Lu Cang took a single step and vanished from the castle's entrance hall, appearing in the "Potion Synthesis Room" where the young Blood Race was.
He had kept his presence hidden all this time so as not to disturb him.
Whoosh!
The pale-faced Blood Race was clearly startled when the figure suddenly appeared.
"Y-you are...?"
Lu Cang replied without hesitation, "Your savior."
As he spoke,
Lu Cang's gaze swept across the disorderly drafts on the workbench.
He couldn't make heads or tails of them... With his current knowledge of Potion Making, Pharmacology, and Potions, he really couldn't understand any of it.
"My savior?"
The Blood Race was utterly confused by Lu Cang's reply.
But as the potion research came to completion, its senses extended outward. When it looked beyond the room, all it saw was a stretch of ruins.
While it had been researching this potion,
what had happened?
"You..."
Lu Cang pointed his thumb behind him and got straight to the point. "This dragon wanted to kill you."
"I stopped it."
"But my abilities are limited. I couldn't protect everyone."
Lu Cang's tone was calm. "So the only survivors are you and a few powerful people who could protect themselves."
Only after secretly touching him with his "Core" did Lu Cang learn his true identity.
This Blood Race was a level 7 Alchemist, the third level 7 in the city.
His name was Eukrin.
"Ring a bell, Ansu? This guy's name is Eukrin."
Ansu gave a dry chuckle. "A nobody. Why would I remember him?"
"Though I've seen a lot in my time, I can't recognize every nobody in the world."
It seemed Eukrin truly wasn't famous.
"Kill me? Why?"
Lu Cang saw that as the other spoke, his thoughts had already spread outward, and a faint poison gas