Chapter 910: Master Muir

Chapter 910: Master Muir

Duke Bart did not tell Master Muir about Abel immediately since he was still in conflict with Judge Angelo, and he had agreed not to drag him into their conflict.

After Judge Angelo was punished, Duke Bart could no longer reject Master Muir, so he told him about Abel.

Especially since Master Muir had helped a lot during the process.

Abel and Master Muir sat in the larger room as Steward Eden brought on the juice.

"Druid Bennett, according to Duke Bart, you were a master potion maker?" Master Muir got straight to the point.

It was exactly what Abel wanted. He had to be recognized as a master alchemist to receive corresponding benefits in the elves. Also, the master alchemist pattern within him would grow with the other master alchemist potion makers' help.

He might even have come to obtain light gems with his products. All he needed was enough glory in his name and a guaranteed success rate, which shouldn't be a problem for Abel.

"Yes, I am a master alchemist!" Abel let out some energy from his master alchemist pattern and said.

The energy of the master alchemist pattern was impossible to imitate, and every official potion maker could recognize it.

It was just that Master Muir didn't realize the difference between master potion maker and the master alchemist Abel was talking about since those 2 titles normally meant the same thing among the elves.

"Master Bennett, the reason I am here today is to ask you about your formula of defusing Duke Bart's poison!" Master Muir had the bluntness of a master alchemist, so he continued.

"It is a special antidote from my alchemy inheritance. Unfortunately, the methods for making them have been lost. I only have a few bottles in hand!" Abel replied.

That antidote really was his alchemy inheritance. He was the Dark World ruler, so he was not wrong to call it his alchemy inheritance.

The antidote's main ingredient was exclusively found in the dark world, so no one would be able to make it in the Central Continent even if he made the formula public.

"That is unfortunate!" Master Muir shook his head. He had many ancient formulas on him as well. Most of them were extremely powerful, but he could no longer make them due to the extinction of certain ingredients.

"Master Muir, how did you fail to make that blood strengthening grass potion?" Abel suddenly remembered what got him in this situation in the first place and asked curiously.

At first, he thought it was the skill of Master Muir, or maybe master Muir was a master by honor like the ones in the Holy Continent.

However, after he met Master Muir, he could clearly sense the master alchemist pattern within him. He was an experienced alchemist.

How could a master alchemist like that fail? It would be very damaging to his name.

"Don't talk about it, master Bennett. Someone submerged the ingredient in dark water. It had lost its effect!" Master Muir sighed.

Dark water was a liquid for cleaning unwanted substances from the surface ingredients. However, an ingredient's effect would be affected if it was submerged for too long, even if it doesn't look any different on the surface.

If all the other ingredients had the power of 500 years, incorporating a 100 years ingredient would create an imbalance and lead to failure.

"Duke Bart's enemy was really willing to do anything!" Abel sighed as well and felt sorry for Master Muir.

It would be a huge hit to Master Muir's name if he failed such an important potion. Next time if someone wanted to make a lifesaver potion, they would doubt asking Master Muir for help.

"Angelo deserves what he got!" Master Muir clenched his teeth.

This was one of the reasons he helped the Lenny Family to punish Judge Angelo. At first, he was very confident about making that potion, but judge Angelo made him fail.

Abel shook his head. He already knew what happened to Judge Angelo. It was serious to mess with a master alchemist.

"Master Bennett. When will you come to the alchemy union and confirm your identity? With master Nolan and me helping you, the process shouldn't take too long!" Master Muir changed the topic.

"Master Muir, ill leave it up to you!" Abel smiled in gratitude.

"Amazing, ill let Master Nolan know after I get back, and we can organize a confirmation!" Master Muir knew what to do.

....

In the Harmon family, Marquis Angelo said in his lounge with a grim look on his face. His occupation as a judge was taken away by the queen, and his domain was taken away. The only thing he had was an almost nonexistent marquis title.

However, Marquis Angelo still had something in store. The Harmon family behind him was still one of the most long-lasting families in the New Asia Kingdom. Despite his failure, their power remained.

The Lenny family grasped his weakness and flipped the status of the 2 families around.

He was not planning to attack the Lenny family in the near future, but his heart was filled with hatred for Abel, especially since he realized Abel was the one who saved Duke Bart.

"If I can't go against the Lenny Family, why can't I go against a druid?" He mumbled to himself and yelled, "steward! Tell Druid Huck to come here!"

"Yes, master!" A steward replied, and some footsteps followed.

Marquis Angelo waited for an hour and drank 2 cups of coffee. Druid Huck still had not arrived, so he stood up and walked out the lounge.

"Steward, what's happening with Druid Huck?" Marquis Angelo frowned.

"Mr. Huck is in retreat. He doesn't have time to come!" The steward softly replied, seeing the furious look on his master's face.

"What?" Fury intensified in Marquis Angelo's heart. He knew it was just an excuse since he lost his power. He no longer had as much say in his family, so druid Huck no longer needed to give him face.

He quickly walked back to the lounge. He wouldn't let his fury out in the courtyard. Otherwise, his whole family would be affected.

He arrived at the table and picked up a cup of coffee. His fury boiled as he kept thinking. Finally, he flung the cup on the ground.

The wooden cup bounced on the ground and rolled to the side. He let out a long sigh. Without the druid in his family's help, no way he could mess with Druid Bennett.

A rank 17 druid was not someone who just lost his power and was abandoned by the family could go against.

But at the same time, Druid Bennett could not hurt him. Even without power, his family would keep him safe.

"If I can't directly hurt you, I might do it in a less glorious way!" Marquis Angelo let out a cold laugh. He had an idea.

....

Master Muir happily returned to the alchemy union. He did not head back to his own alchemy room. Instead, he paid a visit to Master Nolan, the other master potion maker in the Union.

"Master Nolan, Master Nolan, you here?" He struck Master Nolan's door. He was so heavy-handed that all the elves around looked at him. However, they all continued with their business once they realized it was master Muir.

"Master Muir, I was working. Now, you owe me an ingredient!" Master Nolan opened his door and lowered his voice.

Master Nolan was one of the very few female master potion makers. Although females were the dominant forces of elves and druids, it was not the case with potion makers. Master Nolan was the only one among the 3 master potion makers in the union.

"Don't worry about those little things. I have big news for you!" Master Muir waved his hand.

"Master Muir, what could possibly be more important than my alchemy product!" Master Nolan was not in a good mood. No one could disrupt her during her alchemy process.

"We will soon have another master potion maker in our union," master Muir raised his voice.

"What? Who leveled up?" Master Nolan was caught off guard. Many names appeared in her mind, but she couldn't figure out who it was.

"He is not our current member, but I've already invited him, and he agreed to confirm his identity soon!" Master Muir said with excitement.

"Master Muir, you did not get tricked, right?" Master Nolan looked at Master Muir. He looked almost like a little child.

The potion maker union was the biggest potion maker organization in the Central continent. Other than potion makers owned by other large organizations, almost every potion maker was a part of the potion maker union.

A master potion maker coming out of nowhere was almost impossible.

"Master Nolan, I've already sensed his master alchemist pattern. If he was not a master alchemist, could he be a master metallurgist?" Master Muir gasped.

Master Nolan couldn't help but quiet down after hearing those words. Seeing a master Metallurgist was almost a total joke. Although there were many high-level metallurgists, there was not a single master Metallurgist.

Both metallurgists and potion makers were alchemists, and both utilized an alchemy pattern, their area of research was completely different. They were basically 2 different occupations.

It was not easy for potion makers to level up as well, but the elves had a holy object to guarantee a level of success. Although it was not much, at least they ended up with 3 master potion makers.

Another huge reason for the master potion maker's success was the existence of corresponding ingredients. Rarer ingredients brought greater and diverse results.

Metallurgists, on the other hand, did not rely on that. An advanced metallurgist could already master every metallurgy material out there, so there was almost no path for them to progress.

"What's the name of that master?" Master Nolan was very suspicious, but she still asked.

"Master Bennett, he is a young druid as well!" Master Muir laughed.

"What? Master Bennett?" Master Nolan's eyes flashed. She yelled as though as he heard the name of her idol.

"What happened, master Nolan? You know master Bennett?" Master Muir was stunned. He couldn't help but ask, seeing how excited Master Nolan was.

"No way, it's too much of a coincidence. He came to the Central Continent!" Master Nolan mumbled in excitement.

Although they did not have much information about subcontinents, some important news still managed to get through. Still, Master Muir was never interested in that news.

Master Nolan did not care too much about that news as well, but ever since she received a few potions from the Holy Continent, she developed a crazy admiration for this Master Bennett.

Its ingredients were ordinary, but it almost had a godly effect. Most importantly, most products from this master Bennett were specifically made for female elves.

She couldn't get her mind off that ' Lotion,' 'conditioner,' and 'elves perfume' ever since she used it for the first time. They had revived her to her youth, but now her skin was slowly returning to her original form. The only thing holding her back from getting more was the super teleportation circle's high fee, and those portions were low in production even in the Holy Continent.

This was not something a female elf could tolerate, so she took a small portion of lotion and conditioner to her research lab, hoping to develop something with a similar effect.

Its formula was so easy to find it was like Abel didn't add any extra security to it, but replicating the effect was almost impossible.