Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

Charles stood behind Colton. They had just arrived but had not yet entered the doors of the Alchemist Guild, so they had overheard Quinn's threat and Seven's arrogance.

Charles immediately wanted to rush into the Alchemist Guild, but Colton grabbed him firmly.

Even now, Colton continued to shield Charles from view, afraid that Charles would act impulsively and agree to the duel between alchemists.

"Quinn, this is a matter between the two of us. No one else should be involved, not my apprentice Charles nor any other Beast Masters from Genosha." Colton said calmly.

His reasoning was simple: he did not want to drag Charles into this.

In Colton's eyes, Charles had a greater talent for alchemy than he did. He was bound to become a master-level alchemist in the future, and perhaps even a legendary one!

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm giving you seven days to think it over. I know you're training your apprentice to enter the Valley of the Herb King." Quinn said slowly as he stood up from the sofa.

He straightened his back, his gaze filled with endless resentment as he looked at Colton and said darkly:

"In a small place like Genosha, what kind of alchemy genius could there possibly be? Even if Charles enters the Valley of the Herb King, he'll only be able to look up at the other geniuses. But I really want to crush your hopes personally, to make sure you live in misery for the rest of your life."

After saying this, Quinn turned to leave with Seven.

Just as the two were about to leave, Charles suddenly spoke up. His expression was very calm, and he articulated clearly and powerfully as he said:

"I am very curious about where your disgusting sense of superiority and blindness comes from."

In an instant,

everyone in the hall froze, their eyes wide open, fixated on Charles.

Some Genosha alchemists clenched their fists, waving them vigorously, their faces filled with excitement.

Others looked at Charles with worried eyes, thinking to themselves whether Charles was about to act impulsively.

At that moment, Seven stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked back at the expressionless Charles. He let out a laugh that was almost maniacal, his expression and gestures exceedingly flamboyant.

While clutching his stomach and laughing heartily, he intermittently said,

"Hahahaha, kid, you're just too ridiculous."

"In my eyes, you're nothing more than a toad living at the bottom of a well, having never seen the world. If you really want to know, just agree to duel with me."

"When you lose, you'll naturally understand where my sense of superiority comes from. At that point, you'll be begging on your knees, and I might just give you some pointers."

After Seven finished speaking, before Charles could respond, his expression shifted again to one of pity and mockery. He pointed a finger at Charles and slowly said:

"Wait, I forgot. After you lose, you won't be able to do alchemy anymore."

Charles was not angry at all, he simply looked calmly at the arrogant Seven, a hint of pity in his eyes, and replied:

"Don't worry about me, instead, think about what you'll do after you lose, besides alchemy."

Upon hearing this, Seven's eyes widened with excitement, and he couldn't wait to speak: "Are you agreeing? What you just said goes for you too!"

"An eighteen-year-old high-level alchemist must have spent all his time on alchemy. When you lose and can no longer continue with alchemy, that will be a huge blow to you."

Charles shook his head, looking at Seven with a hint of curiosity, and asked in a puzzled tone:

"All your time? Is that really how it is for you? I spend very little time on alchemy."

Upon hearing Charles's response, Seven clearly froze for a moment. He carefully observed the expression on Charles's face and realized that the confusion was not feigned. He was momentarily at a loss for words.

This was because he had indeed spent all his time studying alchemy. From a very young age, he had started to learn about alchemical knowledge, studying diligently every day without daring to slack off.

That was also why he was nearing the level of a high-ranking alchemist at only eighteen years old.

He had originally thought that Charles was the same way, which was why he had made that comment. After all, losing meant he could no longer engage with alchemy, which would signify not only the loss of future hopes but also that past efforts would turn to nothing.

"What do you mean by that? Are you lying? Do you do anything besides alchemy?" Seven's tone was not calm, his questions came out somewhat disjointed.

Charles scratched his head, thought for a moment, and answered honestly:

"Yeah, I'm also a Level Four Beast Master and a high-level blacksmith. Alchemy is just a supplementary profession, and I only spend a little time on alchemy study each day."

"W-What? Don't joke around! That's impossible! You must be lying on purpose, that's just common sense!" Seven breathed a sigh of relief. Such an exaggerated claim was undoubtedly fabricated!

"It seems you are the one living like a toad at the bottom of a well, having never seen the world." Charles shot back directly, using Seven's own words against him.

At that moment,

Quinn, who had been mostly unresponsive, slowly turned his body, furrowing his brow as he said in a deep voice:

"I expected Colton's apprentice to be some kind of genius, but I didn't think he would spout such ridiculous lies. You have no brains at all and think everyone else is a fool. In fact, you are..." His words were left unfinished.

Charles waved his hand and directly took out the high-level blacksmith certification stored in his storage space. At the same time, four hexagram arrays lit up around him, their dazzling light instantly causing Quinn's eyes to widen and his mouth to close!

"T-This can't be fake, can it?" Quinn said in disbelief, his mouth agape.

As a senior member of the Haunted Marsh Alchemist Guild, he had lived for so many years and had seen all kinds of geniuses.

Upon hearing Charles's words, he didn't even have to think, those claims must be false. An eighteen-year-old Level Four Beast Master could be considered a genius in the Haunted Marsh, although not an exceptionally brilliant one.

Moreover, the time required to become a high-level blacksmith was no small feat either.

Ordinary people simply couldn't reach such a level by the age of eighteen, as it would be a waste!

If it were true, it would mean Charles's talent in alchemy was beyond imagination!

While Quinn and Seven doubted the authenticity of Charles's certification, the nearby Genosha Beast Masters felt a sense of vindication upon seeing the shock on their faces.

At first, Quinn and Seven had been condescending, their tone full of disdain for Genosha.

Now, in front of Charles, these two had become people from a small place, clearly having never seen the world.

Some Genosha alchemists began to speak up, sarcastically and pretending to be casual:

"I just remembered, when Charles challenged the Reaper's Scythe, he used his own combat techniques."

A companion immediately caught on and added:

"Not just his own combat techniques, the Genosha Beast Mastery scholar Dovid has also praised Charles's knowledge of Beast Mastery."

"Exactly! Hundreds of thousands watched live as Charles quickly identified the Fire Spirit Fish and harvested the Ice Spirit Flower. Most people couldn't even come close."

Quinn's eyes widened as he listened to the surrounding Genosha alchemists. His pupils gradually expanded and contracted, and his hand, which had been stroking his beard, unconsciously gripped it tightly until he pulled out a few hairs, finally snapping back to reality.

"Self-created combat techniques? Knowledge of Beast Mastery? Identifying a rare ferocious beast like the Fire Spirit Fish? And discovering the Ice Spirit Flower?" Quinn's Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he frantically swallowed.

An eighteen-year-old Level Four Beast Master, a high-level blacksmith, a high-level alchemist, capable of self-creating combat techniques and possessing a rich reservoir of Beast Mastery knowledge—each of these achievements alone would be impressive in anyone else.

Only someone capable of simultaneously achieving two of these feats could truly be considered a genius.

Three of these accomplishments truly made him a genius among geniuses, and the fact that so many of them had happened to Charles made one question their validity.

However, at the very least, Charles was a high-level blacksmith, a high-level alchemist, and a Level Four Beast Master.

"If this kid puts all his energy and time into alchemy, given enough time, he might actually become a legendary alchemist!" Quinn took a deep breath, subconsciously thinking to himself.

After all, a legendary alchemist was something else entirely, there were only three in the entire Ethereal Grove!

If Charles were properly cultivated, he might just become the fourth!

Of course, such a thing was not guaranteed. In the small nations of the Abyssal Depths, astonishing geniuses occasionally appeared, but upon closer investigation, one would often find those so-called geniuses were actually fabricated.

Some even resorted to shortcuts to attract attention, cutting corners in the most basic yet crucial alchemical knowledge, becoming those who only knew how to concoct without understanding the principles of alchemy.

Such individuals were destined to never become powerful alchemists!

Now, Quinn began to harbor doubts, perhaps Charles was just another one of those false "geniuses"!

"Regardless, when I get back today, I need to thoroughly investigate Charles's background. He might be a genius nurtured by some organization." Quinn resolved in his mind.

Meanwhile, as Quinn pondered, Seven, who had been silent for quite a while, cast a gloomy glance at Charles and began to sarcastically mock him:

"Hmph, if everything you say is true, then why are you too scared to accept my challenge for an alchemist duel?"