Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe C.416 Cocky Bunch

The Flynn Family was among the most prominent noble houses in the city. They were also one of the first settlers of the site that would eventually come to be known as Ravenfell.

Suffice it to say that the family's influence ran deep within the city. While perhaps not the richest, they were arguably one of the most prestigious families in Ravenfell.

However, misfortune struck them a few months back when the patriarch of the family, Brigham Flynn, suddenly became unwell.

While the outsiders merely thought of it as the case of a magus nearing the end of his life, it was never confirmed. The Flynn Family also refused to comment on the matter since their leader's health suddenly deteriorated.

After all, many ravenous wolves were hiding in the dark, waiting for the family to show a sign of weakness.

As Ada guided Adam to the main room, she spoke in a hushed tone, "The person who's here today is the daughter of the patriarch, Elysande Flynn."

She paused for a moment before solemnly stating, "She's considered an expert Mana Liquefaction Magus, so please—"

Adam interrupted her with a wave of his hand, "I know, I know, I'll be on my best behavior alright."

Ada deeply stared at Adam, causing the latter to feel helpless. "Just trust me, okay? I wouldn't do anything to tarnish the reputation of the Herbalist's Guild."

In the end, Ada could only sigh, "I believe you, my lord. But there's one more thing."

Ada's eyes gleamed with sharpness. "Refrain from drinking liquor in front of the client. It will diminish whatever little credibility that you have."

Everyone in the guild knew that Adam was an avid drinker. They would always find him holding a gourd of wine. They didn't mind, however. After all, everyone had a vice.

Adam bit his lower lip as he clenched his fists. This woman… She's too candid!

The pair soon arrived at the main room where many customers—all of them magi—had gathered. This spacious room was filled with tall wooden shelves containing magical potions, ointments, and medicinal oils.

This was the place where customers would buy ready-made potions. Knowing that these potions were concocted by the Herbalists of the guild, quality was guaranteed.

In the past few weeks, Adam had put up several potions here for sale. However, he had only earned a few hundred Acadian golds after the guild took its fee.

The real money was in the commissions.

Today, he would finally be able to earn big. Thinking of the amount of money he would be charging his rich client, Adam's lips curled up into a perverted grin.

Nothing turned him on like money.

"My Lord!" Ada almost yelled at the youth. "Please, control yourself!"

"Ahem!" Adam awkwardly coughed. "Forgive me, Ada, I was just reminded of—"

"Please, I don't wish to hear about your sexual escapades," said Ada with an embarrassed expression as she hurried toward the other end of the main room.

Sexual escapades? Adam sighed wistfully. All I have are these hands and my imagination…

He removed all these stupid thoughts from his mind, and once again thought back to the matter at hand - making money.

His gaze then landed on Ada who was politely conversing with a group of people - a middle-aged lady and an old man.

The female magus had a commanding and formidable presence, instantly causing Adam to be surprised. She's strong!

As he walked toward her, he involuntarily sized her up. Her tall, athletic frame was clad in a sleek black robe. Her posture was upright and assertive, shoulders back, and head held high, exuding an aura of confidence and authority.

Her piercing brown eyes seem to blaze with fire, a fire so hot that it could burn her enemies alive. The woman's hair was dark brown, bordering on black.

Moreover, she also had a very beautiful face, but that's not what caught Adam's attention. Instead, it was her aura of fierceness that made it clear to him that she was a force to reckon with.

She's far stronger than those bastards, Oswald and Hemingway, Adam concluded in his heart.

Sensing someone's gaze on her, the woman turned her head and looked at Adam slowly approaching them.

Immediately her pupils constricted and her muscles tensed up involuntarily. She almost reached out for the sword hanging on her waist, but at the last second, she controlled herself.

She was very shocked at the moment and couldn't help but think to herself, Who is this kid?! His presence is like that of a dreadful magical beast!

The two stood before each other, carefully observing one another. None of them spoke a word. It was almost as if they were battling one another in a different dimension while their physical bodies remained still in the material world.

"Where are your manners, boy?" The old magus standing beside the woman growled. "How dare you ogle the lady of my house?"

"Ogle?" Adam broke eye contact with the brunette lady and glanced at the old man with amusement. "Isn't she the one ogling me? I'll let you know, geezer, I'm the innocent one here."

Seeing this interaction take place, Ada had the urge to face-palm. My Lord, why? I told you to be on your best behavior! Just why?!

The old magus was seething with rage at Adam's lack of manners. "You bloody—"

"That's enough, Alvertos." The dark-robed woman raised her hand, gesturing for the old magus to stop.

"Yes, my lady." Alvertos respectfully complied but continued to stare daggers at Adam.

The woman gazed at the raven-haired youth and flatly said, "The aura of blood emanating from you is not what one would usually see in a Herbalist. Who are you, young magus?"

"Oho?" Adam was very intrigued. "As I thought! You really are a magus of the battlefields. This 'aura of blood' that you speak of… Hehe, it takes one to know one, I suppose."

The woman deeply stared at Adam for a few moments, her face stoic as ever. Then, she introduced herself, "Elysande Flynn, eldest daughter of the Flynn Family."

Adam placed his hand on his chest and slightly bowed. "Adam Constantine, graduate student of Saratoga and Grade 2 Herbalist of the Herbalist's Guild."

"Are you really a Grade 2 herbalist?" Elysande asked with doubt.

Adam's lips formed a mischievous smirk and he taunted, "Do you think the guild leader is a fool to anoint me to the rank of Grade 2?"

Alvertos glared at Adam for speaking in such a lackadaisical manner with the young lady of the Flynn Family.

Elysande was also slightly taken aback. Rarely did people talk to her in such an uncaring manner.

Meanwhile, Ada was nervously sweating on the sidelines. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Probably the latter.

Just when things seemed like they would spiral out of control, Elysande's lips parted and she muttered coldly, "You herbalists sure are a cocky bunch. I'm on a strict schedule here. Let's get this over with quickly."

Adam chuckled as he stepped aside, gesturing the magi toward the stairway to the second floor.

"After you."f𝐫e𝚎𝘄eb𝚗o𝐯𝐞𝐥.𝐜𝚘m