The down-and-out potionist

"Soon, I will be able to have my own sailors, but it is estimated that training sailors now will not be able to keep up with the national war."

Allen pondered while patrolling the territory: "With Lord Earl here, I shouldn't have to worry too much about the problem of the ship, nor the problem of the sailors, but the talents that should be cultivated still have to be cultivated."

Allen wandered into the town, and happened to see a middle-aged man in a robe who looked vicissitudes and abjection.

He is now in the small square of Rose Town.

When he saw Alan, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"Dear Lord, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Nick, and I am a junior potionist."

Nick bowed slightly to allen in his robe.

A slight smile flashed in Allen's eyes, this is his own potionist.

"Hello Nick, I've been waiting for you, for a long time."

Allen said meaningfully.

Nick was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Allen to say such a thing.

"Lord Lord, are you waiting for me?"

Nick is a little confused, how is it possible?

I came to Rose Town by myself, but I never told anyone?

How could this young lord know that he was coming and waited for him?

"No doubt, I was inspired by the gods, and I guess you must have come to rely on me."

Allen said calmly.

Nick was silent, indeed he had come to rely on this young lord.

"Yes, Lord, I am here to serve you."

Alan smiled: "I said, I know, let's go, follow me to the castle."

Originally, Allen planned to patrol the territory, but now it seems unnecessary, there are more important things waiting for him.

"…Yes, my lord."

Nick opened his mouth, but nothing came out in the end.

He originally prepared a lot of words, hoping to convince the lord, but he never thought that he would be called away by Allen without saying anything.

What's happening here?

Nick was a little confused and followed Allen back to Allen's castle.

"You are a primary potionist, so you should be able to mix primary potions, right?"

Allen was sitting on the sofa, talking slightly comfortably.

Nick nodded: "Actually, I'm about to be promoted to Intermediate Potions…"

"Very good, first prepare a potion for me to see."

Allen ordered the maids to pick two kinds of magic plants and come back.

Soon, the maids walked in with some magic peas and magic wheat.

"Mr Nick, please start your show."

Allen looked at Nick with interest.

Hearing this, Nick didn't hesitate, he directly opened a small wooden box that he carried with him, and took out some tools needed to prepare the potion.

Allen was a little surprised when he saw it. Those things looked a bit like glass test tubes?

There are also some bottles and jars.

It looks like this potionist is more like a… chemistry teacher?

Allen complained silently in his heart, but didn't make a sound to disturb Nick to start preparing the potion.

The potionist's profession is to extract the magic power contained in the magic power plants, and match them with each other to achieve the best effect.

Magic is a kind of energy, whether it is a magician or a knight can absorb it.

A good potionist can perfectly combine the magic powers of the two magic plants to obtain a more powerful and gentle potion.

Soon, under Nick's operation, drops of magic liquid emitting white light were extracted from the wheat.

Nick slowly mixed this magic liquid with the green magic liquid extracted from the magic peas.

However, with his skillful techniques and skills, Nick did not spend much time before concocting a bottle of crystal clear pale green potion.

"Master's potion is ready, can you try it?"

Nick seemed extremely confident at the moment.

Alan smiled and nodded, he took the potion and drank it directly.

Immediately, he could feel a new energy appearing in his body.

Allen used his grudge to quickly refine that energy.

"It does have an effect, but it is not very effective for the Silver Knight."

Allen nodded slightly.

"My lord, this is only a primary potion, and the Silver Knight needs an intermediate potion."

Nick said with a wry smile.

"Well, you just said you were about to be promoted?"

Alan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He knew the value of a potionist.

After all, this profession requires a lot of magic plants to practice, and every potionist is fed with gold coins, so the potionist is a costly and noble profession.

What's more, there are only two middle-level potions in Count Albert's castle. After all, it takes a huge amount of money to train a junior potionist into an intermediate-level potionist, and it also depends on the potions themselves. No potential.

Even if a great noble is willing to train a junior potionist, it is not necessary to train a junior potionist to train an intermediate potionist.

Not one out of a hundred junior potions can really grow into an intermediate potionist.

It is conceivable how precious an intermediate potionist is.

"Yes, my lord, I'm about to be promoted,"

Nick gave a small smile.