Henry's expertise in creating pills created a sudden surge in Waterlake City's local economy. His fame spread far and wide. Everyone knew him.
"You extracted 100% of the Sage Herb's medicinal properties!" Lord White shouted.
He was a short old man. Horror was plastered on his face. He looked like he had seen a ghost.
The other Lords beside him sucked up deep breaths of air. Their gazes were filled with confusion and disbelief.
"100%?"
Henry paused.
He took a minute to comprehend what he meant.
"Oh, I forgot…"
Henry glanced at their faces. He was so used to doing this that he forgot it was special. Of course, it was not really 100%.
He could sense that he made a few mistakes. Some of the gel evaporated because the heat overshot. Otherwise, he would have more at the moment.
The five Lords watched him in silence. They were afraid of disturbing the work of a master. In their eyes, he was a supreme apothecary master.
