Attitude

When Abel spoke of his lucky success, Master Bitton had already sensed it from his aura, but he was still so shocked that he could not speak.

Beside him, Master Alfred had likewise opened his mouth wide. He had been waiting here so that, should Abel fail, he could advise Abel not to lose heart and help him move past the failure.

But he had never imagined that Abel had not failed at all. He had succeeded, breaking the strange cycle of nearly a thousand years without advancement.

The significance of this was far more than simply advancing to become an Alchemy Master. Abel had given every Senior Alchemist hope.

For countless years, Senior Alchemists had continued to fail. Each failure dealt another blow to the confidence of those who followed, until that confidence vanished completely, and advancing to become an Alchemy Master became an act of despair.

Senior Alchemists only dared to attempt the Alchemy Master realm shortly before death, which made success even more impossible.

Now Abel had given the Senior Alchemists hope: a Senior Alchemist could advance to become an Alchemy Master.

Before this, Senior Alchemists had already found many excuses to explain why they could not advance to become Alchemy Masters. Some said it was because of the environment, some because of a lack of resources, and some because of bodily transformation.

In short, every explanation served to prove one thing: Senior Alchemists could never advance to become Alchemy Masters again.

"Honored Master Bennett, Master Alfred, Honorary Alchemy Master of the Anyost City Alchemist Guild, requests that you record your advancement process in the Anyost City Alchemist Guild when you have the time!" Master Alfred bowed deeply to Abel and spoke earnestly.

"Master Alfred, this is something I ought to do. I thank the Anyost City