At that moment, Megan realized her action was inappropriate and quickly let go of Benjamin. Her face flushed red as she was feeling embarrassed. "I got too happy because I didn't expect you to progress so quickly. Do you know second-grade low-rank alchemist is so much stronger than first-grade high-rank alchemist?"
Severin nodded. "That's right. Your status is different now that you're a second-grade low-rank alchemist because there are just a handful of second-grade low-rank alchemists whereas there are a lot of first-grade high-rank alchemists in this world. To some alchemists, it is their dream to become second-grade alchemists"
"Did you hear that? I'm not the only one who thinks that. Even Severin thinks the same way too," Megan giggled.
Benjamin smiled humbly. "I'm still a far stretch from you. But I'm really satisfied with where I am now."
Megan replied, "Of course. Severin is like a god. It's hard to be like him but I think you're very wonderful. Hehe."
Just then, Benjamin flipped his hand and took out a porcelain bottle to give Severin. "Master, these are the alchemical pills I produced. There are over thirty first-grade high-rank alchemical pills and around twenty second-grade low-rank alchemical pills. This is the only way I can think of to express my gratitude to you."
Severin accepted the porcelain bottle happily. He opened it and took a look at those alchemical pills. After that, he nodded satisfyingly. "It's the thought that counts. Train hard. I believe you can achieve higher results."
Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Oh. Do you have any second-grade medium or high-rank alchemical recipes?"
Benjamin scratched his head embarrassedly. "No I don't."
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