Snap—

As he asked, Gel reached out and opened the wooden box.

There, amidst the soft purple velvet, lay a potion bottle the size of an adult's fist. The teardrop-shaped glass bottle contained an amber liquid, clearly recognizing it as a potion.

But unlike ordinary potions, even while lying motionless in the box, the amber liquid inside the bottle spontaneously rotated slowly along the wall of the bottle, creating ripples that resembled bands of dazzling golden light.

Absolutely magnificent!

Crackle—

Especially the moment the box was opened, when the external sunlight hit the bottle. The amber liquid reacted like a startled wild beast, suddenly bursting with energy, boiling instantly in the bottle, bursting bubble after bubble, and even hitting the bottle's surface, causing the potion bottle to shake.

It was as if it wasn't a potion at all, but rather an irritable wild beast trapped in a bottle!

Snap—

After a single glance, Gel immediately closed the box, resolutely pushing it back into Aiven's hands.

"What are you doing?! Put it away quickly!"

As a Peak Stage Official Knight, how could he fail to recognize the contents of such a box?

This is the rare magic potion "Breath of the Giant Beast" that every Extraordinary standing at the door of the Tier 3 "Great Knight" dreams of!

And in terms of the value of "Breath of the Giant Beast," few understand it better than Gel.

The top-grade Extraordinary traits used previously to help Aiven achieve an Extraordinary Transformation could be acquired if one had money and connections. However, this high-quality potion that enables Official Knights to ascend to Great Knights has always been a strategic resource monopolized by major powers!

Ordinary Official Knights would not even get a chance to see it, let alone use it. Even senior members of major powers can only be granted a bottle after making significant contributions and signing extremely strict Extraordinary Contracts.

It is imaginable how precious such a bottle of "Breath of the Giant Beast" is!

Yet despite the stringent conditions, all Official Knights at the threshold still eagerly pursue such a potion.

In fact, before the invention of "Breath of the Giant Beast," there was no hope for the majority of Official Knights to awaken Combat Qi and become a Great Knight in their lifetime.

Even in modern times after "Breath of the Giant Beast" appeared out of nowhere, the proportion of Official Knights who could generate Combat Qi and ascend to Great Knights is only two to three percent.

However, any Great Knight is or will be a significant figure with awe-inspiring power, a name synonymous not only with rarity but also with strength. Knights hold the ruling position of the civilized world, relying not solely on numerical advantage.

Their willpower is so strong that it can directly interfere with reality, crushing spears and steel, even slicing through formless and intangible curses with a single strike, famously impervious to all sorcery!

Confronted with such power, no matter how slim the hope, it is worth the risk for these extraordinarily determined Peak Knights.

Of course, Gel is no exception.

The much-discussed "Navy New Star Plan" and its final rewards—how could Navy Captain Gel not be aware?

If not for the strict age requirements of the so-called "Navy New Star," he would have wanted to register in pursuit of the exceptionally generous rewards.

Unfortunately, the "New Star Plan" this time has more political motives than the intention to combat pirates, so Gel, even stronger than Aiven in actuality, can only look on wistfully at the "Breath of the Giant Beast" among the rewards.

Though he didn't expect Aiven to ascend as the "Navy New Star" and receive his reward so quickly, asking Gel to accept this bottle of "Breath of the Giant Beast," cutting off Aiven's future Knight's path, is absolutely impossible!

Indeed, it is "cut off"!

In Gel's mind, a magic potion of the "Breath of the Giant Beast" level is a treasure any Extraordinary Knight can dream of but rarely encounter.

Even if Aiven has now received a bottle due to the "Navy New Star Plan," before reaching the Official Knight Peak, he might not have the luck to get another bottle.

Gel presumed that the potion came too easily to him, and since Aiven had not reached the Peak Level yet, he had no immediate need for the potion, thus showing little concern for this bottle of "Breath of the Giant Beast."

Just as he was about to explain the preciousness of the potion to him earnestly...

A "whoosh" was heard.

Gel saw Aiven push the box back again and with a wave of his hand, the table was already filled with numerous potion bottles of various shapes and colors.

Though Gel could recognize very few, only some he had seen before like the "Whale Potion" and several standard Kingdom-issued potions for Official Knights. Just a glance gave an impression of profound expertise.

"Aiven, you..."

"Uncle Gel, don't worry. Have you forgotten that besides being a knight, I am also a wizard?"

"Moreover, from the Alchemy School's Magic Potion branch. Potions may be difficult for others to obtain, but for us, they are nothing special."

"Actually, the official reward hasn't been delivered yet. This bottle of magic potion is something Principal Princeton advanced to me from the school's stock, so you can use it without worry!"

At this moment, Aiven dared not tell Gel that to maintain the vitality of his spiritual power, he might never use this potion in his lifetime. Uh... At least until he finds a feasible alternative, he won't tell the truth.

How can a little white lie be called a lie? Right!

Although Gel was still somewhat skeptical, due to his lack of understanding of the secretive wizard profession, especially Aiven's firm attitude, he could only quietly put it away.

His character wasn't the type to be overly cautious. Even if Aiven couldn't manage it, as long as he successfully breaks through to Great Knight, he can just get another bottle for Aiven.

Making a hundred dollars into ten thousand is quite hard, but making ten thousand dollars into ten thousand is relatively easier.

"Alright then, I'll accept the potion. According to the normal timeline, I would need at least six months to a year to prepare fully for the physical liberation.

Once I advance to Great Knight, it won't be too difficult to find a way to get you another bottle!"

Gel was fully confident and had no doubt whatsoever about successfully breaking through to Great Knight.

Aiven nodded with a smile, secretly jesting in his heart:

'Haha, as long as you're happy, saying you were confident when young, and you're still not any different now!'

So what else could he say?

Apart from feeling happy, all he could do was shout, "Uncle mighty! 666..."

"By the way, Uncle Gel, before the 'White Whale Port Massacre,' I unexpectedly saw someone..."

Seeing that there was hope for the future, Gel seemed to rejuvenate by several years, and Aiven hesitated whether to share his information.

After all, Uncle Gel's career was back on track, with hopes of advancing to Great Knight. It was a new upward phase, was it necessary to let that despicable person re-enter Uncle Gel's life?

However, Aiven felt that no matter what, Uncle Gel should have the right to know so that he could decide how to handle it himself.

"Why are you suddenly so hesitant, whom did you see? Is it a girl you like?" Gel rarely saw Aiven like this and couldn't help teasing him.

No longer allowing Gel to randomly guess, Aiven straightforwardly said:

"It's Heimer Remon! He joined the Black Sea Pirate King 'Octopus Ghost' Hawkins. He has taken up the Pirate King's profession 'Exiled Prisoner,' and was also involved in the massacre!"

Upon hearing Aiven's words, Gel's hand, which was about to pick up a cup of tea, slightly froze, but quickly returned to normal.

Taking a gentle sip of the tea, he paused, and seemingly reminiscing, murmured to himself:

"I... know. That mistake I made with my own hands, I will also personally bring it to an end!"

Heimer went from an ordinary civilian sailor, step by step growing into an extraordinary knight, then step by step making grave mistakes, finally joining the wicked Pirate King; how could the story be simple?

How could Gel, who lived with Heimer day and night back then, simply stand aside?

Tap tap... tap tap...

Suddenly, urgent footsteps sounded outside the door, immediately followed by

knock knock knock...

Using keen sound pattern recognition, knowing who it was outside, Aiven, who wasn't keen to continue the somewhat heavy topic, promptly said:

"Angie? Come in!"

Click—

Amidst unmistakably jubilant footsteps, a girl in a white dress with a silver ribbon in her hair, like an angel descending to earth, walked in with light steps.

All traces of the hardships of past life had faded from her, radiating gem-like brilliance from the inside out, even her height had increased significantly.

Seeing Angie come in,

both Aiven's eyes lit up, and even Gel, whose expression had been serious, had his face easily unfold like melting snow, as if he was a doting old father who saw his beloved daughter, unwilling to show any displeasure to the family.

This was easy to understand, in this household without material worries, apart from Aiven's affection,

the well-behaved, understanding, and utterly adorable girl automatically took on the role of the darling daughter, starkly contrasting the mischievous and rebellious young Elante!

One wonders what Elante, still in the Navy Academy, unable to realize his family's standing had imperceptibly decreased, would feel...