Silver Bottle VII

"Mr. Gilan, did you... did you just use alchemy?"

Lemei walked beside Gilan and asked curiously.

"Mm." Gilan glanced at the noble girl and answered. "Pre-prepared alchemical arrays."

"The four advanced structures you developed yourself?"

Lemei froze for a moment, then asked again.

Gilan nodded.

"Since I haven't learned 'alchemical catalysts' yet, I simply mixed some ink from basic materials and, based on their applicability, drew the alchemical arrays onto parchment beforehand. That way, I can take them out and use them whenever I need to."

"You can actually do that...?!"

Surprise filled Lemei's eyes.

Gilan chuckled. "I still can't match Madam Maikala's level. Drawing an alchemical array on the spot takes far too long and simply can't handle an emergency, so I had to find another way. That's how I came up with this method."

"The basic alchemical array of decomposition and reconstruction... enhanced by the effects of advanced structures, it condensed matter to an extreme degree."

Recalling the earlier scene, Lemei murmured to herself.

She gave the blond young man a long, searching look.

Such an alchemical array was not actually much help in combat... What was truly terrifying about Gilan was his own practical combat ability.

With nothing more than a hard, heavy "crowbar," he had effortlessly dealt with that group of veteran apprentices from the Red Duke.

Just how strong is he, really?

Lemei could not help wondering.

Could he be even stronger than Mother's guards? No way... They were all formidable experts retired from the royal elite, each possessing physical strength beyond that of ordinary people.

Yet even as she thought that, Lemei still could not be certain. Gilan had left too deep an impression on her, and he was far too mysterious.

Lemei looked again at the lion-headed monster dangling from the blond young