Master Madison had an extremely surprised expression on his face, and he couldn't help but quietly ask Master Erwyn next to him: "Elwin, are you sure that this Sean is just a magic apprentice? He really hasn't been exposed to potions before, and his movements are more standard than most potion masters!"

"Sean was born in an ordinary peasant family, do you think it is possible for him to come into contact with pharmacy under such conditions?" Master Erwin scoffed at Master Madison's question, "Thinking about it from another angle, if he had this kind of ability, his family would not be able to barely make ends meet, right?"

"That's strange, if he had this method for the first time in dispensing potions, it can only be described as genius. "Master Madison couldn't believe that he could casually run into an apothecary genius.

"Sean had seen Alfie dispense potions, maybe he learned the technique from Alfie?" added Killian aptly. If being self-taught makes people feel that Sean is a demon, it is easier for people to accept it.

In this case, there is a reasonable explanation. Master Madison nodded slowly. Didn't Alfie just watch him operate it and prepare the Aobo Gravel Elixir? He could even change the formula himself and upgrade it to the Divine Aobo Gravel Elixir! With Alfie Jewel in front of him, no matter how good Sean's performance was, Master Madison would not be surprised.

As he spoke, Sean's preparation work was nearing the end, and although the whole process was not as smooth and fast as Roospier's, he couldn't find any fault, and the heat of the dispensing was just right.

"If the technique of dispensing medicine can be learned secretly, how can the mastery of heat be explained?" Master Madison found a new doubt, "The control of heat must be tempered a lot to be perfect, is it too exaggerated for a novice to do this?"

"Well, maybe because Sean is a fire magic apprentice, he has a natural advantage in controlling the heat?" Tyrol said uncertainly. As long as it can be beneficial to Sean's development, even Tyrol of Mune will seize the opportunity to add a little weight to him.

"Are you guys a good string?" said Master Madison, smiling, glancing at a few of them.

"No, no, we're just stating the facts. Killian quickly denied it.

"Prepare everyone, Sean is about to make the final step!" Tyrol reminded a little nervously. Rospear had just planted on the final step, and if Sean were to repeat the same mistake, a potion explosion would be obvious.

"One last lap, one last lap!" Master Madison looked more nervous than anyone else, staring at the stirring rod in Sean's hand as he made one final arc through the cauldron.

"Looks like there's a good chance of success!" Master Erwin muttered softly. When Roshspear had reached this point, the wind elemental disorder had already begun to appear, and then it had become uncontrollable, but at this time, there was still no sign of magic disorder.

"Can Sean really do it the first time?" said Killian, incredulous. He felt the need to re-evaluate Sean's value, and Sean's current performance was definitely worth investing a lot of.

"We'll see that soon. Tyror said, staring at Sean's movements. At this point, Sean was nearing the end of the last round of stirring.

Norton and Rouspier looked at Sean with complicated expressions, they were now desperately hoping that Sean would fail, so as to save a little face, but under the double supervision of Master Madison and Master Elwin, the two powerhouses of the Holy Domain, not only could they not make any small moves, but they also had to show the posture of hoping that Sean would succeed, which made the two of them feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Just as everyone was expecting Sean to finish his work with different moods, Sean's hand suddenly stopped, and he was less than a centimeter away from the last round of stirring.

"Sean, you're about to succeed, why did you stop suddenly?" Master Erwin, who had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't help but ask, the short distance of one centimeter made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to rush forward to complete the last centimeter of work for Sean.

Sean let go of the stirring rod and walked away from the test bench, seemingly without any intention of continuing.

"Is there going to be an explosion again?" Trohl screamed, and began to look around for a suitable place to take refuge.

"Troll, calm down. The potion Sean had prepared was very stable, and there was no sign of half a point about to explode. Master Madison stopped Troll's funny, looked thoughtfully at Sean and asked, "Looks like you're not going to continue, is it to save face for Rothspear?"

Sean shrugged and said, "If you want to understand it this way, I don't object to it, after all, I am not really finished, and the difference between me and Mr. Rospear is just that there was no explosion of the potion by luck." ”

Sean's words made Rothspear feel inexplicably comfortable, although anyone could see that Sean was releasing water, but the effect of passing it out was completely different from a success and a failure.

"Sean, it doesn't seem to be the case with what you mean?" Master Erwin is determined to do the wicked to the end, Sean has already given Rospear the stairs, but he still does not give up.

Rospiel dared not speak out about this, the other party was a Sanctuary powerhouse, no matter how deep Rouspier's background was, there was no Sanctuary powerhouse to support him - as for Master Madison, it was better to wait for him to become Rouspier's teacher. What's more, according to the current situation, Rouspier's chances are getting smaller and smaller.

"Actually, I don't dare to go on. Sean replied honestly, his voice sounding like a pitiful little coerced man.

"Are you afraid that the Imperial Military Department and the Royal Apothecary Guild will get you in trouble?" asked Master Erwin, looking at Norton and Rospear with an unkind face.

"I can't see it, this kid is also so damaged, and he has invisibly pushed the Academy of Magic to the opposite side of the Imperial Military Department and the Royal Apothecary Association!" Troll couldn't help but whisper in Master Madison's ear.

'Troll, your psyche is too dark. Master Madison didn't think so, he already knew Sean's struggle.

"Master Elwin, you are mistaken. The Imperial War Department had no intention of embarrassing Mr. Sean. On the contrary, I look forward to further cooperation with Mr. Sean. Norton hurriedly took a stand.

"Master Elwin, I, Rothspear, am not a big man, but I'm not someone I can't afford to lose. Rospear swore an oath, but anyone could tell his reluctance.

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