Kevin's incendiary words were like throwing a boulder into the lake, causing a stir in the hall in an instant.

Since the battle between Graan and Old Merlin, almost all of Garros City has known that the Magic Guild has produced a potion master, and the name of this potion master is Ferrey, but knowing only knows that the magic guild has never admitted it on any occasion, let alone publicly announced, that they have a potion master.

It wasn't until just now that Kevin finally admitted it himself.

Even if everyone present has already learned some of the inside story, when they hear Kevin admit it in person at this time, it is difficult to hide the shock in their hearts, what is the concept of a pharmacist? It was a figure who had long been out of the ordinary, and a few small bottles of potion were enough to make a force from decline to rise, and it was enough to tear a huge family apart in an instant.

The characters that originally only existed in rumors finally became a fact in Kevin's mouth, and for a while, the guild hall was a little chaotic, everyone was whispering, everyone was looking around, and the chaos at that moment almost overwhelmed the entire guild hall.

The scene was a little out of control, but Kevin didn't show any panic, just looked at the venue with a smile on his face, and waited patiently for them to calm down.

At this time, Gray was talking to the city lord Isaac about extraneous speculation.

Not far from the two of them, there were still the heads of several forces looking around, all wanting to come over and make friends with Gray.

Today's Magic Guild is not as good as it was at the beginning, before Lin Li came, who wanted to have any friendship with the Magic Guild? If you want money, you don't have money, you don't have anyone, and you have the name of the first force in Garros, but you are living poorer than anyone else, not to mention the eleven magic families, the six underground forces, and even some weak forces, I'm afraid they are not very interested in dealing with the magic guild.

But since the news of the Apothecary Master came out, the Magic Guild has become a pheasant into a phoenix, and in the blink of an eye, it has become the hottest force in Garros, who doesn't want to stammer more with Grean? That's a character who mixes with the master of apothecary, as long as he can have a good relationship with this old guy, don't talk about anything else, just this auction will be worth at least 100,000 gold coins!

Besides, he is a master of potions, and he can't just have a few bottles of arcane potions, as long as he can get in touch with Gray, it is equivalent to having a steady stream of potions......

Thinking about the previous magic guilds, they have all fallen to that extent, just because of a paper agreement in the dark ages, they can get a batch of potions from the Potions Guild every year, which has established their status as the number one force in Garros.

If there is this endless supply of elixir, who in the entire Garros City can compete with him except for the Magic Guild?

It's a pity that today's Gray is also looking at the sky.

Several heads of forces cowered there, but they were stopped by two of the city lord's entourage, so they had to ask Gray for help with pitiful eyes.

But how could Grean care about their lives and deaths now? Ren The heads of those forces stood next to him for a long time, and he couldn't make Gray's eyes blink more, he was now busy talking to the city lord.

"Isaac, since you call me Uncle Grean, then I can't be stingy as an uncle, just a few bottles of arcane potions, if you need to, just ask, uncle, although I don't have any skills, but this Lord can still do."

Listening to Grean's endless talk, the Isaac City Lord couldn't help but cry and laugh......

Just now, I just vaguely mentioned that when Gray was just a little mage, my father had met him once, and I didn't expect this old guy to roll his eyes, and immediately upgraded the relationship to the level of a world friend, and even claimed to have become Uncle Gray......

This, this, this...... He is almost fifty years old this year, and Grean is only sixty years old at most, is there an uncle as young as him?

But Isaac has been able to sit in the position of the city lord of Garos for ten years, and he is not an ordinary person, this Garros is a place where the major forces are fighting and chaos, if there is no means, he, the city lord, will have been eaten by someone a long time ago.

Although he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, he didn't show any clues on his face, so he simply came to a smooth cart and recognized Gray's cheap uncle with his eyes closed.

Anyway, with Gray's current status, it is not too much of a loss to recognize him as a cheap uncle......

"Uncle Grean said with a smile, I have no ambition for arcane potions, and I came to the Magic Guild today just to meet the legendary potion master." Isaac is also a talent, and the cheap uncle who suddenly popped up, but he called him more smoothly than anyone else, as if Gray was really a friend of his family......

"That's not going to work! You finally came to the Magic Guild, I, who is an uncle, how embarrassed to let you go back empty-handed. Hearing that the other party did not intend to compete for the arcane potion, Gray was overjoyed, but his face was not revealing at all, and he wanted to give the city lord a greeting gift, but he really looked like an uncle who loved his juniors.

The two excused themselves at that time, and in the end, Isaac finally couldn't beat Gray, and he shoved a bottle of arcane potion into his hand.

Gray left satisfied, leaving only the lord of the castle sitting there crying and laughing.

It was a long time before the Chief Mage of the City Lord's Mansion came over and whispered a few words to him.

"Can't find it?" When Isaac raised his head again, there was no trace of embarrassment in his expression, replaced by a solemnity and majesty: "You mean, you can't find that person?" ”

"Yes, Lord Castle, I have tried the method that Mr. Green said, but I can't find that person at all."

"Did Mr. Green guess wrong?" The City Lord's expression was solemn, his gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the hall one by one, and he lowered his voice and asked the black-robed mage, "Do you say that it is possible that this person actually does not belong to the Apothecary Guild?" ”

"It shouldn't be possible, how can anyone other than the Apothecary Guild be able to concoct arcane potions to ......"

"Is there no other possibility?" Isaac rubbed his temples, looking a little pained.