In the student dormitory at Night-Kirin City's Magic Academy, Weber stared silently at the Magic Perception potions Umoni and Raccoon had brought him.
Just moments ago, his younger sister had brought him an identical bottle. Weber suddenly found himself confused.
"Where did you get these potions?"
Umoni smiled at Weber's question. "From Teacher Milady, of course. She brewed them. But Magic Perception potions require three kinds of Level 4 reagents, and those are pretty hard to come by.
"Only Mage Britt Lanyuan has brewed any in the past week. Almost all the potions of this kind in the entire academy have been exchanged from her."
"Britt Lanyuan? The eldest daughter of the Lanyuan House?" Weber's confusion deepened, though he kept it off his face. "Couldn't someone else have brewed them?"
"No way. Mage Britt is about to advance to the intermediate level, and Principal Gleia intends to train her as a potion-maker. So she hasn't been allowed to work on producing magical equipment lately. Instead, she's been brewing Level 4 potions," Raccoon said smugly. "That's what Teacher Milady told us!"
Weber looked at the potion in his hand, even more worried about how much his sister resented the noble children, especially Britt Lanyuan.
"Weber, hurry and drink it! This batch is especially high-quality. Several students at the academy have recently become Mage Apprentices and started learning to draw Magic Patterns from Teacher Milady. We saved our own portions especially to bring one to you!"
Wellis hurried through the academy dormitories, distributing Magic Perception potions to the six students on Dandelion's list. Then she prepared to head to the slave settlement south of the city, where the fifty thousand slaves Landen had purchased were being housed temporarily.
As Wellis was about to leave, she ran into Xiaohua, who was also