"This is the new low-level power potion circulating in the market under the name of our Shelley merchant during this period?"
The middle-aged noble stared at the magic potion in his hand with interest for a while, and then handed it to the black-robed magician next to him.
The steward replied respectfully: "Yes, many customers no longer choose to buy low-level and intermediate-level potions, as long as this type of potion is named...
The cause is this clerk who takes charge without authorization. "
Speaking, the butler pointed to the middle-aged nobleman behind John.
John fell to his knees with a fright.
"Master Earl, listen to my explanation, please listen to my explanation."
"sure."
The middle-aged noble nodded, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and looked at John with a smile: "You can speak slowly."
The panic on John's face eased a little, and he shivered and said: "The person who sold me the potion is a student of the Orland School of Magic. He claims to be the deputy dean of the Institute of Magic and the disciple of Master Giles, the master of magic potion." .
"He told me that Lord Giles didn't want anyone to know that this was his latest development. He needed to borrow the name of the Shelley Chamber of Commerce, and that the medicine did have the same effect as he said, so I agreed to sell it for him." .
Oh, by the way, his name is Luciel Lanster! "
"Luciel Lanster.
The middle-aged nobleman whispered the name and turned to look at the magician next to him.
The noble and old black-robed magician shook his head blankly: "Giles has no such disciple."
The middle-aged nobleman said "Oh" and turned his head.
John trembled suddenly, and yelled in fear: "Or... Maybe it's the disciple that Master Giles secretly collected, others don't even know it. Or maybe it's the disciple he just collected..."
"impossible."
The black-robed magician said affirmatively, and then stopped talking.
John looked at the middle-aged nobleman with a plea for help, trying to convince him to believe what he said.
John firmly believes that Luciel is the disciple of Lord Giles, because the medicine is really effective.
Three times the effect of the potion of low-level strength, not the great master of magic potion Giles, who can make such an excellent and perfect optimization and improvement.
As long as Lord Earl believes that Luciel is Giles's disciple, everything will be easy. Seeing Lord Giles' face, he may not be punished.
But what the earl said in the next second made John completely stunned.
"do you know who he is?"
The middle-aged nobleman looked at the black-robed magician next to him and said to John: "He is what you said, the deputy dean of the Orland School of Magic, the master of magic potion, and the respected Mr. Giles.
he doesn't know if he has such a disciple? "
"what..."
John was dumbfounded.
The middle-aged noble waved his hand and casually ordered: "Let him spit out the gold coins earned by the Shelley Chamber of Commerce, and then dismiss him."
"Yes."
John was taken out of the room by the guard amid frantic pleading and regret.
When the room was cleaned up again, the middle-aged nobleman smiled and said to the black-robed magician: "Giles, I didn't expect that there are people in Orland Academy who would dare to impersonate your disciple. It's really interesting..."
"What's more interesting is this bottle of potion..."
Giles stared intently at the lavender magic potion in his hand, sighed and said: "I increased the dose of blue tangerines and replaced bitter silver leaves with hyacinth seeds...Tsk, I didn't expect it. "
The face of the middle-aged nobleman was surprised.
"So, this brave kid is really a magic potion genius?"
"If this medicine is really made by him then he is potion genius"
Giles raised his head to look at the middle-aged nobleman, and said seriously: "He is more talented than you think. Even I really admit that there is such a disciple..."
"Tsk tut..."
The middle-aged nobleman made an incredible tusk.
He and Giles have been friends for many years, and know best how difficult it is to hear a compliment from this stubborn old man.
It is unbelievable that he is so generous with praise to a boy who has not yet met.
"It seems that the transaction between our Shelley Chamber of Commerce and this counterfeit master disciple will continue..."
The middle-aged nobleman murmured.
Giles got up and stood up, clutching the bottle of magic potion tightly in his hand.
"As soon as there is news about this kid, let me know as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, old friend."
The middle-aged nobleman said with a smile, "To be honest, I am also very curious what kind of genius this is."
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