Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe - Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Grade 2
Hearing the youth’s incredible claims about the potion being twice as potent as the potions found in the market, the Herbalists hurriedly walked toward a workstation and began inspecting the liquid.

Barclay was also the same. No matter how much he despised Adam, he couldn’t help but admit that the mana-infusing technique as well as all other skills that he had displayed during concoction were genuinely praise-worthy.

However, when he heard Adam claim about the potency of his potion, he couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. He would pounce at whatever chance he would get to discredit the youth.

That’s why he personally carried out his experiments on the second vial of potion that Adam had handed out.

Meanwhile, unlike the others, Halbert didn’t hurry to experiment on the potion that he was holding onto. This was something that he could figure out just by doing some mental deductions.

He glanced at Adam and muttered softly, “The only additional ingredients that you added were hebi blood, grey-veined bugs, and tiger-bee honey. Surely, they couldn’t have increased the potency to such a drastic level.”

Adam smiled, “You’re right, my lord. These ingredients, albeit having a positive effect on the potion, can’t increase the efficacy of the potions to such a degree.”

Halbert’s thoughts churned at great speeds as he replayed the whole scene of Adam concocting the potion. He tried to look out for things that were different than the standard way of brewing the Potion of Healing.

Finally, realization dawned on him as he thought back to the pristine white quality of Adam’s mana that had greatly taken him by surprise.

“I see…” he nodded in understanding.

Right at that moment, the experiments being carried out by Barclay and the other Herbalists were also over.

Barclay’s hands trembled as he held onto the vial containing the shimmering red liquid. His lips parted, but no words came out.

Tumultuous waves rose in his heart as he confirmed that the potion brewed by Adam was indeed twice as potent as the others.

Seeing that the man was unable to speak out of shock, a nearby Herbalist stepped forward and excitedly said, “Guild Leader, it’s true! Magus Adam’s potion is indeed twice as potent!”

The group of Herbalists burst into animated discussions. It didn’t matter to them that another Magus had managed to concoct a far better potion than they ever could.

No, just the possibility of them being able to improve their potion-making skills filled them with hope and anticipation.

To be honest, they couldn’t wait to go to their respective laboratories and dive into research. They had learned quite a few things from watching Adam concoct the potion today.

Just as they were talking to one another with great excitement, Halbert suddenly spoke up, “Everyone, leave.”

Then, he glanced at Adam and added, “You stay.”

The Herbalists respectfully bowed, “Yes, Guild Leader.” With that said, they immediately left the laboratory, leaving Halbert and Adam alone.

Before exiting the room, Barclay glanced at Adam, his eyes flashing with conflicting emotions. In the end, his eyebrows creased and he gazed at the youth with concealed hostility before exiting the room.

This action didn’t go unnoticed by Adam, however. He only momentarily glanced at the middle-aged man’s departing back before focusing his attention on Halbert.

“It’s because of the quality of your mana, isn’t it?” Said the old guild leader as he stroked his beard.

“That’s right, my lord.” Adam nodded.

“Hmm, as I thought,” said Halbert, “the purity of your mana has what increased the potency of the Potion of Healing.”

He paused for a moment before adding, “Not just this potion, any potion that you concoct would have high potency thanks to the nature of your mana.”

Adam smiled and nodded.

To be honest, Halbert was very tempted to know about the mana extraction technique that the youth in front of him practiced which caused his mana to turn so pure.

However, asking about such things was considered a great taboo in the Magus community.

Moreover, not only did Adam have the support of a Grade 3 Herbalist, but he also belonged to one of the Four Pillars of the Empire, the Saratoga Castle.

If the youth was a random nobody, Halbert would surely have some nefarious thoughts. But now, he could only play the cards that he had been dealt.

Realizing the immense value that this youth in front of him had, Halbert decided that he had to recruit him into the guild.

“Adam, why do you wish to join the Herbalist’s Guild?” He asked.

“Is this the final interview of the examination process?” Adam asked with raised eyebrows.

“That’s right,” Halbert nodded with a smile. “Now, tell me, why do you wish to join the guild?”

Adam thought for a moment, before deciding to just be honest. The man in front of him was a Mana Vortex Magus; it was useless to lie before him.

Moreover, he believed that he had already proved his immense worth after displaying his theoretical and practical skills just now.

The youth looked Halbert in the eye and honestly stated, “Money.”

“Huh?” Halbert was momentarily taken aback, wondering if he had heard wrong. “What did you say?”

“I’m lacking money,” said Adam with a shrug. “Joining the guild is the easiest way to earn money. I also like Herbalism.”

Halbert was silent for a few moments before bursting into laughter. “You’re quite straightforward, aren’t ya?”

He paused for a moment and then asked with a gentle voice, “So you like Herbalism, eh?”

Adam smiled brightly, “Yeah, it’s fun!”

“Hoho, not bad, not bad at all.” Seeing the childlike curiosity and wonder in Adam’s eyes when he spoke about Herbalism, Halbert was very gratified.

The next moment, he took out a brooch from his storage ring and tossed it at the youth. Then, he walked out of the laboratory, leaving behind his parting words.

“Welcome to the Herbalist’s Guild.”

Adam glanced at the circular brooch in his hand. It had a flower carved at the center, surrounded by herbal leaves arranged in a wreath-like pattern.

At the bottom of the brooch, two small vertical lines were carved, signifying his status as a Grade 2 Herbalist.

The youth grinned from ear to ear as he pinned the brooch right next to the raven insignia on his gray cloak.

“A Grade 2 Herbalist, huh?” He chuckled. “It’s got a nice ring to it.”