Chapter 128: MISTAKEN AS AN EXPERT (3)
The young master answered with a confident voice.
"It should be prepared any minute now."
The elder gentleman, who just suffered the loss on a prominent deal that he prepared for for a long time, suddenly felt his nerves tighten again, on the inside; he swore to break every bone in his useless grandson's body after this meeting.
But before he could voice his doubt about the potion to clarify in front of the noble guest how recreating an extinct potion is not something that could be done on the whims of a rich young master, solidifying their position as to not give the guest any more ammunition to use against them,
The so-called expert made his way towards them, holding a small furnace in his hands.
Alan: "Ladies and gentlemen, the potion has been prepared. The last step is to cool down the furnace to room temperature, which should take about 10 to 15 minutes. After that, you can enjoy it. It was a pleasure to serve you all, but I have to go."
Placing the furnace in the middle of the table while politely excusing himself.
Alan had already played around for too long, so he wanted to buy presents and get home as fast as possible.
But before he could, the elderly gentleman asked in a high tone of voice.
"We haven't tried it yet, so how can you leave now? What if it wasn't the intended potion?"
"Indeed, young expert, you should see your walk-through until the end."
The elderly lady backed her husband in a futile attempt to shift the blame on the so-called expert who looked like a teenager, probably someone scamming their grandson for a great deal of money.
Lady Theodora, sitting comfortably with one leg over the other, felt amused at the circus-like show in front of her, but what happened next was out of her expectations.
Alan: "This is the best that I could do at the moment. I never said to the young master that I could do the job with 100% certainty. After all, you just said it yourself, sir; it is a lost recipe.
The portion I made is the closest that I could do, and if you didn't like the results, just forget about the payment."
The young man in front of them was by no means an easy target, as he used the words spoken previously by the two elders against them. In case they were not satisfied with his work, he completely forfeited the payment. He's playing the attitude that he was here for the chance to create the potion, which is an admirable attitude for a potion maker loyal to his craft.
"What do you mean, this is…"
The young master was fast to intervene in the conversation, but before he could continue, Alan shut him down, not allowing any intervention.
Alan: "Young master, I gave you a promise, and I delivered, and my answer won't change.
I hope you will enjoy the potion I created; have a good day, ladies and gentlemen."
With the final farewell done elegantly by Alan, who turned around and left the room, leaving the nobles shocked at his irresponsible handling of this matter, completely discarding the higher social status of everyone else in the room.
Lady Theodora: "What an interesting expert!"
The elder gentleman was quick to apologize.
"We are sorry that you had to see such a disgraceful display…."
But the grandson was ready for action, cutting his grandfather's apology short.
"Do not worry, Lady Theodora; I will definitely punish him and bring him back immediately to apologize to you in person."
Standing up, ready to take the chance to impress the highborn lady in front of him, only to be deflated by her.
With a smile that can dazzle millions and the laugh that can shake cities like an earthquake shattering through the lands, the lady stopped him.
Lady Theodora: "How can you punish him when we haven't even tasted the potion? We will wait and taste the potion first, then you can find him again and punish him however you like if his work wasn't satisfactory."
"If that is what you see, then so be it; as an expert, he truly did not display the finesse of one."
The two elders looked at each other as they recognized the exhaustion in each other's eyes,they could not help but wish to end this meeting before their prodigal grandson make another mess.
.....
As soon as Alan got out of the room, he felt the same person who brought him here earlier looking 10 times more nervous than he was before.
As the manager saw the expert getting out, he rushed towards Alan with one question.
"Tell me, did everything go alright? Did they like the potion you made?"
Grabbing Alan by the shoulders, he kept repeating the same question again and again.
Alan: "Do not worry; everything went well; your job and mine are safe."
"Phew, finally I can breathe."
Alan: "I would like to buy a few things; I wonder if you can help me!?"
"Sure, sure, anything for you, sir expert."
The manager, who finally felt the weight lifted off his shoulders, became more enthusiastic when dealing with Alan, who he saw now as a savior.
Both of them went down the elevator as Alan followed the manager while telling him what he had in mind.
Meanwhile, at the front desk on the ground floor of the skyscraper, a man who appeared to be in his late 50s was screaming at the desk receptionist.
"I do not want to repeat it again. I was hired by young Master Rufus to entertain his guests. I'm supposed to make a potion for them on the spot.
My flight just arrived, and I came from far, far away at the request of the young master, so find someone to take me to him, RIGHT NOW!!"
The receptionist, who was intimidated, answered in a soft tone of voice.
"Sir, thank you for coming from far away to meet our young master, but I truly wasn't informed of anything like this, so please allow me to check with the management."
"DO IT FAST, I AM EXHAUSTED!!"
The little receptionist called the top management number as she informed them about the elderly who was making a scene up front. She conveyed everything he told her.
Soon one of the managers came down and received the elderly.
"We are sorry that you had to go through this, but you are a little bit late, and you know the young master; he is not the patient kind."
"What can I do about my flight? You're great; Enterprise booked it, not me."
"Okay, okay, let's stop arguing, and let me take you to the young master. The esteemed guest should be there at the moment."
Both the elderly and the manager went up in the elevator.
Meanwhile, Alan and the nervous manager were about to complete the transaction, which left the manager stumped as Alan bought many precious gifts.
"The sum is 700 million federation dollars. I don't mean to be rude, but are you sure?"
Alan: "Yes, but can I pay you in Ena crystal? I don't have much cash on me."
After he finished picking the gifts, he remembered that he did not have much cash on him, as he sent his mother everything he had before he joined the program.
The only thing in his position is over 5 and a half million Ena crystals.
The manager's expression changed when he heard the word Ena crystal.
"Yes, yes, sir, we accept Ena crystal!!"
Alan: "I have lower quality Ena Crystal, so how much is it?"
"The exchange rate is 10,000 federation dollars for a single lower Ena crystal; that would be 70,000 Ena crystals."
The manager had a great anticipation building inside him as he was watching Alan like a starved ghost.
Alan took out the Ena crystals as he handed them over to the spellbound manager.
Taking the gifts and excusing himself, leaving the manager standing there looking at the pile of the shining Ena crystals in disbelief.
...
On the top floor of the skyscraper, inside the luxurious room, Lady Theodora was exchanging trivia with the elders.
As the lady and the elders engaged in many different topics that were highly technical and required a vast amount of experience, leaving the young master way out of the conversation.
Time passed, and after 15 minutes, he finally had a chance to get back in on the conversation.
"I think it's time to taste the potion."
The beautiful lady next to him, who did not talk at all during this gathering, finally could not hold herself as a cracking voice was heard from behind the golden-colored fan covering her face.
The elder gentleman finally felt he had succeeded in distracting the noble lady in front of him from the blunder his grandson had made, only to be reminded by that fool again.
Lady Theodora: "Indeed, it's time to see the result."
The young master did not wait as he took a golden bell from the table, ringing it for a servant to come and serve them the finished portion.
Everyone had a small cup filled with it as if they were drinking tea, with many different expressions inside the room from joy to amusement, even helplessness. The noble gathering started to taste the potion.
Lady Theodora, who had a great interest in restoring lost human knowledge, carefully smelled the soothing smell of the potion in her hand.
She slowly drank it, only for her eyes to widen in shock as she felt the soothing energy flowing to every spot in her body, nourishing every single cell and even destroying impurities.
This was only one aspect, as she felt an immense pleasure and comfort completely overwhelming her to the point that she could not help but moan.
"MMmmm"
"Mmmmm"
"Mmmmmm"
"Mmmmm!!"
"Mmmmmah"
But her voice was not the only one, as everyone else felt the same; releasing this embarrassing voice made the ladies turn red in shame; the gentlemen in the room were not doing any better.
Lady Theodora: "This…this…UNBELIEVABLE!!"
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