Nielas.Eran

The press conference held by the Alchemist Association was not quite what Drew had imagined.

First, it was aimed at the general public—or rather, an internal announcement within the Alchemist Association system that another Master Alchemist had been born. Then, it was aimed at the high-society circle; Drew felt as if he were hosting a birthday party.

The Alchemist Association organized a banquet, and various figures or organizations from the high-society circle arrived one after another, bearing gifts.

The gifts brought were items only found in high-society circles, mostly rare medicinal herbs.

It seemed that many knew of Drew's areas of expertise and had come specifically to curry favor.

During the banquet, President Pierre introduced Drew to everyone.

Drew talked incessantly with the people who came to meet him. At this moment, Cesar Menotti, a Senior Mage and Vice Dean of the Ice Branch of the Royal Mage Academy, who had come to attend on behalf of the academy, arrived before Drew.

"Greetings, Master Drew. I am Cesar Menotti, Vice Dean of the Ice Branch of the Royal Mage Academy.

Congratulations on your successful promotion to Master Alchemist and becoming a member of our circle.

Besides, we are colleagues, after all."

"Oh? Are you an alchemist as well?"

"No, no, no. We are colleagues in another sense. I heard you founded an academy, did you not? Doesn't that make us colleagues?"

"Just a small endeavor. I didn't expect it to reach your ears. You flatter me."

"Master Drew, you are too modest.

Although your academy is small in scale, its reputation has been quite significant lately.

Your students have been making quite a splash recently," Dean Cesar Menotti praised.

"Oh? What kind of splash have they made?" others nearby asked.

"These talents have only been at the academy founded by Master Drew for three months.

They seem reborn; many have achieved major breakthroughs, and some have even been scouted by Court Archmages to be taken as disciples..." Cesar Menotti introduced the details of how those people were before and how they were now to the surrounding crowd.

After listening, Drew learned that several noble students had broken through their existing realms after returning home.

This further confirmed the rumors that Joseph had relied on a special method to advance.

However, Drew guessed that it was likely because these noble students, having learned something, discovered that magic runes were not as difficult as they had previously felt, and after a slight attempt, they advanced as smoothly as Joseph had at the time.

My, this has certainly become quite the living advertisement for the academy.

Then, Drew also heard news about those old mages.

Although none of them had advanced, which left Drew somewhat disappointed.

After all, the problems preventing them from advancing might not be the same as Joseph's.

But after completing their studies, these people all claimed that their insights into magic had improved significantly.

At first, no one believed them, thinking they were just trying to save face. That was until one old mage, feeling he had made great progress, challenged an old rival to a duel. The two had always been evenly matched.

But this time, the old mage's insights were deeper, especially his understanding of magic runes, and his casting speed had increased significantly.

In the battle, the old mage completely suppressed his old rival and defeated him with ease.

There were many spectators at this duel, and the news spread instantly. Now, many more believed their claims.

Hearing that one could improve their strength after three months of study, even if they couldn't advance, many were immediately tempted.

Finally, there was the matter of Thomas.

Thomas had also advanced; he had become an Intermediate Mage at a young age.

Previously, his limited circle meant his talent was not widely known, but now, through the circles of his noble classmates at the academy, his talent had spread.

Suddenly, many people came to fawn over him, and with the news that his master had passed away and he was currently without guidance, some Senior or even Master-level mages even came to take him as a disciple.

In the end, he chose a Court Archmage as his teacher. Hearing this, Drew sighed.

He had originally taken a liking to him and wanted to take him in, but the fruit had been plucked by someone else.

"Oh, I wonder which Court Archmage took him in?" Drew asked.

"It seems to be someone named Nielas Aran," Dean Cesar Menotti replied.

Drew was stunned upon hearing this name. The name sounded so familiar.

Wasn't this the father of the strongest human mage, the Guardian Medivh?

It seemed his father had indeed served as a Court Mage in Stormwind City. Could it be that the kid Thomas was about to become the junior fellow apprentice of Archmage Medivh? (Medivh didn't seem to be born yet.)

"It's actually Archmage Nielas Aran; that fellow has quite the fortune," someone remarked with envy.

It seemed this father of Medivh was already quite famous.

However, through Karen's memories, it seemed he didn't know much about him. After all, he only knew him through the game.

In the game's timeline, he had long since passed away, leaving only the Shade of Aran behind in Karazhan Tower by Medivh.

Now, he could ask for clarification.

"Is this Archmage Nielas Aran very famous?" Drew asked.

"Yes, Archmage Nielas Aran is a very excellent Archmage. He was born into nobility."

Furthermore, he possessed immense talent, becoming a Master-level mage at the mere age of thirty.

Among a group of court Master-level mages with white hair and beards, he stood out like a crane in a flock of chickens.

"He is also handsome and wealthy, the dream lover in the hearts of every young girl in Stormwind City," someone praised.

"So he is still single? No wife or children?" Drew asked.

"How could the dream lover of every girl in Stormwind City be a married man? That's right, he is still single."

Drew thought to himself, it seems Aegwynn the Guardian has not come to find him yet.

That Astral Mage Medivh is not even a cell yet.

Should I make contact? He is a celebrity, after all.

Drew reconsidered and decided against it; calculating the time, Aegwynn would be arriving soon.

As the strongest Guardian who has lived for eight hundred years, Aegwynn is a being who once killed an avatar of the final boss, Sargeras.

She is undoubtedly at least a Legendary Hero, if not a demigod.

The Orb of Deception on his person would be completely ineffective in front of her.

Having made his decision, Drew ended the topic regarding Archmage Nielas Aran. Just then, someone provided an assist, shifting the conversation.

"Master Drew, I heard you previously crafted a perfect Healing Potion, is that right?"

"Correction, it is a True Perfect Potion," President Pierre shouted from afar.

It was unclear how he heard the conversation from over there; it seemed he had been secretly paying attention the whole time.

President Pierre's loud voice drew everyone's attention to this spot.

Immediately following, amidst the confused gazes of the crowd, President Pierre explained to everyone what a True Perfect Potion was and the difference between a perfect potion and a True Perfect Potion, garnering many gasps of amazement. Alchemist Association reputation +1+1+1...

"I heard that the perfect... oh no, the True Perfect quality Healing Potion crafted by Master Drew can be used by ordinary people, is that true?

And it has no side effects?" the person who asked initially inquired again.

"I wouldn't say it has absolutely no side effects; there is a poisoning effect after consumption.

However, taking one Antidote Potion afterwards can resolve it.

If both are taken together, there are indeed no side effects," Drew replied.

"That's wonderful! Could you sell me one?

My father was severely injured while hunting a few days ago. Although he recovered after being treated by a priest upon his return, he almost didn't make it back. If I had a bottle of such a potion on hand at the time, it wouldn't have been so perilous. It is truly necessary to keep one on hand."

"I want one too."

"I want one too."

"I want one too." The others realized the logic in this and scrambled to purchase one.

"How about this: because this potion is extremely difficult to craft and hard to mass-produce, I can only make it occasionally and do not have much stock.

You can register with my apprentice according to the urgency of your needs, and once I craft them, I will deliver them to everyone according to the list. Is that acceptable?"

In the end, Nelson became the busiest person at this banquet.