"That's... When you put it that way, it does sound pretty bad." Celia sighed.
Rozomius continued to call up Apothecaries one by one.
There were a few promising prospects; however, most of the Apothecaries who went up obtained average to mediocre results. Though there had not been another person who received no Natural Energy at all.
"Next up, Apothecary Konpel." Rozomius called upon.
"Young master Pierce, I'll be going first." Konpel said as he cupped his hand into his fist respectfully before he walked toward the Guiding Light.
"No Natural Energy, no Natural Energy, no Natural Energy..." Celia chanted quietly as she crossed her fingers.
Worldly Skies smiled helplessly as she shook her head at Celia's actions.
Konpel reached out and touched the Guiding Light. The moment he did so, six golden beads appeared with a small swirling typhoon.
"Natural Energy of Wind. Potential, tier six." Rozomius announced.
Konpel smirked before he walked back toward Pierce.
