"Can you detect my gaze?! Is this man's strength better than ...... Is Viscount Fergus still strong? ”

Gray gasped violently, secretly shocked by the man's strength.

In a book in the family library, there is a record of the gaze of a powerful blood warrior who is able to perceive the gaze.

For this reason, he once tried on Viscount Fergus, secretly looking at Viscount Fergus from behind, but found that Viscount Fergus did not react to this kind of gaze.

I don't know if Viscount Fergus is accustomed to his gaze, but the strength is not a powerful blood warrior.

But now, this person is aware of his gaze, which means that this person's strength is likely to have surpassed that of Viscount Fergus.

Grappling apologetically, Gray quickly looked away.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

The man's actions were noticed by Polly, who turned her head and asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, who is that kid?"

Polly followed the man's line of sight and saw that it was Gray, and although she wondered why her teacher had noticed Gray, she still said.

"That's Gray of the Viscount family of Fergus. Fergus. ”

"Gray. Fergus? Oh, that mid-rank blood warrior genius under seventeen years old? ”

The man's words were flat, and although he said "genius", he did not regard Gray as a genius in his tone.

"Yes, it's him, and the teacher has heard of him?"

Polly is clearly accustomed to this attitude of men.

"It's all over the castle, and it's hard not to hear about it."

The man said lightly.

……

In order to hide his embarrassment, Gray buried his head in eating the castle's food, and only after a long moment did he raise his head, glanced at the man's side and quickly moved away, seeing that the man had not paid attention to his side, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It seems that the other party has no intention of caring with himself, and at the same time, he can't help but be secretly curious about what kind of identity this person is.

"Alone, it shouldn't be a noble ......"

"The marquis's daughter treats her respectfully, then the status of the other party must be very high......"

"The status is very high, and he came to this banquet hall alone, could the other party be ......?"

Soon, a person who was very suitable for his identity appeared in his mind, and that was the very mysterious alchemist that Viscount Fergus had never seen before.

If it is really the other party, then everything can be explained, and with the dignity of the alchemy master, it is natural to be treated respectfully by the marquisal woman.

"Everyone!"

Just as Gray was secretly guessing whether the other party was the mysterious alchemy master, an elegant male voice sounded.

When Gray looked up, he saw the Marquis of Sidney, the Marquise Jontina, the Marquis's eldest son, Saloyan, and the Marquis's second son, Manel, all of whom had come to the table just now, which had become the focus of everyone's attention.

"Let me introduce you to this one, this one is Master Duru!"

"Master Dulu is a master of alchemy worshiped by the Sidney family, and he is also the teacher of the little girl, let us toast Master Dulu with a drink!"

With that, the Marquis of Sidney raised the crystal glass with red wine in his hand.

When the noble families heard the introduction, they looked at the Duru master with eager eyes, and when they saw the Marquis of Sidney raise their glasses, they immediately stood up and raised their glasses.

Alchemist, this is a alchemist, if you can please him, it is not easy to get a potion?

Following Viscount Fergus, Gray also stood up with a cup, but his cup contained juice.

In this world, it is not allowed to drink alcohol under the age of eighteen, that is, before the rite of passage.

In the face of the grand introduction of the Marquis of Sidney and the enthusiastic eyes of the banquet hall, the man known as Master Duru stood up with a calm face.

Bite!

He picked up his glass and touched it with the Marquis of Sidney, took a sip of his drink, and immediately sat down again.

Cold, extremely cold.

For the other party's perfunctory attitude, the Marquis of Sidney was unimpressed, obviously used to it for a long time.

He raised his glass and smiled at everyone, drank the red wine in one gulp, and then took the Sidney family to sit down at the table.

"Sure enough, it's a master of alchemy!"

Gray had a look of surprise on his face, and couldn't help but look at the man again, and his eyes couldn't help but be full of amazement.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a master, he has a character, and even the face of the marquis is not very sold.

The most important thing is that the marquis actually didn't care, and from this point, it is not difficult to see how important the status of this master Dulu is in the marquis's heart.

If the Marquis has a little different view of Gray, then he attaches great importance to this Master Duru.

However, with the identity of the other party, it is indeed worth paying attention to.

The master of alchemy, who can refine potions, is an extremely rare existence even if he searches the entire Purple Moon Kingdom.

The potion refined from their hands is a means to save life at a critical moment, and sometimes, an extra bottle of potion is equivalent to an extra life.

With such means, it is inevitable that you can eat anywhere, and no nobleman will think that he has too many means to save his life.

Even if you can't stay in the Marquis of Sidney, if you change your territory, you can definitely enjoy the same VIP treatment.

Moreover, the potions they refine are not only a means of preserving their lives, but only one of the many abilities of potions.

In addition to that, there are too many abilities.

Such as rapid improvement of strength, such as delaying aging, such as a large increase in strength in a short period of time......

In the moments that Gray was thinking, quite a few nobles had already walked up to the table where the Marquis of Sidney was and greeted the Master Duru, but all they received were cold responses.

Even the Marquis of Sidney didn't give much face, how could he give face to some minor nobles?

On the side of the Fergus family.

"The character of this Master Duru is really ...... Particularly. ”

After watching for a while, Bernal said thoughtfully.

Originally, he wanted to say that the other party's personality was "eccentric", but considering the other party's identity that even the Marquis of Sidney had to treat politely, he had to replace the word "eccentric" with "special".

"It's 'special' indeed."

Gray could naturally hear the hidden words in his words, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

This Master Duru is very similar to the kind of geek scholar in his previous life who devoted himself to research.

It's not that I don't understand the world, but I just don't care about it.

Disdain to associate with ordinary people, disdain to remember the names of ordinary people, and disdain to respond to ordinary people...... As for offending ordinary people because of this, they don't care.

To a certain extent, such people have some arrogance, but they do have this kind of capital.

To put it bluntly, if any nobleman in this banquet hall had a conflict with this Duru master, it was probably this nobleman who would be kicked out, not Master Duru.

These nobles obviously knew that this would be the result, so even in the face of Master Dulu's cold response, they still had to smile.

"Master, shall we ......?"

Seeing that the other families were defeated, Madame Milan looked at Viscount Fergus with a slight hesitation.

Viscount Fergus frowned, shook his head after a moment.

"Master Duru doesn't seem to like being disturbed, so let's forget it!"

The feast began at noon and lasted until the end of the afternoon, and from then on, the birthday feast of the Marquis de Sidney was completely over.