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724 We lack true professionals(2/2)

That happened three days ago.

The magic aura remaining in the yellow mud field is probably only three or four days away. Beckrum must not know about it.

"There is only Polysilla from the Potion Museum." The bartender thought for a while and said, "She likes to collect information from other people, and probably knows many things that ordinary people don't know."

"How do you find her?"

"To the west of the town, the tallest white-walled building is just that. Now is the time for her to sell medicine, and she should be at home."

"So have any strange people appeared in the town recently?"

The bartender looked at Roland regularly.

OK... I'm the only stranger?

Roland left the tavern and found the white building west of the town.

There was indeed a woman working inside with her back facing the door.

There is a wooden sign at the door, which is quite fresh. I guess it was just changed not long ago.

The sign reads: Zhenxi Potion Store.

Potion?

Alchemy potion?

Roland walked in and smelled a strong herbal smell.

"Can the guest need it..." The woman who was busy with Roland behind her back turned around when she heard the voice. After seeing Roland's dress, she immediately stuttered: "Your Mage, please... ask, do you have anything... need it?"

There is no magic potion in this world, the correct way is to call it "alchemy potion".

Generally, alchemy potions are called magic potions, and are full of groups who don’t know much about magic, are full of awe, have low news, and have low cultural qualities.

Polysilla knew about alchemy potions, but she had to do business with farmers and women in this remote town, so she had to cater to the market and call alchemy potions a magic potion.

Roland walked to the counter and looked at the several potions placed on it, a little surprised.

Light and aphrodisiacs, strength and disease-repellents, etc.

Although they are all lower-level potions, the effect is probably not good, because they contain not much magic power.

But this is indeed a finished medicine, not fake, the formula is correct.

The reason why the quality is not high is that the woman has too little magic power.

Less than one percent of Roland.

It is already very powerful to be able to put the magic power into the potion. Don’t require that the magic power is more essence and the amount is more sufficient.

"The potion is done well! You used to be a magic apprentice?" Roland asked as he looked at the woman.

"Yes, my honor." The woman calmed down, and she bent down and didn't dare to look at Roland: "I became a magic apprentice when I was fifteen. Because I was not qualified, I have never become a formal mage. When I was twenty-seven, I was kicked out of the magic tower by my mentor. Now I can only make a living by making potions."

"I'll ask you something."

"Please say that as long as I know, I will never hide it."

Most magic apprentices, even if they cannot become formal mages, will still be full of fanaticism about the profession of mages.

Even much more fanatical than the average person.

Because they are in a state of "thinking that they can touch it, but they haven't touched it yet."

It is this state that makes them very enthusiastic about their goals and always think that they can succeed by working hard.

Under fanaticism, they have a more inferiority and admiration for real mages.

Just like a dog licking with green tea hanging, the latter always thinks that he is about to succeed, and he can succeed with just a little more effort.

Then I become more and more good with green tea.

"Do you know what unusual things have happened in the town recently? Especially related to the special yellow mud in the east of the town."

Polysilla's expression immediately became excited: "I knew something was wrong in that place! You, you don't know, three days ago, I was at home and felt a strange magic power in the town. I plucked up the courage to go over and take a look. Guess what I found?"

"Please say." Roland placed a silver coin on the table.

Polysilla didn't take it, she said excitedly: "I saw an elf! a naked elf."
Chapter completed!
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