Theo was rightfully on his feet, feeling rather faint as he couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.
No. Correction—
He couldn't believe what he had just caused.
That sudden growth…
Was it really from the same thing he had been working on?
It was like having an existential crisis, but in a good way, as Theo felt his heart pound erratically while realization slowly sank in.
Then, as his wandering mind returned to land, he heard the proud Elder, who had a finger under his nose, say, "Impressive, right?"
Theo blinked.
"Child," Elder Wei continued, clearly pleased, "if you must know, this isn't even the tip of the iceberg."
"Huh?"
"HAHAHA!" the Elder laughed. "Producing enchantments—or converters, if they were in the form of a scroll—isn't even your actual ability."
"Eh???"
"Your main ability," Elder Wei said, his tone turning more deliberate, "is to identify and, in turn, create high-quality potions. Fufufu!"
"...?"
