The next day.
Levi was cultivating when he sensed someone outside the door. He opened his eyes and pushed open the door.
Grimm stretched and yawned. "Sigh, refining 20 bottles of potion in three days is so tiring. Levi, you're actually fine."
"Morning, sir Grimm. I've only refined ten bottles. I'll be fine after a rest," Levi said with a smile.
"I'm relieved to see that you've successfully passed the assessment. This Huffman is too strict. Actually, if the people who were eliminated were in the past, they might have gotten away with it." Grimm was not worried. He was a Second-Circle Pharmacist, so it was impossible for him to be eliminated.
"There's nothing wrong with being a little stricter for the wizards who fight on the front lines," Levi said.