Sun-Shaping Flower

Just then, Andre stepped forward, politely bowed, and said, "Greetings, Envoy Keli. We'll be relying on you for the upcoming evaluation work."

Apart from Leo, Andre was the only one who could still speak under Keli's Magical Pressure.

Granted, Andre had displayed quite a few flaws during this potion brewing session that people found hard to accept.

But as the person in charge of the laboratory,

at a time like this, he had stepped forward decisively and responsibly instead of becoming a turtle hiding in its shell.

Keli snorted coldly.

The Magical Pressure receded like the tide.

The other Wizard Apprentices in the laboratory gradually recovered as well.

Although Leo had not been greatly affected, he still felt his body become slightly lighter.

Leo fell into thought.

The gap in Magical Pressure alone can affect Wizards. However, that effect causes negative physical reactions. Someone like me, whose physical body has been strengthened, is relatively much less affected.

Keli pinched the emerald ring on her left hand with her right.

The emerald ring was a magical item, and it faintly retained a Magical Pressure that could make even Third-Level Wizard Apprentices feel suffocated.

Keli's gaze shifted slightly as she swept her eyes toward the table nearby.

Seventy-six bottles of high-quality potions sat on the table. Though their colors were almost identical, closer inspection revealed subtle differences in shade.

Keli said, "Andre, you have rather a lot of finished products here. Still, how many of them are truly high-quality potions is hard to say."

"Bring me the data report first. Let me have a look."

Keli entered the laboratory. Behind her were ten figures in long robes, none of whom had condensed a Spiritual Seed.

They hid beneath their robes, their faces impossible to see clearly.

Leo frowned slightly at the sight.