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Although he had originally planned to provoke the anger of the public to force the arrogant fellows of the Apothecary Guild to agree, but when the goal was achieved, he really couldn't help but feel that the process was easily a little unexpected even for himself.

In the bustling hall, an attendant was summoned by the old apothecary to the back hall to ask for the opinions of the masters. And when half an hour passed, and the entourage ran back out of breath, Ian's name appeared on the list of participants, and even the basic examination for registration was waived for him.

It's as if there's some hidden behind-the-scenes deal......

This result naturally made the entire front hall even louder.

Half of the onlookers thought that the sacred apothecary had been insulted, and that allowing a lowly and vulgar sinner to participate in the event would be the worst decision the Apothecary Guild had ever made. They insisted that they would uphold the dignity of pharmacy and urged the masters at the top to retract this ridiculous decision. Even some impulsive people have already taken action, rushing straight in the direction of the back hall with a "hot blood".

God knows what the relationship between letting criminals compete and the "dignity" of pharmacy?

At the same time, the other group of people in the hall were already smiling maliciously. In their opinion, it wasn't a bad thing to have this self-righteous sinner kid play. The frogs at the bottom of the well always have to pay a price for their ignorance and arrogance, and they are happy to be the perpetrators of this price, so that the arrogant frog knows what the true heavenly dome should look like, and how humble it is.

They pinned their eyes on Ian's seemingly thin figure with feigned pity, hoping that tomorrow would come sooner rather than later, so that they could see the desperation of this wretched man as he found himself so far apart from everyone else.

It would have been a wonderful scene. The mere thought of the thought had already made many of them tremble with excitement.

Look, if you want the Apothecary's Guild to be the laughing stock of this event, then we're going to make you the biggest laughing stock of this event. After tomorrow, a lowly and ignorant sinner will be the laughing joke of the entire empire!

Thinking so, some of them suddenly realized that they were afraid that the masters in the backroom were also holding the same thoughts as them. So, when they turned their heads and looked at the group of "stunned youths" who were indignant and even wanted to rush into the back hall,

While secretly disdainful, this group of people suddenly gave birth to a sense of intellectual superiority.

In fact.

They weren't all right, but they weren't far off.

Just half an hour ago, the masters in the backroom also blew up because of Ian's appearance. Regarding the "original words" truthfully reported by the little attendant, the "terrifying" aura exuded by these high-ranking and powerful masters almost frightened him into a corner.

The stubborn and stubborn old men quarreled with Ian, an ignorant sinner who had broken through the rules, and the reason why they were able to come to an agreement in just half an hour was due to a decisive blow.

It was an elegant middle-aged man with long brown hair and gray eyes. As the author and chief judge of this potion competition, he stopped the dispute between the masters with a wave of his hand, and smiled and made an offer that all the masters could not refuse.

Half an hour ago, when the hall had fallen silent, the man looked around and smiled a smile that resembled a squire's look to a certain sinner in the front hall: "Why don't you let him participate, and since he's found a loophole in the rules, there's really no reason to refuse him." ”

"But, ......"

"Don't be in a hurry, Master Klin, please listen to me. The elegant middle-aged man smiled and suppressed his rebuttal, and then asked everyone present: "Everyone, I don't know if you have noticed that there are fewer and fewer young people who are willing to devote themselves to the career of pharmacy nowadays. The number of contests held by the Apothecary's Guild is declining again and again, both in terms of the number of participants and the number of spectators. Faced with such a situation, don't any of you feel anxious?"

"That's a real problem. One of the masters answered, "But what does this have to do with this ignorant sinner boy in front of you?"

"Of course it matters!" the middle-aged man deliberately raised his voice and replied with a smile, "In my opinion, this ignorant sinner boy is the best tool for us to attract attention. ”

"Imagine what a sensation a sinner's participation would be, and how many people we would be able to attract by this boy's ignorant and ridiculous actions, and how many of them would have recognized the incomparable charm of pharmacy and devoted themselves to this sacred cause?"

"But ......"

"It's a time of change, so we need to learn to be flexible. The middle-aged man interrupted the others again and asked with a smile, "Does Master Bill think that his disciples will lose to an ignorant and despicable sinner?"

"It is well known that it is impossible for sinners to get higher education. They can't possibly have a higher level of pharmacy than the geniuses under your name. Therefore, after this game, this poor boy will surely become the laughing stock of the whole country, and with his burlesque performance, this otherwise unnoticed game will become a classic story. ”

"Masters, haven't you discovered the meaning of this?" Seeing the heartwarming and playful expressions in the eyes of several masters, the smiling middle-aged man spoke again and seduced: "At first glance, we did present a farce for this grand event, but as long as it can be operated, it may not be able to turn into a good thing. ”

"But what if something happens?"

"There can't be accidents. The middle-aged man sneered and shook his head: "You must know that the exam questions for this event are all prepared by me, and the final question and answer is also checked by me." What if we give that little sinner a fair chance to compete?"

He suddenly showed an incomparably bright smile and declared it proudly.

"Do you think it's possible for a mere sinner's boy to answer the questions I'm not withering roses from Bruns Campbell?"