Chapter 988 Missing Participan
Dalila Leehan imperceptibly smirked before turned to look at Alchemist Davis. It was like she possessed the face when someone says ’glad you asked’.
However, she had a strange expression on her face, thinking of teasing him for a moment but knowing that he would be unfazed or shut her down again, she forgot about it and moved her rosy lips, "Not everyone can handle the chaotic sounds during concentrating on their pill concoction. Even I am not an exception."
Davis simply nodded his head. He was thinking about this and wondered whether he could concoct a pill in this kind of boisterous atmosphere where the crowd was prone to random uproars, and the answer he arrived was a complete no! He hadn’t trained himself to adapt to this kind of turbulence yet.
To say the least, he felt that if he could do such a thing, his willpower would tremendously increase, perhaps finally becoming immune to the opinion of others in a way that won’t affect his decisions! Moreover, not to mention that his alchemy skills would also increase as it’s a given.
"Then how do you think that we can essentially overcome this difficulty?" He questioned with a curious expression on his face.
Dalila Leehan’s eyes flashed, ’A pill debate? It doesn’t seem like it since it concerns external interferences but nevertheless...’
"I think the answer is really simple but hard to realize..." Dalila Leehan smiled before her rosy lips curved into a mocking expression.
"Street Pill Concoction..."
Davis squinted up his eyes as he heard the term before, even in the Grand Sea Continent.The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.
It was something that was really looked down upon by Alchemists. Even Alchemist Highwood, his Alchemy Teacher in the past, looked down on Street Pill Concoction.
Seeing that Alchemist Davis remained silent, Dalila Leehan explained.
"Where’s Immeth?"
"Mhm~ Now that you mention it, I don’t see her at all..." Dalila Leehan raised her voice in a teasing tone. She cast a glance at Alchemist Davis before she giggled to herself in silence.
At this time, Elder Belias Alstreim echoed, "Twenty third place, Immeth Alstreim. If you don’t appear within a minute, you’ll be automatically disqualified."
Nora Alstreim frowned before she took out a messaging talisman and sent a message, "Immeth, where are you?"
Five seconds passed, but there was no reply at all.
Nora Alstreim turned to look at Alchemist Davis, but looking at his nonchalant attitude that was disconnected from them or reality, she thought of another possibility.
She recalled Weiss Alstreim look at Immeth Alstreim in a strange manner.
’Could it be...?’
"!!!" Nora Alstreim shot up in an instant and was about to move, but the messaging talisman in her hand lit up before a voice echoed.
"What is it, Young Mistress?"
"Immeth..." Nora Alstreim sighed in relief as she heard the familiar voice, "Quick, come to the Pill Arena! Your time limit to return is going to almost end."
"Young Mistress, I have already given up as I am not feeling well."
Nora Alstreim blinked, "Is that so?"
"Yes, besides, I do not dare compete with Young Mistress’s representative, nor am I talented enough to make Young Mistress’s reputation grow. Instead, my actions today have caused Young Mistress to lose face..."