58 Inspection on Fraser’s Potions (1/2)

Without hesitation, Fraser immediately agreed on the request of Magus Sept.

After all, Magus Sept is his mentor and an honored Magus.

Besides, trying to deny the request would probably only infuriate Magus Sept.

This decision to agree without hesitation was a good one as Fraser witnessed the delicate control of a Magus.

A single hand wave from Magus Sept sufficed to make the three wooden crate float.

One by one the basic potions formed a circle around Magus Sept.

With a small smile on his lips Magus Sept began to speak: ”The potions that you have created are not superior or anything special. However, they fulfill the standard to be useful.”

After casually grabbing a basic potion from each kind, Magus Sept made the other potions float back into the wooden crates.

As if touched by an invisible hand the cork on the flask got pulled out and Magus Sept personally smelled the potion.

Not showing any facial change on the basic strength potion and the basic injury mending potion caused Fraser to feel nervous.

'Does it mean that he is dissatisfied with the results? Or perhaps he is disappointed?'

To be honest, Fraser really didn't care of whether Magus Sept would be disappointed or dissatisfied. Instead, he cared about the fact of whether he would have a positive impression on Magus Sept.

Considering the fact that Magus Sept is a respectable Magus and had considerable strong social relationships as well as resources that he as an apprentice could only hope to gather, it would make sense to try to not make a negative impression.

But the fear of Fraser never appeared in reality as Magus Sept threw a basic explosion potion into the distance and caused an explosion shaped in the form of a sphere with the diameter of a half a dozen meters or twenty feet.

After the explosion of Fraser's potion, Magus Sept turned towards Fraser with a small smile on his lips and began to speak:

”I have to say. Even if none of your potions could be considered high standard, they are all functional and are able to do their job. Besides, the ability to create so many functional potions and still advance to apprentice level 3 is really impressive.”

As if thinking something really important, Magus Sept fell into deep thought while uttering an ”Mhmm.”

Not daring to interrupt the seemingly important thinking process of Magus Sept, Fraser could only stay silent.

He wasn't the only one trying to stay as silent as possible as the apprentices who weren't in any inner circles tried to be silent as well.

The only sound came from the handsome youth clad in a white robe as he taunted the middle-aged magus with the white-haired woman.

Over time the place where the ten Magi stood with a little bit of distance between each of them got crowded as more and more members of their respected inner circle joined their Magus.

Naturally, no one of the members stood as close to their Magus as Fraser.

So it was no wonder that every time a new person joined the crowd, they would point at Fraser or glance towards him before asking around.

When only a couple of members missed, Magus Sept stopped to ponder about the something he thought of and began to speak: