Chapter 90: The Five Families of the Magicians' Gathering in Lizlinwo
No one in the hall spoke casually. Everyone's eyes followed her movements and stopped at the light blue potion.
Betty Bianchi, who is the most talented in alchemy among the four major families except Salis, stared at the potion that Salis took out. To be honest, she did not feel that there was anything different about this bottle of potion, or rather, it was just ordinary.
Salis pushed the potion slightly forward, stood up straight, and raised her head again: "I won't waste any more words. This thing is the magic recovery potion."
After a few quick and harsh sounds of wooden chairs rubbing against the ground, the hall was visibly frozen, and only a moment later, it exploded again.
The few people who stood up in shock didn't care about their own loss of composure.
The people on the stairs couldn't find their thoughts or their voices for a moment, and they just stared at Salis.
Hefa and the old lady beside him, who was also a representative of the Ganache family, looked calm.
Betty leaned forward towards Salis, her hands on the table, her breathing rapid. "Have you finished refining it?"
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Salis's response, only to see her shake her head. "I'm sorry, I wasn't the one who successfully concocted the magic recovery potion."
There was another moment of surprised silence.
Betty's pupils shrank. If it wasn't Salis, then who could it be? Besides her, the only person in the entire magical world most likely to create a magic restoration potion was Salis. She thought so, and so she asked, "Who is it?"
Under everyone's gaze, Salis replied, "Vifiya."
The hall suddenly became quiet again, and soon the sound of people talking in low voices could be heard.
A young man dressed obviously differently from everyone else, his muscular lines faintly visible under the black clothes wrapped in his upper body. He touched his belt and gently knocked on the wooden table.
The sound was not loud, but with magic everyone could hear it.
The only voice left in the hall was his interested voice: "Master Salis, is there such a person in the magic world?"
Salis looked over and she remembered this man, the current head of the Fiorella family, one of the four major families.
"You're very perceptive, she's just an ordinary person."
This answer clearly caught everyone in the hall by surprise. Before they could react, Saliss spoke again, "She made the magic recovery potion completely by herself."
There was a dead silence, and they were unable to understand every word that Salis said for a moment.
Are you crazy?
Betty restrained her expression, her face more serious than ever before: "Lord Salis, are you kidding?"
Although they asked this question, they all understood that Salis had no need to and would not joke about such things.
Salis did not answer. Isidore, who had been sitting quietly, raised his hand. Small magic circles appeared in front of everyone on the round table and the stairs. Bottles of light blue potions fell steadily on the table, while those on the stairs were suspended in mid-air.
Everyone's eyes turned to Isidore in surprise. How much time had passed? What an enviable talent he had, being able to accurately control so many magic circles at the same time.
"It's very simple to use." Kaharun paused, "Just apply it on your skin."
Everyone suppressed all their doubts about the potion maker, because at this moment, although they had subconsciously believed in the magic recovery potion that the great magician took out, they were still full of curiosity and anticipation about the potion.
Some people even had trembling hands holding the medicine.
None of them could forget the grief of the Four Hundred Years' War. The reason why countless magicians died was simply because their magic power could not be restored in time. Obviously, everyone at that time was basically not good at close combat, and in the end they could only resist with their flesh and blood.
Even the original five major families are now reduced to only four families because of that war, in which all members of the Hayes family sacrificed their lives.
That's why they are so obsessed with the magic recovery potion, at least to prevent such a tragedy from happening again.
Yusen Ewing, who was sitting at the round table, reacted differently from the others. He remained silent, and his pale face did not show any obvious change in expression because of the magic recovery potion. He squeezed the potion tightly and glanced at Betty again. As expected, she lost her temper again.
Soon, the air was filled with surprise and joy, and faint sobs could be heard on the stairs.
"Why are you crying, man? You should be happy." The woman said, suppressing her tears.
"I know, I know, I just want to cry."
Sitting next to Hefa, old lady Xiwang Ganache couldn't help but sigh: "We have been waiting for this day for a long time."
Yes, they have been waiting for this day for a long, long time.
Salis took in everyone's reactions, her eyes concealing sadness. Before she could speak, Yousen looked up at her. Putting aside his ordinary identity as a potion maker, what was more important now was: "Lord Salis, what does that lady want to do with this potion?"
Yusen's question was also the focus of everyone present. Through what channels could they obtain the magic recovery potion in the future?
They didn't know how to make potions, and that lady, how did she want to trade with the magic world? Would all potions only be purchased from her, or would she cooperate with... the great magician and deliver them to them through Sallys?
Hearing this, Salis smiled lightly, her eyes firm:
"We will comply with Miss Vifia's wishes and make public all of her detailed steps, materials, and precautions for refining the magic recovery potion to the entire magical community."
Wow!
The commotion in the hall drowned out the gurgling of water overhead.
Everyone sitting around the round table fell silent. Before Yousen could raise his doubts again, Betty couldn't help but raise her voice: "Lord Salis, I have a question! How can an ordinary person, an ordinary person without any magic power, refine a magical product?"
"The answer to this question is very simple," Kaharun said, looking at the woman who had reached adulthood but still looked short. "Because the refining process of the magic recovery potion does not require magic. To be more precise, it can be made without magic."
What? Betty was surprised, but she still couldn't accept it. So many magicians were researching and refining potions, and they had worked hard for so many years, but this potion was simply made by an ordinary person.
Xiu stretched out his long legs under the table and leaned back in his chair. His gaze fell unconcealedly on the two people from the Ganache family. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Grandma Xiwang, you don't seem surprised by this."
His tone was affirmative.
Hefa shrugged. "I know. Of course I'm not surprised."
Xi Wang laughed cheerfully and said, "I heard Hefa say that not long ago. If I show surprise again, I'll seem hypocritical."
They had no intention of concealing the fact that they knew about the magic recovery potion in advance. Just based on the incident of Buma Lingdale, the Ganache family was willing to stand on Vifiya's side.
Xiu didn't ask more questions as others hoped, he already had some guesses in his mind.
"I have a question, too." His eyes, which always held a smile, were now hidden. He looked at Salis, "Lord Salis, how do you prove that Miss Vifia didn't steal the work of other magicians?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his neck was covered with densely packed tiny ice spikes, which would pierce into his flesh as soon as he moved.
"She didn't."
Compared to the sudden change, what surprised them even more was that the person who did all this, including speaking, was Isidore.
This darling of God has always been known to everyone as being taciturn and without any emotions. He has no interest in anyone or anything, and his silver pupils look like a dead object whenever he looks into others' eyes.
Isidore is like a puppet.
They, who had seen him many times, were already used to him being like this.
The talent that makes the world jealous comes with inherent flaws.
But now, Isidore had an expression, he was warning, warning Xiu.
Because of Miss Vifiya.
Xiu's smile widened. It was indeed not simple. The attack Isidore used on him was not fatal. He stretched out his hand and grasped the ice ring. A flash of light appeared, and it was completely destroyed.
"I understand. The Foorella family will no longer have any doubts about Miss Vifia being the creator of the magic recovery potion."
He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He should know who this Vifiya was.
If I'm not mistaken, her full name is Vifiya Kesley.
A strange person. The nobles of the Segarot Empire were extremely protective of their surnames. Why would she abandon hers at a time like this? Only the nobles had surnames.
Things changed so quickly that they all understood what Xiu meant. The Foarella family would put Vifiana under their protection.
"Ah, so do we in Ganache," Hefa said with a smile.
He suddenly changed the subject, his eyes turning to Betty: "She has been recognized by Buma Lingdalie."
Most of the magicians on the stairs looked confused, not knowing why Hefa suddenly brought this up, but the other families at the round table knew.
The fact that the Ganache family has been searching for Buma Lingdalie for generations is no secret among the four major families.
Similarly, as papers fluttered down from the sky that night, they all knew that the Ganache family had finally fulfilled the obsession of the first great magician.
Except for Xiu who closed his eyes and couldn't tell what he was thinking, the people from the other two families all had more or less disbelief expressions on their faces.
Betty finally swallowed the words she wanted to refute and question. She clenched her fists and sat down with a bit of dissatisfaction.
She pursed her lips before saying impatiently, "The Bianchi family won't question it anymore either."
"So does the Ewing family." Eusemb followed closely, he understood what this meant.
Can an ordinary person who is recognized by the long-lost Buma Lingdalie really be considered an ordinary person?
Maybe she was also involved in the night when the Ganache family finally found Buma Lingdalie.
All the magicians present trusted Salis and were willing to believe that what she said was true. Their objections and doubts were mostly just because they were surprised that an ordinary person without any magic power could successfully refine a magic recovery potion.
Salis secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The situation was better than she had expected.
There were just some things that Salis felt she had to say.
"I will send the instructions on how to make the magic recovery potion to everyone present. If there are other magicians not present, you will be the ones to teach them."
"Also, the successful refining of the magic recovery potion requires a price, and Miss Vifiya has already paid this price for all of us, so we can refine it safely, so..."
Salis didn't finish her words, but they all understood what she meant. As magicians, they had more or less touched that threshold and knew what the price she was talking about was.
They were eager to know everything about Miss Vifia, the benefactor of the magical world.
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