
"Good stuff!"
"…"
"It's true. I'm not lying to you this time. The Book of Ten Thousand Incantations is really good stuff!" When Andoine said this, his expression was unusually serious. "The Book of Ten Thousand Incantations is one of the treasures passed down from the Dark Age. Its previous owner was the famous Highlord Osric. It was said that when Osric led the Magic Legion on an expedition into the Abyss, he took it from the palace of a Greater Demon. I don't know how it ended up in the hands of fatty Hoffman. Don't be fooled by that fatty's wretched appearance, and he doesn't seem to be very strong. I told him that he's really famous in the Breezy Plains. He's one of the shareholders of the Glittergold Trade Union. He's the kind that no one dares to provoke. What does he rely on? It's the Book of Ten Thousand Incantations. If you can really get it, you'll be able to do whatever you want even in the Breezy Plains."
"So powerful?"
"It's that powerful." At the mention of the Book of Ten Thousand Incantations, even Andoine was moved. "It's a pity that when Osric attacked the Abyss, he took a total of two books. One was the Book of Ten Thousand Incantations, and the other was the Book of Ten Thousand Spells. Although fatty Hoffman was lucky, he only got one. If he had both books at the same time, I'm afraid even I might not be his match …"
"Then why did Hoffman take it out?"
"How would I know …" Andoine pursed his lips and pointed at the fatty who was toasting everywhere like a butterfly. "If you want to know, why don't you just ask him?"
"You mean, you agree for me to talk to him?"
"Yes." Andoine nodded. "It doesn't matter if you talk to him. Anyway, you don't have too many flaws other than stirring up trouble. You're also unbelievably smart. I've never worried that you'll be at a disadvantage in such matters. Anyway, you can decide what to do when the time comes."
"Then when I'm free, I'll talk to him …"
"Oh yes, after the banquet, don't be in a hurry to return to the Guild of Magic."
"Why?"
"Because I suddenly thought of a way to increase my magic power in a short period of time. I'm going to try it on someone …"
"…"
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