Chapter 125: Legacy of a Grandmaster
After thoroughly sorting out his arrangements with Vulcan on the secluded mountain peak, Rhain did not return to the Silvercrest estate immediately.
Instead, he slipped back into his middle-aged disguise and headed straight toward the Mirravele Alchemy Guild.
This would be his final visit.
With Ashvele Clan reduced to nothing more than a bloody footnote in Mirravele City's history, there was nothing left tying him to this place.
It was time to sever the remaining loose ends before the Stormveil Academy arrived.
Rhain stepped past the grand entrance.
Inside the private alchemy chamber.
Aldric was sitting crossed legged, sweat poured down his face, soaking his white robes.
It had been eighteen days since he knelt before Rhain and begged to be accepted as a disciple.
The deadline of fifteen days was already passed.
During this time, Aldric had miraculously managed to successfully refine three out of the five Epic-Grade pill formulas.
