Chapter 1125: Ghost Elves

"I'm going~ what the hell is this place?" Alfie thought that after stepping through the light gate, he would return to the entrance of the magic library, but unexpectedly came to a dark place. The familiar smell of herbs around him told him that this could never be a magical library.

"Hey~ Wait a minute! It must be the wrong way for me to enter, let me start over!" Alfie turned his head and saw that the light gate he had stepped out of had disappeared, and his wish to do it again was completely frustrated.

"Demon Notes? Are you there?" The first thing Alfie did in the dark was to contact the Demon Notes, as long as the biggest hole card could be used, Alfie was fearless.

However, as in the dedicated reading room, he did not receive any response from the Demon Notes. Alfie had already determined in his mind that this should be a different space of the same nature as the exclusive reading room.

"At least there's air here, so you can't breathe. Alfie comforted herself, thankfully it wasn't the worst of the worst or he would have had to go back into a spirit state, but damage to his body was inevitable no matter what.

Alfie snapped his fingers, and a ball of holy light that glowed milky white appeared beside him, finally freeing him from the darkness.

"Huh, it worked?" Alfie was slightly surprised, he didn't have much hope at first, he just gave it a try. He even had a mechanical engineering lighting device ready to use, which seemed to save money.

Being able to use the Holy Light Sphere meant that the connection between him and Celent had not been completely severed, and Alfie regretted it slightly, knowing that he should also test whether he could borrow divine power from Celent in the exclusive reading room.

It's just that he found that although he could borrow Celrant's divine power, the telepathy between him and Celent was also shielded like a demon's note.

"I can't use telepathy to get in touch with Serent, but luckily I should be able to invoke the water elemental from Koko as well. While Alfie was muttering to herself, she stretched out her hand and tried to use a water balloon technique, and sure enough, a crystal clear water ball appeared next to the Holy Light Ball, and under the reflection of the Holy Light Ball, it exuded a charming brilliance.

"Who told you to use water magic in the herb storehouse?" an old, shrill voice rang in Elfi's ears so close that Alfi almost sat on the ground in fright.

"W-who?" Alfie felt her heart being severely tested one after another lately, and this sudden shock was not once or twice.

"Welcome—what's this called? I remember, welcome to my very own potions lab. A pale figure appeared beside Alfie, who had already seen Larquit's past, and Alfie recognized at a glance that the old man was also in a ghost state.

"Who are you, this master?, could it be that you are the owner of this exclusive potion laboratory?" Alfie suddenly let out an exclamation as he said this, and only then did he see the true face of this ghostly old man who suddenly appeared, his thin body and pointed ears betrayed the race of the ghostly old man, there is no doubt that the race of this unknown old man was the elven race.

Since the late stage of the Great War, when the Elven King Ulventin was assassinated by the former "Shadow Reaper" Krull and the now Jeuk who has changed his appearance as a clown, the Elves have withdrawn from the War of the Ten Thousand Races and chose to return to their hometown of Axel, the World Tree, to recuperate after hiding their tracks on the mainland, and it has been difficult to find traces of the elves on the entire continent.

Thousands of years later, many people suspect that the infertile elves have died out in the long course of history.

The appearance of this elven old man in a ghost state shows that even if the elven race has been wiped out, at least it will still be active on the stage of the Eliad in this state of ghosts.

"Welcome, you are the first guest here. Honorable guest, you guessed it, I am indeed the caretaker here, and you can call me Zhuoge. Drog Blaitham is here for you. Although he didn't know how much older than Alfie, the elf old man still said politely, fully showing the elegant quality of the elf legend.

"It's a pleasure to see you, Mr. Drogg...... Alfie nodded politely at Drogg, then suddenly his eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "Wait a minute, you say that you are Drug Brighton, are you the greatest pharmacist ever in the history of the Eliat continent, Master Drog?"

"Oh~ Master Zhuoge, what a nostalgic name, if I remember correctly, thanks to everyone's love, this is indeed what I was called back then. Master Zhuog smiled implicitly.

"I'm so excited!" said Alfie, with a look of adoration on her face. Alfie was honored to see this master who was renowned in the pharmacist profession for herself.

Alfie, who once changed to a pharmacist profession, was brainwashed by Master Madison in the pharmacist popularization course when he was at Camp Calus, and the most mentioned of them was this Master Drog. It was this master who carried out in-depth excavation of the profession of pharmacist and created a method that ordinary people could also dispense potions, which allowed the profession of pharmacist to get rid of the cold style of being a part-time magician before, so that the pharmacist profession was completely independent from one of the branches of the magician profession and became an exclusive profession.

In this respect, Master Droger has made an indelible contribution to the profession of pharmacist. After Master Zhuo Ge became a master of potions as an ordinary person and advanced to the Holy Realm, he mysteriously disappeared, and although there are many legends about him, no one really knows his ultimate destination.

Alfie never expected to meet Master Zhuo Ge in this mysterious alien space, this ghost old man showed an outstanding elegance, which made people feel extraordinarily reliable, and Alfi could not even have any thoughts of questioning his identity.

"I'm flattered by your performance, in fact, you don't have to be like this, when you have a certain amount of life experience, you will find that the people you admire are actually just ordinary people, but they just happen to have achieved a little insignificant achievement in a certain field. Master Zhuoge said with a gentle smile. He could see that Alfie's excited expression at this time was by no means fake, but he felt that there was no need to be so excited.

"No, no, no, you may not be clear about your status among pharmacists, but if this profession also has its own gods, there is no doubt that you are the only person who deserves it. Alfie, who had a talent for being a pharmacist, held the legend in the pharmacist world in high esteem.

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