Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe C.417 Respect

As Adam set up the flame runic formation and the cauldron in one of the laboratories on the second floor, he asked, "So, what are we looking at here? What do you want me to cook?"

Elysande glanced at the laboratory with curious eyes. She had never visited this place; she never had to. "I want you to concoct a grade 2 Potion of Cleansing and a Potion of Healing."

After setting up the formation, Adam walked toward his workstation where all the specialized apparatuses were neatly organized for him to use.

"I need more information. What exactly is wrong with Lord Flynn? If I could conduct a proper diagnosis, I would be able to help you out better," Adam sincerely said as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to get to work.

This time, however, it wasn't Elysande but the old magus, Alvertos, who replied, "Just do as you're told, boy."

Adam's eyes narrowed as he gazed at the old magus with displeasure. He then looked at Elysande and saw that she didn't wish to discuss her father's health issue.

"Fine, whatever." Adam shrugged. "Hand over the materials." He paused for a moment and asked, "You do know the rules right?"

Alvertos stepped forward and harrumphed. "Rules? Heh, it's just a scam for you herbalists to acquire more resources."

It was a rule set by the guild that all customers who commissioned their herbalists to brew potions for them, would have to provide materials for three attempts.

A herbalist's profession was an arduous one and success was not always guaranteed. That is why the guild set up this rule to allow their herbalists to work without worrying about wastage or, in some cases, failure.

The most proficient herbalists had a success rate of at least 80%.

In the case that a herbalist managed to successfully concoct the potion on their first try, the rest of the materials would be given to them as a reward.

Of course, half of these leftover materials were taken by the guild.

Adam's eyes narrowed. "Scam? Then why the hell don't you get some herbalist in the Market Quarter to brew a potion for you?"

"You little shit, you are so disrespectful. Did your mother not teach you manners? We urgently need the potion so get to work—" Alvertos roared in fury.

Time was of the essence. The patriarch was in a critical condition and urgently needed medical attention.

If it wasn't for the guild leader, Halbert Dawson, being away from the city, Alvertos wouldn't have come here with his young lady in the first place.

However, his words got stuck in his throat when a terrifying aura radiated from Adam, instantly drenching his back in a layer of cold sweat.

"Old fool," Adam muttered coldly. "Respect is earned, not given. If you continue to speak to me in that condescending manner, then piss off."

He then glanced at Elysande and added, "What do you say, magus? Your father's health is deteriorating, the guild leader is out of town, while the other herbalists have their hands full.

"Can you afford to offend the only herbalist that can help you? If so, then get the hell out."

Elysande coldly looked at Adam, not willing to back down in the least. However, inwardly, she was greatly shocked.

Such a murderous aura! Just how many people has he killed? She thought to herself in disbelief.

Adam appeared to be a young man with a scholarly air around him. However, that was merely a facade. Within him, lay a voracious beast that would kill at a moment's notice.

A few moments of silence ensued before Elysande sighed, "You're right. Forgive us for—"

"It's not you who needs to ask for my forgiveness," Adam cut her off. He then glanced at Alvertos and coldly added, "Apologise to me, you damned fossil. Or do you want a beating?"

"Y-You!" Alvertos gritted his teeth in frustration and anger.

But remembering the dire situation the Flynn Family was in, he cast aside his pride and ultimately bowed down. "Please… forgive me, Magus Constantine."

Adam retrieved his aura and chuckled happily, "That wasn't so difficult now, was it?"

His sudden change in demeanor caught both of them off-guard. It was as if the person in front of them now was completely different from the person a moment ago.

"Chop-chop, give me the materials." Adam clapped his hand twice.

Alvertos was momentarily in a daze before he walked forward and retrieved a whole trunk full of herbs and ingredients from his storage ring and placed them on the workstation.

Adam glanced at all the materials and mumbled, "Hmm, now what do we have here? Mana-infused water from a sacred spring, mint, sage, and rosemary herbs. Oho! You managed to get your hands on moonlight herb, huh? Not bad.

"Handful of hair from the light-mane horse, good, good! And finally the essence of sun-kissed resin. Not bad, not bad at all. Looks like you guys have really put some effort into gathering these."

Elysande and Alvertos were not surprised that Adam had managed to identify all the ingredients. He was a grade 2 herbalist, after all. It would be strange if he could not identify these herbs.

Adam glanced at the two magi and stated, "These ingredients are good enough to brew a grade 2 Potion of Cleansing. The finished product will remove toxins, infections, and other harmful effects from the drinker's body."

He paused for a moment, stroking his chin in thought. "When I'm done with it, the resulting potion will be twice as potent. So I'm going to charge you two times the general price, okay?"

"You motherf—" Alvertos had finally lost it.

This young herbalist in front of him was clearly scamming him!

However, before he could even finish what he was about to say, Elysande waved her hand, stopping him from doing so.

She coldly gazed at Adam, her brown eyes flashing with a dangerous light. It was clear to her that Adam was taking advantage of her situation.

But she was truly desperate, thus she could only reluctantly agree, "We have a deal."

"Haha! You're a smart woman." Adam laughed heartily. "I won't disappoint you."

The next moment, he weaved a series of hand gestures and then constructed a spell model before him.

Following that, the magic circle lit up with a brilliant light, and a small portal to the Spirit World was formed!

Then, a tiny figure emerged from the portal. She flapped her wings which resembled a dragonfly's and hovered in the air, looking around curiously.

When the little wood spirit realized that she was inside the laboratory of the herbalist guild, she was exasperated.

She flew toward Adam's face and flailed her hands around and complained, "You're making me work overtime again! Argghh!"

Adam chuckled, "Nice to see you too, Yavia."

"Ughh, what are we making this time?" Yavia crossed her arms and pouted.

Adam's lips curled up into a smirk.

"Money."