NovelTrue---- Chapter 2248 Brielle was said to be the younger sister of the Divine Alchemists. " grandmaster, already well
into her mid-50s. Moreover, her martial cultivation was unfathomable, and Andrew could not see through her
strength at all. Ten years ago, she had looked exactly the same, and now, a decade later, she still appeared
youthful. Andrew was certain this person was absolutely extraordinary, so he had always maintained proper
etiquette around her. Brielle smiled. "I'm just glad you cback safely.
With your return, Sovereign's Apothecary has gained another prodigy." Andrew shook his head and replied, "I
won't be working at Sovereign's Apothecary for now. | chere because I'm looking for smedicinal herbs."
Brielle stared deeply at Andrew for a moment before saying, " Making demands right off the bat? You can't just
act so casually just because | spoil you, you know? Sovereign's Apothecary can source almost any ingredient that
still exists in this world. | can bring them out, but very few can walk away with them in hand." Andrew grinned. "I
understand the rules.
I'm not asking you to bleed for nothing... At the very least, I'll make sure you bleed less. ---- Brielle's cheeks
seemed to flush faintly as she muttered, "Bleed less? You've got more nerve than Reginald ever did." Amari,
standing at the side, could hardly believe his ears. Only Andrew had the guts to tease Brielle this way. For most,
joking with her was a death sentence. He still remembered when a nobleman had made a crude remark here,
only to have his tongue cut out. His powerful clan had not even dared to complain afterward. In Chetvine, Brielle
was more feared than entire dynasties.
Eventually, she said, "Alright, tellwhat good stuff you want. | knew when you, this disaster magnet, came
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtback, it wouldn't be good news knocking at my door." Andrew smiled and said, "Well then, thank you for your
generous favor. | don't need much, just three things. First, century-old Vampire Fangs. Second." Before Andrew
could continue, Brielle raised her hand to interrupt him. "Wait, hold on a second. What? Right off the bat, you're
asking for vampire fangs, such a rare item, and a hundred- year-old ones at that? "Where in the world do you
expectto get something like that?
Don't you realize the dark races from the West have gone ---- into hiding? And isn't that because of you and your
damned organization? Vampires and werewolves barely dare set foot here anymore after what you did to them."
Andrew felt a little guilty because she was not wrong. What he asked for was nearly impossible to acquire. He
said, "As long as you givewhat | need. I'l craft a ninth- grade suprelixir for Sovereign's Apothecary." The
room went dead silent. Sovereign's Apothecary's treasures were never easy to obtain, but Andrew had just
placed a heavy card on the table.
At the mention of a ninth-grade suprelixir, Brielle's veil trembled slightly. "What did you just say? Ninth-
grade? Are you certain?" Amari nearly choked. "Andrew, don't joke like that, or you'll givea heart attack.
Ninth-grade? You mean you can really refine one? Are you tellingyour alchemy has reached that level?" His
eyes nearly popped out of his head as he stared at Andrew. Andrew only smiled and nodded. "Do you think I'd
bother lying about something like this? Whether I can or not, just giveyour answer.
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