"Mr Hoffman, you must get to know these few young people. Alanna's Gryffindor, Nightfall City's Sarsen, Jarrosus' Felic …" The old man frowned at this point, and glanced at Mason, who was full of anticipation. "Yes, there's also Mason from Chevan City. These few young people are the cream of the crop in this trial." "Macklin, there's no need for introductions.
"Macklin, there's no need for introductions. How could I not have heard of the name of the top magic genius of Felan, Gryffindor? And this Mage Sarsen, there's no need for introductions. Their Nightfall City happens to be the neighbor of the Breezy Plains, and I've long heard that the Nightfall City Guild of Magic has produced an extraordinary talent. I didn't expect to see him here today …"
Hoffman was, after all, a businessman. Even if he said such pompous words of flattery, it did not feel fake at all. It was as if he was praising these young mages sincerely.
Although Gryffindor's smile was humble, his heart was filled with surprise. He did not expect Hoffman to have heard of his name. How could he not know who Hoffman was?
He was one of the decision-makers of the Glittergold Trade Union, and controlled almost half of the Glittergold Trade Union's business. His Conjurer level was as high as level-17. Even many Legendary powerhouses did not dare to provoke him.
The most unexpected thing was that this seemingly amiable fatty was actually a Master Pharmacist!
In the Felan Kingdom, how could Gryffindor not know what a Master Pharmacist meant? Even a person like his mentor would have to be wary of this amiable fatty. Gryffindor had never dreamed that his name as the number one magic genius of Felan would be so famous that even Hoffman had heard of it!
Gryffindor stood there, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.
Look, even Master Hoffman has heard of my name!
Gryffindor looked at Sarsen, and then at Mason and Lin Li. A sense of superiority arose in him. Look at you two. Don't you find it embarrassing to stand with us? A country bumpkin from Jarrosus and a trash from Chevan City actually dare to stand beside me and Sarsen?
Watch carefully …
When Mr. Hoffman says that he doesn't know you, you'll know what it means to be embarrassed …
"As for Mage Felic, there's no need to mention him …" When Hoffman looked at Lin Li, his chubby face broke into a warm smile.
"Yes, yes …" Lin Li knew it was going to be bad the moment he heard Hoffman speak. He did not care if it was polite or not, and immediately interrupted him. "I'm old acquaintances with Master Hoffman. I remember selling him a few piles of herbs when we were still in Jarrosus. How is it, Master Hoffman? The herbs I sold you the last time were not bad, right? It just so happens that I still have some with me. Do you want me to sell you some more? "
"Felic …" Macklin rolled his eyes. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This kid really knew how to touch a sore spot. Why didn't he look at the occasion and who he was talking to? How could he think of promoting herbs? What was wrong with this kid's brain?
As for Gryffindor, he could not help but sneer.
A country bumpkin would always be a country bumpkin. Did he think that selling a few piles of herbs to Master Hoffman would mean that they were friends? Why didn't he look at himself in the mirror? Did he deserve to be friends with Master Hoffman? Should I sell you some more? This fella really thought of something like this. How could such a thing be discussed in public?
Hoffman looked amiable and not scheming, but as one of the decision-makers of the Glittergold Trade Union, how could his ability to read people's expressions be comparable to that of an ordinary person? Seeing that Lin Li had interrupted him and brought up such a nonsensical matter, Hoffman immediately knew that this genius pharmacist who had shocked the entire Felan pharmaceutical industry definitely had something that he did not want others to know.
Hoffman did not hesitate, and continued Lin Li's words. "Uh … About this herb, let's talk about it next time, okay?"
"Sure, Master Hoffman, when are you free? Let's have a good talk."
How could Hoffman not understand when he heard this? A good talk was naturally about the potion formula. With this sentence, Hoffman immediately heaved a sigh of relief. As long as this genius pharmacist was willing to help, the problem of the potion formula in his hands would be completely solved.
Hoffman's chubby face was full of smiles. Just as he was about to invite Lin Li to have a good talk, Gryffindor stood up indignantly. "Mage Felic, please have some dignity. This is the Alanna Guild of Magic, not the black market of Jarrosus. If you want to promote your herbs, please go elsewhere. Don't disturb an esteemed guest like Master Hoffman."
Gryffindor's words were rather serious, and even raised the level of the guild's image. Even if Macklin had the intention to speak up for Lin Li, he could only sigh secretly. He hoped that this fella would not cause too much trouble …
"…" Hoffman stood there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Where did this fella come from? Did he take my polite words seriously? Did he really think that I had heard of his name for a long time, and now came to stand up for me with indignation …?
F * ck, do I need you to stand up for me? Do you really think that just because you're a little more powerful among the young, and others call you the number one magic genius in Felan, you're really the number one in Felan? If you mess up my business, I'll get someone to poison your food …
"Mage Gryffindor …" Lin Li was very calm, but there was some sarcasm in his voice. "What has this got to do with you?"
"What has it got to do with me?" Gryffindor laughed scornfully. When he looked at Lin Li, it was as if he was looking at a beggar. "Mage Felic, there's something I hope you're clear about. Master Hoffman is a guest invited by the guild. What's the meaning of you promoting herbs to him here? Are you trying to tell Master Hoffman that our guild can't even afford a little apprentice, and that we still need to rely on promoting herbs to make a living? "
"That's weird …" Lin Li looked around before asking Sarsen seriously, "Mage Sarsen, can you tell me if there's a rule in the guild that forbids apprentices from selling herbs during the trial?"
"This …" Sarsen was embarrassed by Lin Li's question. After thinking about it seriously, he shook his head and said, "No."
"How is it, Mage Gryffindor? Did you hear me clearly?"
"Mage Felic!" Gryffindor's face turned pale, and his voice rose a few octaves. "Now, as a deacon of the guild, I order you to stop your senseless promotion and apologize to Master Hoffman immediately. Then … go back to the dungeon to await your punishment!"
Even Macklin was stunned when he heard that.
He had never thought that Gryffindor would abuse the authority of the guild's military police. Indeed, Gryffindor did have the status of a deacon, and he did have the authority to arrest an apprentice and send him to the dungeon. However, how could Felic be an ordinary apprentice? His importance to the guild could not be compared to Gryffindor, not to mention an ordinary apprentice. The key to Osric's mausoleum would fall into the hands of Gryffindor after half a year. It would all depend on his mood. Was Gryffindor crazy to arrest him and send him to the dungeon?
Moreover …
Could the dungeon be used casually? That was the treatment that only traitors of the guild could enjoy. Was Gryffindor crazy to become a traitor just because he was promoting some herbs?
"Gryffindor." When Macklin spoke, his face had already darkened. "Don't forget that Felic is my trial apprentice. With me here, it's not your turn to arrest him and send him to the dungeon, right?"
"Mr Macklin, although I have always respected you, I have to say this time. You should really discipline this apprentice of yours." Gryffindor's tone was stiff. The anger that had been accumulated from the beginning had finally exploded at this moment.
Damned Jarrosus country bumpkin. Not only did he not respect me, but he also dares to destroy the guild's image. If I don't kill you this time, I'm not Gryffindor!
"You're really worrying about nothing. Master Hoffman did not even say anything. Why are you so agitated …" Lin Li pursed his lips. He did not respect the steward at all.
"Since that's the case, let Master Hoffman decide …" This time, Gryffindor did not object. Anyway, he thought that this was an internal matter of the Guild of Magic, and Hoffman did not have much of a relationship with this fella. Since he had already made things so clear, Hoffman would most likely turn a blind eye to it. He would not express any opinion and allow Gryffindor to send this fella to the dungeon.
Honestly speaking, Gryffindor had guessed half of it correctly.
Both of them had only met twice. Indeed, they did not have much of a relationship. However, the bad thing was that Hoffman did not want that to happen. He really wanted to be friends with this genius pharmacist …
Almost as soon as Gryffindor finished speaking, Hoffman enthusiastically extended an invitation. "Mage Felic, I'm very interested in your batch of herbs. How about this, I know a good tavern from here. Since we still have time, let's go over and talk about it in detail?"
Gryffindor was instantly dumbfounded when he heard that …
He had never thought that this would be the outcome. The dignified Master Hoffman actually wanted to buy herbs from a country bumpkin from Jarrosus …
Bloody hell, this is ridiculous!
What kind of herbs could grow in a poor and remote place like Jarrosus? Could there really be some special herbs that could catch the eye of a Master Pharmacist like Hoffman? F * ck, I really don't know what kind of luck this fella has. He actually managed to befriend someone like Hoffman with a bunch of herbs.
If I knew it would be so easy, I would have gone to the black market before returning. What if I bought some rare herbs? Wouldn't I be the one befriending Master Hoffman now? 'Miscalculation, I've really miscalculated this time. It's only a matter of a few tens of millions of gold coins to buy some rare herbs, but in exchange for the friendship of a Potion Master, I actually foolishly missed out on such a profitable business …
Gryffindor stood there in a daze. At that moment, his emotions were extremely complicated.
"I haven't eaten yet!" No one would have thought that Lin Li would actually say such a sentence. There was no trace of politeness at all. That matter-of-fact attitude made even Mason, who was at the side, want to kick him.
"…" As for Macklin, he almost fell to the ground.
He was convinced, Macklin was really convinced this time …
In the entire Felan Kingdom, this fella was probably the only one who dared to ask for a meal when Hoffman was treating him to a drink. F * ck, he was really a glutton …
"Alright, alright, alright, then let's eat … Let's eat …" Hoffman did not care whether Lin Li ate or drank. As long as he could sit down and have a chat with this genius pharmacist and finalize the deal for that formula, Hoffman would find a way to get it for him even if he wanted to eat the moon in the sky.
"Alright." Lin Li then revealed a satisfied smile, and nodded his head arrogantly. Before he left the guild hall, he even looked at Gryffindor provocatively, and muttered in a voice that could only be heard by Gryffindor, "What a busybody …"
"You …" Gryffindor felt the veins on his forehead throbbing a few times. When he was about to lose his temper, that fella had already brought his useless teammate out of the guild hall with Hoffman.
After coming out of the guild hall, Hoffman invited the two of them to his luxurious carriage with a face full of hospitality. He specially instructed the coachman to bring them to the best hotel in Alanna.
With his current wealth, of course, it was impossible for him to entertain a guest in a small restaurant. Furthermore, this was not an ordinary guest, but a genius pharmacist who had shocked the entire pharmaceutical industry in the Felan Kingdom. It would not be too much to entertain such a guest, no matter how high the standard was.
Once they got on the carriage, Hoffman asked with anticipation, "Oh, yes, Master Felic. Have you considered the matter that I mentioned to you previously?"
"Sure." This time, Lin Li was very straightforward.
He had no choice. When they were in the guild hall just now, Hoffman was indeed very cooperative. Just based on this alone, Lin Li could be considered to have owed him a favor. Moreover, the Book of Ten Thousand Incantations was indeed a good item. Even a Legendary powerhouse like Andoine could not help but covet it. If he could get his hands on it, even if he could not use it himself, he could use it to show his filial piety to Andoine. After all, the old man had taught him so much, but he had never repaid him.
"That's great!" Hoffman immediately perked up. Without another word, he took out a crystal card from his pocket. "Master Felic, this is also a VIP card of the Glittergold Bank. There are a million gold coins in it. You can withdraw it from any Glittergold Bank. This is a small token of appreciation, please accept it."
"Then …" Lin Li thought for a while, and took the crystal card. "Then, I won't stand on ceremony."
"Of course, of course …" Hoffman's face was full of smiles, and his fat face was almost dripping with oil. There was finally hope to solve the problem that had troubled him for a few months. If the potion in the formula was concocted, it would immediately bring a hundredfold profit to the Glittergold Bank. What was a million gold coins and a Book of Ten Thousand Mantras?
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