"Not putting the customers in their eyes!"
Such a huge accusation didn't leave any way out for the Gilded Rose.
The uproar caused by the Twin Moons Splendor's alchemy exhibition was comparable to that of the Hope Potion. Almost everyone knew that the Berserk Blood Potion could be said to be tailor-made for Swordsmen. The formidable power of the Berserk Blood Potion would allow a Swordsman to ignore the difference in ranks and have the power to contend against a Great Swordsman.
Moreover, the Berserk Blood Potion had already been mass-produced.
One Swordsman might not be a big deal, and ten Swordsmen might barely be enough, but a hundred Swordsmen, two hundred Swordsmen … When they drank the Berserk Blood Potion, the sudden burst of power would be enough to make a High Mage feel numb.
At this time, even the harshest onlookers had no choice but to admit that the effect of the Berserk Blood Potion was very powerful.
At this time, many people were secretly worried for the Gilded Rose.
Their gazes fell on Faleau's face at the same time.
Everyone wanted to know how this young Alchemist, who had just made Hawkins lose face, would react this time.
"I've naturally heard of the famous Berserk Blood Potion, but Great Alchemist Hawkins, the exchange of skills you mentioned might have to wait a bit …" Faleau still had a smile on his face as he led Hauss out of the crowd. Under everyone's gazes, they walked to the center of the lobby.
"Because the Gilded Rose will be holding an alchemy exhibition. The content of the exhibition will also be two potions, one called the Meditation Potion, and the other called the Dragon Strength Potion!"
Just as Faleau's voice fell, the hall exploded with a loud "boom".
The Gilded Rose was actually holding an alchemy exhibition?
Many of the people present had participated in the previous alchemy exhibition and had personally witnessed the sensation caused by the Hope Potion in Thousand Sails City. They originally thought that no matter how strong the Gilded Rose's foundation was, it would take a long time for the next alchemy exhibition.
After all, the development and research of potioneering often took years. Only the former Flashing Gold chamber of commerce would be able to release a new potion every year.
But how long had it been? One month? Two months?
"Alchemist Faleau, can I ask, what are the effects of the Meditation Potion and the Dragon Strength Potion? Also, can you introduce their authors?" Just as Faleau finished speaking, someone couldn't help but ask. This was truly big news …
This trip was truly worth it. Not only did he get to see a shameless Great Alchemist, but he also got to participate in the Gilded Rose's alchemy exhibition!
"Haha, the Meditation Potion increases mana recovery speed, and the Dragon Strength Potion strengthens the body. As for the author … I believe you've already seen the author. That's right, it's me, Faelor!"
"An insignificant alchemist dares to hold an alchemy exhibition?" Hawking, who was next to him, snorted coldly. At the same time, his face was filled with disdain and mockery.
He had originally thought that the Meditation Potion and Dragon Strength Potion were the works of the author of the Hope Potion. He had been worried for a long time …
In the end, the author was just Faelor …
How could the work of an insignificant alchemist be compared to the Berserk Blood Potion?
How big was the gap between an Alchemist and a Great Alchemist? How could Faleau not know?
Wait a minute …
Thinking of this, Hawkins suddenly became vigilant.
How could Faleau not be aware of this logic?
'Could it be that Faleau wants to use this method to obtain the Berserk Blood Potion's recipe and formula?'
Hawking suddenly regretted his words, regretting that he shouldn't have said so much. In order to force the Gilded Rose, he had said that even if the results were worse, they could still trade. 'Could it be that Faleau wants to take advantage of this loophole?'
'That's right, it's very possible.
But he's too naive … '
A sneer appeared on Hawking's face again, and before Falo could speak, he spoke again with a mocking expression.
"Faleau, you aren't thinking of using two potions to trade for the Berserk Blood Potion's recipe and formula, are you? Do you think I should call you naive or stupid? "Why don't you think about it? You are only an Alchemist, what qualifications do you have to trade with me? I advise you to go back and look in the mirror to see if you are worthy …"
"Haha, Great Alchemist Hawkins' words are truly witty …" Faleau wasn't angry at all. After working in the Black Horn Auction House for so many years, Faleau's edges had long since been polished. When needed, Faleau could face any insult with a smile. Even if the other side spat on his face, he wouldn't mind wiping it off and continuing to talk about the weather with a smile.
Naturally …
If needed, Faleau could also spit on anyone's face, like Hawkins!
"Alright, everyone, this is a bottle of Dragon Strength Potion." After Faleau finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the gloomy Hawking. Instead, he took out a glass bottle from his pocket. Just like the Berserk Blood Potion, it was also filled with a crimson liquid. When placed there, it looked like a pure ruby, "Now let's see what kind of effect this Dragon Strength Potion has. You, come over here …"
"Alchemist Faleau, what are your orders?" Hauss didn't need any reminder to know that he was being called. He hurriedly ran over to Faleau's side, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he quietly said, "Well, Alchemist Faleau, I am Hauss …"
"Okay, Hauss …" Faleau patted the young genius' shoulder. "Everyone, please allow me to introduce you. This is Alchemist Hauss, and he is also a 5th Rank Mage. This is recorded in the Alchemist Guild. If you don't believe me, you can check it at any time. Oh right, I also need a Swordsman, preferably 8th or 9th Rank. Is there anyone willing to help?"
"I'll do it!" As soon as Faleau's voice fell, a burly man in his thirties stepped forward. He had a stocky build and a powerful aura. The weapon in his hand was a giant sword that was as tall as a person.
Standing in front of him, Hauss, who wasn't short at all, suddenly looked like a dwarf …
"Come, Hauss, drink this …"
"Okay." Although Hauss didn't know what Faleau wanted him to do, he was very willing to serve his idol. He took the Dragon Strength Potion and drank it in two gulps.
"Oh right, this friend, introduce yourself to everyone." While Hauss drank the Dragon Strength Potion, Faleau still had time to chat with the robust man who had just come out.
"I am Bill, an 8th Rank Swordsman of the Barbarian Bull Mercenary Group. Those b * stards that often take missions from the Mercenary Guild should know me. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."
"Haha, Barbarian Bill, who doesn't know you …" A burst of good-natured laughter came from below.
"Okay, Swordsman Bill, how about you compete with this 5th Rank Mage of our Gilded Rose?"
"Okay, no problem. But Alchemist Faleau, I might be a bit heavy, what if I injure him?"
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