The materials for the Basic Magic Recovery Potion were quickly delivered, and the relevant experimental instruments and tools were also brought in.

Mod even asked Duke if he had any other requirements for the experimental equipment, such as size or material.

Duke glanced over them; these experimental tools were sufficient, so he had no further requirements.

After he was prepared, he informed Mod and then began refining the magic potion.

Mod held a small booklet and kept watching from the side, occasionally recording something.

Duke meticulously carried out the magic potion refining, his proficiency long maxed out, and everything was very familiar.

For him, there's almost no chance of potion refining failing due to his own reasons now.

Even if it failed, it would most likely be because of a problem with the magic potion materials themselves or with the experimental equipment.

The experimental assessment lasted a total of three hours, and Duke took less than one hour to refine a Basic Magic Recovery Potion.

Mod quickly conducted an inspection, then recorded various data in the booklet and sealed this vial of Basic Magic Recovery Potion for archiving purposes.

"Qualified!"

Mod gave this evaluation, indicating that Duke's Magic Potion experimental assessment was passed.

Next, it depended on the written test results; if he could score six hundred, it meant he passed the qualification assessment for a Magic Pharmacist Apprentice.

Since Duke's magic potion experimental assessment was completed so quickly, the written test scores were not yet released when he came out.

Simply grading the papers wouldn't take that long; it's mainly to ensure the fairness of the process, requiring a series of steps to ensure fairness in the grading process to prevent cheating.

After waiting for half an hour, Duke got his score, seven hundred twenty-seven points.

It was a relatively average score, not very excellent, but not bad either.

Duke could only sigh that his accumulation was still too little, having heard that some outstanding Wizard Apprentices could score eight or nine hundred points.

Those were generally people who had been in contact with these things since childhood, with years of accumulation that Duke couldn't catch up to in such a short time.

Even with a Skill Tree, it still requires some accumulation to be effective.

However, Duke was already very satisfied with this score since his goal was just to pass the assessment, not aiming for a high score, as there were no rewards anyway.

After a while, Vivian also came out, and judging by her expression, there shouldn't be any problems.

Duke, holding his report card, said, "I've already passed the Magic Pharmacist Apprentice assessment."

Vivian smiled and said, "That's good; I've passed the Magic Potion assessment too. Now, it's just about waiting for the written test results."

A short while later, Vivian's score was also released, six hundred fifty-two points.

The two of them passed this time's Magic Pharmacist Apprentice assessment, went through a series of procedures at the Magic Potion Association, registered, and finally received a small golden badge.

The golden badge was shaped like a potion jar, with Duke's name engraved on the back.

Similar to the Black Sail Badge, this was also an identity proof for the Magic Potion Association, making many things convenient to handle.

By the time Duke and Vivian finished all these processes, it was already dusk, with most of the time spent waiting, signing documents, and leaving a Spiritual Power imprint, etc.

However, the internal efficiency of the Magic Potion Association was quite high; at least everything was completed in one afternoon instead of having to wait several days.

After leaving the Magic Potion Association, Duke and Vivian were about to go to a restaurant reportedly quite delicious for dinner when they suddenly encountered a blond man.

Duke had some impression of this person, having seen him at yesterday's Magic Potion Association meeting and recalling him a bit.

"Vivian? Why are you here too? Why didn't you tell me? You could have used our Teleportation Array to arrive directly here, without needing to take the airship," Bell exclaimed, surprised and somewhat excited upon seeing Vivian.

Bell was also a Wizard Apprentice at the Thorn Holy Tower, hailing from a pure-blood mage family.

He quickly noticed the Duke by Vivian's side and inquired very politely, "Vivian, who is this?"

"My fiancé, Duke," Vivian said skillfully, linking her arm with Duke's and introducing him.

She wasn't using Duke as an excuse but rather expressing her genuine feelings.

Even though Bell tried to maintain his composure, guessing Duke's identity in many ways, he was a bit taken aback when Vivian openly admitted Duke was her fiancé while being so intimately engaged with him.

Taking a deep breath, Bell said, "Fiancé? I've never heard you mention that."

"Why should I tell you? Please make way, we're leaving," Vivian said with a cold look in her eyes, as though she had returned to her days as a Female Knight.

Seeing Vivian a bit displeased, Bell could only step aside and added, "Which Wizard Organizations is Brother Duke from?"

"Black Sail."

Duke casually mentioned the name Black Sail and then left, not bothering with Bell behind them.

"Black Sail..." Bell muttered this name to himself, watching Duke and Vivian's figures with a flickering gaze, pondering something unspoken.

Duke and Vivian arrived at a restaurant called Spices and Honey, which specialized in various desserts.

Vivian had always wanted to come and eat there but had previously been too busy to find an opportunity.

They ordered a large table of delicacies, including dishes made from beef and Magical Beast Meat, in addition to the desserts.

They also ordered two glasses of Fire Dragon Whiskey.

Fire Dragon Whiskey was another specialty here, served in a giant glass filled with whiskey, with a tiny fire dragon inside spewing flames.

Of course, it merely employed some tricks to produce this effect, not a real creature.

After satisfying their cravings, the two planned to stroll around to see what this famous Harbor City had to offer that attracted so many visitors for leisure.

Duke found that ever since Vivian linked her arm with his, he encountered much less hassle.

No longer did noble ladies invite him to their homes; mostly, they merely glanced at him a few times, but seeing Vivian, they no longer disturbed him.

"Wizard Arena! Starting soon! Tickets only five magic stones!"

A big man ahead was calling out, holding a stack of tickets, with several more burly men behind him, shouting similarly.

Behind them was a peculiar-looking large door, resembling a giant beast with its mouth wide open, surrounded by sharp fangs.

Inside the door was obscure, only a mass of flames burning fiercely.

Had it not been for the lack of heat, one might think it was a real fire.

"Gladiatorial Arena..." Duke was somewhat familiar with this Wizard Arena, like the slave arenas of old, except those on stage were generally wizards.

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