In the dark cellar, the pharmacist 'Jorell' continued his experiments day and night, as usual.

He first mashed the leaves of the twelve thousand-year-old oak trees into juice, then squeezed the two troll's eyeballs dry, and poured the eerie smelling liquid into a test tube to heat and inactivate.

After waiting for the temperature of the test tube to naturally drop to room temperature, Jorell poured the oak sap he had prepared in advance into the cooled liquid and stirred it with the barbs on the thorn.

After twelve precise positive and negative circles, he added six drops of elven fresh blood, three drops of venom from Fanged Quetzalcoatl, two drops of ghoul's saliva, and all of an adult goblin's cerebrospinal fluid into the tube.

Gently shake the liquid in the tube in a clockwise direction and heat the tube again to 38°C to activate the vitality contained in the elf's blood. After that, Jorell moved the test tube to the alchemy circle and added a small pinch of Mithril smashed dust and ground powder from the hydra lizard's scales.

The alchemy circle is activated, and the liquid in the test tube begins to transform on the circle. After the pale green liquid had turned orange, Jorell removed the tube from the circle and added a little honey to it to improve the taste.

With this all done, the apothecary Jorell inserted the thorn's hollow barb into the test tube, stirring it forward and backward twelve times again. He then carefully pulled out the liquid-stained barb, placed it under his nose and sniffed it, then touched it very lightly with the tip of his tongue.

As soon as he touched that little bit of liquid, Joryll's body began to tremble uncontrollably. The tremor lasted for five breaths, and then he slowly regained his composure, and shook his head in disappointment.

This still doesn't feel right, although the results of the experiment need to wait for the arrival of the new gnolls and repeated experiments on the humanoids to know the real situation, but the experienced pharmacist Joriel, through a little taste this time, already knows the results of the experiment.

How nice it would be if there was purebred dragon blood to work with! As an immortal species, elven blood undoubtedly contains quite powerful power, but it is still far from the blood of the dragon.

Unfortunately, in this simple, damp cellar, only the blood of the elves was available, and his master, Countess Telisa, despite her wealth and connections, was too reluctant to let her get the blood of a purebred dragon for herself to experiment repeatedly.

Not only the blood of the elves, but also the other experimental materials in his scheme have better and rarer alternatives. In the end, Jorell also needed a mage who was at least a high-level mage to be responsible for the re-construction of the alchemy circle and the subsequent corresponding operations.

After all, his own mage level is only one level, and he is not too good at the use of magic power, and many delicate operations cannot be completed, so he can only barely make up for it with his genius ideas and apothecary experience.

That's why Joriel prefers to call himself 'Joriel the Apothecary' rather than 'Joriel the Mage'.

If he had been able to join the Magic Guild in the first place, wouldn't he have to worry about those magic materials? It's a pity that there is often no "what if" in this world.

Isn't it just that the villagers in the village secretly tried some immature potions, what's the big deal? Why is it not allowed by the association? Although more than fifty years have passed since this incident, every time he thinks about it, Joriel still feels very aggrieved.

As for some villagers who became blind because of the potion, some villagers grew a third leg (not a woman, not the middle one), some villagers began to like to eat raw meat, and some villagers were afraid of sunlight like vampires, and other bizarre side effects were automatically ignored by Joriel.

Anyway, there are no dead people anyway!!

Born into a family of apothecaries, Joriel was regarded as a genius by his elders since he was a child, and he also awakened his magic power for the first time and became a magic apprentice.

With the help of his magical powers, Joryll's progress in the field of apothecary has skyrocketed. The family's knowledge of recipes and herbs was gradually unable to satisfy his increasingly exuberant, curious, and unrestrained curiosity, and Jorell unsurprisingly entered the realm of alchemy.

He excelled in the field of alchemy as a magical apprentice and wanted to invent more new recipes through his own hard work.

At that time, Jorell was eager to see the effects of the newly invented potion on humans, and wanted to continuously improve it by reflecting the effects realistically. Unfortunately, others did not understand his good intentions, including the fellow mages he longed for.

Although the whole process of Jorell's experiments with the villagers was rather hidden, either putting some in the well water or adding a small amount to the tavern barrels, it was never detected at all. However, many strange things happened to the villagers still attracted the attention of the lord.

The lord reported the matter to the Magical Society, which sent someone to investigate, and finally locked its eyes on Joryl.

Because Jorell was still young at the time and was just an ordinary apprentice in magic, the Guild did not take harsh measures against him, but only handed him over to a secular institution and told him that he could no longer be involved in the field of alchemy.

Jorell was eventually imprisoned for thirty-seven years. The young man who was still in high spirits at that time had become a haggard uncle when he came out, and he looked even older because of his perennial prison life.

Fortunately, his prison life did not completely destroy him, and Joriel was still promoted from a magic apprentice to a full-fledged mage through his own efforts, as well as the Warden's appreciation and the support of various books and magic stones!

Although Jorell failed twice in the promotion process, resulting in severe soul damage, making his subsequent promotion extremely difficult, he was not discouraged by this.

Jorell believes that he will be able to invent a magical potion that can repair souls, and thus heal the soul wounds that all mages are currently unable to do. And he also invented more, more powerful, and more magical formulas that made the whole world look up to him.

Since the Magic Association does not allow him to set foot in the alchemy realm anymore, then Joryl is not ready to join the hypocritical Magic Association again, he wants to be a wild mage. Anyway, he has a lot of knowledge in medicine, so he doesn't have to worry about finding a financier to fund him.

"Knock knock. There was a sudden knock on the door above the cellar.

Was it my last gnoll who had been delivered?, and he galloped over with joy.

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