His face’s shape was common, and on his forehead was a dark green headband, making him look extremely indolent.
Around Leylin, there were also a couple of servants, who were dressed glamorously. From the aura they gave off, they were level 3 acolytes from noble families.
He took a look around. Solely in this auditorium, there were at least thirty official Magi, and countless acolytes.
This was only a Potioneering team. In terms of overall strength, it had already surpassed the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy.
The banquet carried on for about an hour and a half. After the majority of the magicians had finished eating, the acolytes brought beverages of different colours. The atmosphere in the auditorium slowly cozied up, resembling the tea parties Leylin had attended in his past life.
“Alright. This meal and welcoming ceremony are over. Let us discuss the allocation of work now…”
Decarte spoke on the platform, his voice resonating to the ears of every magician present.
Upon hearing this, the magicians put down their cups.
“Elmo! How’s the progress of the Giant Dragon Strength Potion?”
A voluptuous female magician stood up, “I am about 70% done with deducing the formula, and am currently stuck at some crucial points. I am applying for the third centrifuge and supplies from the fifth garden…”
“Good. After the banquet ends, submit an application form!” Decarte nodded in agreement.