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"What do you call it, young boy?" The intimidating alchemy teacher standing before the table with their complete works asked with a spark in his eyes.
Everyone was looking at the two of them, especially the attractive looking three potion bottles that were placed on the ground.
There was something special about them and they could tell it simply by looking at it. But, only their teacher knew from just a look just how amazing of a concoction he was in the presence of.
"Nothing special sir. It is a formula I rarely make and mostly just save for emergency usage.
If I had to give it a general name, I wound call this a superior healing potion. But, if we have to please the upper class and sell this to them at the base price of around three
He smiled lightly as he saw his teacher pick up one of the glass bottles placed on the table with his golden hand and examine it closely.
