As Flynn rose to his feet, Rose shook her head slightly and took a sip of her tea.
She had grown accustomed to Flynn’s temperament. She knew that only Matteo Kaur and Adrianna Noble could persuade Flynn; others might as well save their breath and just watch events unfold quietly.
However, if Flynn needed her, she would definitely stand by him, even if it meant completely falling out with Zion.
That was her promise to Flynn.
“I will remain true if you do.”
Layla, on the other hand, watched everything emotionlessly.
To her, Flynn was like a weed on the roadside, whether alive or dead, it made no difference to her.
But she felt some disdain.
After I called off our engagement, he has been trying every means to prove himself.
Joining Rose’s camp to confront me.
Trying to save face by secretly studying medicine, perhaps?
Thinks he can surpass me in medicine and then thoroughly regain his dignity?
Isn’t The Elixir of Vigor the proof?
Thinking a bit of medical study can help him concoct ointments?
Even if his so-called Elixir of Vigor has some effect, and can whiten the skin, it’s only about as effective as the cheap masks sold in stores, only slightly better than trash.
It’s not even one-tenth as good as my Glacial Balm. What makes him think he can compare to me?
Look at him now, with such a gloomy expression. What does he intend to do? Stand up for Harriet Hamilton?
Touch her and see what happens!
Don’t expect me to support you. When Zion’s fury descends, I’ll just watch coldly.
Begging won’t help!
Flynn slowly stood up and took a step forward, only two steps away from reaching Maisie Carlisle.
But at that moment, a strange fragrance suddenly filled the hall.
This scent was unlike any floral aroma in the world; it was refreshing, like a person who, after a day’s hard work, suddenly lies on a soft bed, feeling utterly relaxed.
As the fragrance gradually penetrated their bodies, people couldn’t help but exclaim.
“What is this fragrance? It smells so comforting, like consuming an elixir, making one feel as if floating.”
“I feel the same way. I had a cold today, but after smelling this, my headache is gone!”
“Amazing! It clears the mind, opens the pores-look, I’m sweating! Black sweat, is it detoxing? My body is detoxing!”
The excitement grew, and the entire venue was thrilled.
Everyone looked around, the crowd stirred, trying to find the source of the fragrance. Initially, they thought it was Layla’s Glacial Balm, but it was different.
Where is it coming from?
This fragrance, so delightful!
Better than any floral scent in the world!
“Hmm? The fragrance is coming from this jar…” Mr. Summerfield was the first to notice, swiftly moving forward, his gaze landing on a clay jar on the table.
His exclamation quieted the scene and also saved Maisie Carlisle from Flynn’s impending slap, which would have certainly marred the young master of Pelens.
Everyone’s attention followed Mr. Summerfield.
Harriet Hamilton had just scooped the remaining Elixir of Vigor back into the jar, leaving only a little on the table.
It was this little amount that filled the entire banquet hall with an incredibly comforting fragrance.
“Indeed! It’s the fragrance of The Elixir of Vigor! Such a good thing, indeed!” Mr. Summerfield exclaimed loudly as he leaned over the table, sniffing the remaining ointment greedily like an old dog.
A look of immense pleasure and satisfaction appeared on his face.
Maisie Carlisle was shocked: “Mr. Summerfield, are you sure? This herb smelled so bitter just now, how could it emit such a fragrance?”
Mr. Summerfield, who had practiced medicine for fifty years and followed Zion for twenty, had encountered numerous rare treasures.
He had seen miraculous medicines like Layla’s Glacial Balm a few times before.
Facing The Elixir of Vigor, he was so excited that his whole body trembled. After dabbing a little on the back of his hand, tears streamed down his face, almost losing control of his emotions.
It was the first time Maisie Carlisle had ever seen Mr. Summerfield lose his composure like this.
Not just Maisie Carlisle, but Zion and Xavier Caldwell also took a deep breath, their eyes filled with disbelief.
For over twenty years, Mr. Summerfield had been composed and unflappable in his dealings.
But now, his hands shook with excitement, and tears flowed freely…
Everyone’s breathing quickened at the sight of Mr. Summerfield in this state.
Even those present who knew nothing of medicine felt at that moment that The Elixir of Vigor was extraordinary.
After all, just the scent was enough to elevate one’s spirits, as if drinking an exquisite celestial brew…
“It’s bitter? That’s not bitterness, it’s sheer fragrance, overwhelming human olfactory limits, that makes it seem bitter!”
“Extreme reactions prove the rule!”
With this explanation from Mr. Summerfield, everyone immediately understood; a drop of ink in a tank of water leaves the water clear.
What about half a basin?
The water turns black!
This jar was like a truckload of spices concentrated into one, the fragrance so intense it became bitter!
“Do you mean The Elixir of Vigor is a supreme perfume? After applying, does one become breathtakingly beautiful?”
“And this fragrance, does it bring pleasure to body and mind? Can it detoxify and heal?”
Zion frowned.
Representatives from various factions of Pelens also looked towards Mr. Summerfield.
They all knew of Mr. Summerfield’s capabilities.
Though not as skilled as Layla, he had seen countless major events.
After all, Mr. Summerfield had been a top official at The Hall of Healing, highly authoritative in the field of medicine.
Mr. Summerfield nodded, closing his eyes to savor the relief brought by the ointment, his voice filled with awe, “Master, this ointment’s effects are no less than the Glacial Balm. What an eye-opener today, to encounter two miraculous medicines in Niarak!”
“Ah? You mean The Elixir of Vigor’s efficacy is as miraculous as Dr. Woods’ Glacial Balm?”
The crowd gasped in astonishment.
Even Zion’s expression changed.
If it were just that The Elixir of Vigor and Glacial Balm had the same effect, he wouldn’t be so shocked.
As Lysander King, Zion had received many valuable things over the years, including two or three Ancient Formulas.
Glacial Balm was miraculous, but not to the extent of exciting him to the point of change.
Mainly because The Elixir of Vigor was concocted by Flynn!
Even if it slightly fell short of The Elixir of Vigor, it could still be considered on par with Layla’s Glacial Balm.
In other words, was Flynn’s medical skill on the same level as Layla’s?
This was too incredible!
Maisie Carlisle scoffed, “So what if it has the same effects as Ms. Woods’ Glacial Balm? It’s still a jar of crap compared to the snow-white Glacial Balm.”
Indeed!
The crowd suddenly realized.
The efficacy might be the same, but The Elixir of Vigor’s appearance was much poorer.
However, just then, Mr. Summerfield, who had been keeping his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened them and exclaimed, “No, I was wrong! The Elixir of Vigor is ten times stronger than the Glacial Balm!”
“Hmm? Ten times!”
Zion and his daughter’s expressions suddenly changed.
Mr. Summerfield closed his eyes again, still immersed in the comfort that The Elixir of Vigor provided.
By then, The Elixir of Vigor had penetrated deep into his viscera, beginning to massively nourish his essence and blood.
Mr. Summerfield kept exclaiming in admiration, unable to help but cry out, “My heavens! How can such a divine medicine exist in this world, this should only belong in the heavens!”
“Could it be divine medicine? Poor appearance? Only the superficial judge by looks!”
Mr. Summerfield’s emotions grew more and more agitated, tears flowing freely, having lived most of his life and never before encountered such a divine medicine, completely overturning his understanding.
“Do you know? This unattractive jar of The Elixir of Vigor, if known to the national medical halls or the super clans, they would pay billions for it!”
Boom-
Mr. Summerfield’s words struck like thunder, exploding overhead in the hall, and the whole room erupted.
What?!
This Elixir of Vigor in front of them could sell for billions?
What kind of concept was that?
Too insane!
Madeline’s eyes nearly popped out.
A gift from Flynn valued at billions, how terrifying, what had I, Madeline, missed??