"Your steward is a wizard?" Wizard Yveline asked in shock.
"Yeah, I am keeping an intermediate wizard with me!" It wasn't easy to explain where Bartoli came from, so Abel just kept it simple.
"An intermediate wizard as a steward. Only a Grandmaster like you could do a scary thing like this!" Wizard Murphy said from the silence.
Abel didn't want to lie to his teacher and the wizards, so he quickly changed the topic and took out the Healing potion, "Her condition is a little bit special. After I told her she could stay here, she just decided she wanted to be my steward. Anyways Wizard Yveline, this is the gold Healing potion teacher was talking about!"
Wizard Yveline gratefully accepted the potion with his two shaking hands. To him, this potion signified hope. As a wizard, he knew how rare a gold potion was. On top of that, he also heard from Wizard Morton that Abel's were much more powerful than any other ones.
