As Jared listened to the rules, realization finally dawned on him regarding the reason behind the Alchemist Fair competition’s stipulation for participants to be at least Third Level Top Tier alchemists.
With the tolling of a bell, nearly a hundred alchemists in the arena immediately began crafting pills. All the medicinal herbs and pill cauldrons provided were identical, which meant that everyone was on the same starting line.
The speed of pill crafting would now depend on their individual alchemical prowess. In no time, flames shot up, carrying with them the rich aroma of herbs, which then spread throughout the surroundings.
Roderick remained composed, keeping a watchful eye on Jared’s every move. After all, making it into the top twenty was enough to secure advancement, grabbing the top spot wasn’t an absolute necessity.
Roderick observed Jared, curious to see if the poisoning had affected Jared’s alchemical skills at all.
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