The Witcher: Elemental Lords

He glanced at the person named Sano and suddenly smiled faintly, "I am Dorle, and I will be a lecturer for the Advanced Potion Studies course in a month. I hope to see you again."

Hearing this, the person called Sano lowered his head even further.

The smiles on the faces of the others also gradually disappeared at this moment.

Advanced courses, this?

Many people are willing to study potion-making. Their lifelong desire may be to refine some level-two potions. The lecturer of the advanced course is someone who inherits level-three potions. This guy is actually a super大佬 who can refine level-three magic potions. How is this possible? If this news gets out, it is estimated that a bunch of people in the academy will line up to beat them.

Although they are nobles, people above people, in an academy dominated by wizards, strength comes first.

Seeing this, Gutus's depression dissipated, and a smile appeared on his face. This Dorle is also a super腹黑 character.

The two then left the restaurant.

As soon as they left the restaurant, Gutus burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, that Sano, really, hahahaha."

In the restaurant, everyone's faces turned even darker, and they asked one after another, who is this person, where did he come from, and how could he be a pharmacist?

Even the dogs in the academy know how popular pharmacists are. The tails of advanced wizard apprentice pharmacists are higher than theirs.

Sano raised his head and said with some depression, "My intermediate potion level has already passed. I will be taking advanced potion studies next semester. What should I do?"

"Although he said that, there are other advanced lecturers. You don't necessarily have to go to his course," someone immediately suggested.

Among their group, level-two potions are no longer needed, and they are now waiting for Sano to learn level-three potions.

Sano thought about it, and that was the truth.

So he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hope he doesn't lecture as well as other tutors, otherwise, I will have to run back and forth to listen," Sano said with a headache.

…

After Gutus finished laughing, he quickly arrived on the seventh floor.

At this time, Lamb was already awake, and when the two arrived, the door opened automatically.

As soon as they entered, they saw a spacious hall. The floor was very clean, and there was nothing superfluous, neat and simple.

At the end of the hall was a balcony. On the balcony was a small round table. At this time, Vice President Lamb was sitting there, quietly looking outside.

Dorle and Gutus went in together.

"Teacher."

"Vice President."

Lamb looked at Dorle, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "I have already told them last night, and your appointment as senior lecturer has been finalized. In a while, let Gutus take you to complete the admission procedures. In addition, your basic knowledge may be weak, so the library's permissions have been opened to level three for you. If you need anything, you can go to the library to watch it yourself."

A look of joy appeared on Dorle's face, "Then thank you, Lord Lamb, I will definitely lecture well." What he lacked most was all kinds of basic knowledge.

Lamb nodded and said, "In a while, you will move to the Potion Hall. Someone will arrange your accommodation and distribute relevant experimental equipment. Of course, you have to buy the medicinal materials yourself. There is a place in the academy that manages materials. Gutus will take you there. Also, if you want to live with us, you can, but you have to move the experimental equipment yourself."

Lamb showed a meaningful expression.

Dorle thought for a while and said seriously, "Then I'll stay with you. It should be less troublesome."

As a scarce resource, pharmacists will be known to everyone once they are registered, and it is estimated that people will come one after another, which is very annoying. Living here with Vice President Lamb as a shield can also avoid being disturbed.

Lamb chuckled, "You little slippery head."

Gutus's face also became excited. It's good to be close, and he can also steal a little better. Those potion lecturers in the academy are difficult to talk to, and now there is finally 'one of our own'.

…

The registration place is at the gate of the academy. There is a registration office there. There are two people inside. When Gutus and Dorle came, they had already received the news. Although they were surprised by Dorle's age, they still respectfully registered Dorle and issued a silver waist tag.

This waist tag is the logo of the academy.

There are two types of waist tags, one is bronze and the other is silver. Bronze represents students, and silver represents lecturers.

While playing with the waist tag, while walking out of the registration office, Dorle needed to go to the Potion Hall to receive a set of basic potion equipment, which was the treatment he should have.

As Gutus walked, he looked enviously at the silver waist tag. If he still had a sense of superiority before, then the waist tag separated the two of them at once. No matter how arrogant he was, he was only a bronze waist tag, while Dorle's silver waist tag could not be exchanged for strength.

"Let's go, help me be a porter," Dorle said with a faint smile, "I'll reward you with a bottle of mental power potion."

Gutus was immediately excited, "Okay, I'll carry anything."

…

The Potion Hall is very large. The first floor is like a trading market, with many rooms and windows.

The second floor is the real laboratory. At this time, in the second floor, a middle-aged man, Elliott, was instructing another woman, Ellen.

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"A senior potion lecturer is coming in a while, and our pressure will be greatly reduced," Elliott's voice was very deep and full of magnetism.

Ellen was a very petite woman. Hearing this, she was a little surprised?

"Senior potion lecturer? Which kind of potion is he good at?"

"Mental power potion," Elliott sighed.

The woman's eyes widened suddenly, "It turned out to be… Then our pressure will indeed be reduced a lot. Who brought him?"

"Vice President Lamb. It is said that he brought him from the Northern Kingdom this time. Mental power potion is the most popular potion," Elliott's tone was still very deep, as if he was caught in some kind of thinking.

The corners of Ellen's mouth curled up slightly, "Hehe, let him come, as long as he doesn't interfere with my experiment."

Elliott snorted softly, "Although this is the case, it will take away our drug share."

Ellen frowned.

At this time, Dorle had already arrived on the first floor.

The first floor of the Potion Hall is the potion trading hall. Various windows allow you to purchase various potions. According to Gutus, because the academy's potion studies have always been very depressed, the number of various potions has always been insufficient.

Especially the mental power potions needed by wizards, the output has always been very low. His arrival at the academy can make up for this deficiency, but the problem comes again. His level-three mental power potions are very pure, far exceeding other potions. If mass production starts, it will easily affect other pharmacists.

This is the struggle between pharmacists.

Gutus told him to be careful.

The two slowly went to the second floor and came to a room. The person in charge here was an old man. Seeing Gutus coming, he looked at Dorle and instantly understood.

Without saying a word, he took out a set of things from below and placed them on the table, seemingly unwilling to speak.

Dorle was happy to do so. He looked at these things, a whole set of bottles and cans, a very ordinary alchemy platform, which seemed to be very old, which made him frown.

He glanced at Gutus.

Gutus also frowned at this time, "Steward Luming, can this thing still be used?"

The old man was old and godlike, "It can be used, but it's a little old. We only have this one left in the Potion Hall. Otherwise, I'll ask the Hall Master to ask you?"