Chapter 88: Wrap-up
Chapter 88: Wrap Up
However, in order to absolve himself of the next suspicion of smuggling because he had the ability to make potions.
David, who had managed to successfully replicate the sobriety potion in just one day, thought about it and still encapsulated this test tube and tucked it into the slit of his scales to put it away.
He then began the process of continuing to refine his pharmaceutical purity and proficiency.
And this should belong to the most difficult and easy to take a detour of the difficult point, in already have a successful experience, with the Atilicia master manufacturing the whole process of three hundred and sixty degrees without dead angle of constant replay of the memory reference, but instead became a lot easier.
Because of this, when it was time to go to work, the High Elves who came to continue their alchemy work, when they found that Master Atilicia’s room was still lit up, they all had a shock in their hearts, followed by a mixture of blows and respectful slurs:
Mard! This silver young dragon was already so talented, but he was still so diligent!
He actually came to work earlier than they did!
How can this group of elites still be flexible?
The alchemists were sure to scold them for their stupidity and laziness later on.
They had even already thought of what those few teachers would say:
“You guys look at others! He’s obviously a genius and he’s working so hard, if you guys keep slacking off, you’re really going to be obsolete!”
Ah! Lord Sapphistoin!
Why don’t you just roll over and kill us mortals?
When the alchemist who was in charge of today’s shift and was also the replacement for yesterday’s ‘auxiliary teaching’ knocked on the door of the room, obtained permission to enter, and saw that David was still repeating yesterday’s step of refining the purity of the materials, he quietly sighed in relief in his heart.
Even though he was already old and did not have the heart to continue advancing, he was still instinctively afraid of seeing that ‘destined to go down in the history of alchemy, a day of learning to refine beginner’s potions’ scene happen.
That would really be a feeling that would directly negate all of his earlier efforts.
It’s good that he didn’t succeed.
It was good that it didn’t.
Otherwise, he really would have started to wonder if the other party could be the incarnation of some deity that had descended into the world just to play this boneheaded joke on him.
It was only after he had answered a few of Davy’s off-the-cuff questions and respectfully exited the alchemy room that something happened that he, as well as all the elves, were puzzled by.
It was the opposite of yesterday, when the shaker bells hardly stopped ringing and the alchemists on duty didn’t have time to rest.
From this moment of this day, except for the lights in that private lounge that had never gone out, except for the halfling chef who came in and out of the room every day when he delivered food from the Silver Castle, the soundproofed alchemy room was silent, making people curious and at the same time having a kind of intangible pressure.
And soon enough, the answer was revealed, as that silver dragon in the room, His Excellency Safistuin, threw out a list of materials.
It was actually nine sets of alchemy kits and operating tables, and the rest, rightfully so, were all the raw materials needed to refine the sobriety potion.
Each time, it was a hundred raw materials that directly included the Hundred Years Incense Flower Powder to start with.
This batch of materials alone was probably worth tens of thousands of gold coins on the market alone.
At first, they were a bit puzzled by it.
When the nine sets of alchemy tables were sent in, they watched as the lounge began to devour all kinds of incoming raw materials like a monster, week after week.
They finally realized afterward with horror:
It turned out that the Silver Dragon inside, as several alchemists had said, had really mastered all the processes of refining potions within just one day yesterday.
And began all the alchemy apprentices towards a formal alchemist the simplest, also the most difficult, at the same time is also the most money and time-consuming step.
That was trial and error through constant repetitive training.
By doing so, the experience of failure is constantly summarized.
And then iterating on your proficiency with this repetitive practice.
Commonly known as – feeding stage.
Because all the alchemists in this step consume materials, that are real gold ah!
Some local minor nobles who didn’t have much resources, I’m afraid that they wouldn’t be able to feed an average talented Alchemist even if they dumped all their money into their family.
Because of this, the Alchemy Apprenticeship system is very popular.
Apprentices work for free for their tutors and even their workshops, or even pay to work for them, just so that when they reach this stage, their teachers and even their workshops are willing to give them an interval of trial and error to get started.
Some apprentice alchemists whose families are not very rich and do not have the money to buy some raw materials at their own expense can only keep polishing their basic skills before this step over and over again in the hope that they will be able to fight for this opportunity and try to make fewer mistakes and burn less money in the process.
But right now, this Silver Dragon Excellency, who had come from nowhere, had shown them all.
What was meant by truly burning money!
Directly ten alchemy potions were burned together!
This was another operation that was mind-boggling and difficult to understand for apprentices and even alchemists!
Because the most important point of refining magic potions was to always observe, always fine-tune the fire, the air pressure valve to various details.
Usually these alchemy apprentices staring at the whole process of an alchemy potion have a chance of problems leading to failure, but now this one is so engaged.
Could he take care of it?
This was also the case when the remaining four alchemists politely knocked on the door and went in to observe for a while, then slowly exited with some soulfulness, and one of the alchemists even uttered a sentence that made all the apprentices’ hearts clench:
“According to Saphis Duin’s current progress, I’m afraid that the materials in the warehouse shouldn’t be able to hold up to today’s consumption, as well as the Hundred Years Incense as well.”
“At this rate, I’m afraid that even the orders on hand for our workshop this year will lead to defaults.
“Immediately report it to the Silver Archduke, Master Atilicia is not here, this is no longer within the realm of our authority to decide.”
But just when the naive apprentices thought that the absurd behavior of that silver dragon frantically consuming raw materials without any output would be ordered to stop by the Silver Archduke.
With the news reported in less than a quarter of an hour, the apprentices were dumbfounded to see that the hundreds of beautiful maids that they would never have the chance to see in their lives, all of them were wearing bee-proof hoods at the moment as they came out from the deep and mysterious silver fortress.
One by one, with bare feet, they stepped into the field of 100 years of flowers, and then used small brushes and small potion bottles to do the work of the flower farmers.
This could only mean one thing:
That was that the existing collection speed of the Hundred Years Incense pollen could no longer keep up with the workshop, or rather, with the consumption of that Honorable Sapphist Duin.
So, could it be that the Silver Archduke, upon learning of this absurd wasteful behavior, not only didn’t call for a halt, but had a fully supportive attitude? Geez! What exactly is this Silver Dragon, His Excellency Safistuin, that he is able to make the Silver Archduke dote on and support him to such an extent?
And very quickly, as wagon after wagon of various magical pills and materials temporarily purchased at high prices from magical pill merchants and even the black market from all over Cyrus City were delivered to the workshop.
What they don’t know is that the lavatory that originally belonged to Master Atilicia’s residence in Silver Castle was dug out by the Silver Archduke.
This group of poor apprentices have no desire to work, and even lost the ability to speak normally.
At the same time, the alchemist who temporarily replaced Selsey’s position received a handwritten letter from the Silver Archduke, and could not help but lose his smile:
“Will all the orders for potions other than the Ministry of the Army be scheduled backward, and the commercial orders are even directly pushed back to next year?
“Should I say, it is worthy of the Silver Grand Duke’s heart and vigor?
“This means of enlisting the hearts of dragons, we ordinary people really can’t learn it.”
Even if we can learn, we don’t have this kind of wealth to squander.
The crowd of apprentices had been dumbfounded.
Even envy and jealousy didn’t have the strength and energy anymore.
This was already not at all the same level of talent and support as the scraps like them.
One dares to burn, and the other gives passes.
“But if we keep burning like this, will that Excellency really be able to configure a qualified sobriety potion?” An apprentice who was considered to be more intimate couldn’t stop himself from asking that biggest question in the hearts of all the apprentices.
The old alchemist’s words, however, gave them a blow to the head:
“We’ve gone in and seen that Excellency’s progress process, and he’s improving the purity of the material’s single original liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“If he wasn’t so demanding of himself and went straight to the next step, maybe, in less than half a year, maybe a few months, he could produce a finished product, who knows?”
“Half a year? A few months?”
If this momentum burned on for half a year, I’m afraid that even the Silver Archduke would have to suffer a flesh wound.
What only made them slightly relieved was that the flowering period of the Hundred Years Incense, which was only half a month, was only enough for that silver dragon to burn for half a month.
So this next half a month, then in the crowd some trance quietly passed away.
When the end of the month is approaching, the original brilliant and holy hundred years of fragrance gradually disappeared, the petals also began to wither with the wind.
The whole fifteen days of sleeplessness David finally pushed open the door of that alchemy room.
Just as he said goodbye to the four alchemists who had taken care of him during this period of time and prepared to go to the Silver Fortress to personally thank the Silver Archduke, he saw that outside the alchemy workshop, there was already a luxurious but not too high-profile carriage parked, and the Silver Archduke Miriam was already waiting for him outside the door.
This situation made David a bit overwhelmed by the hospitality.
If the silver grand duchess took the initiative to open her mouth to stay, should he stay for a while longer, or stay for a while longer?
But did not expect a slightly pale face of the Silver Archduke took the initiative to open his mouth and smiled:
“Are you this ready to leave?”
“Yes, thank you, Your Highness, for taking care of me for the past half a month.”
David thought for a moment, and the tip of his flexible tail pulled out the sobriety potion he had made on the first day from the gap in the dragon scales and carried it out to hand it over to the Silver Archduke’s hands:
“There’s nothing to take, so this will be a gift to you.”
When the alchemists and apprentices behind him saw the slightly cloudy potion bottle that still emitted a faint fluctuation of magic power, they all held their breath and choked.
He had actually succeeded!!!
It wasn’t half a year, and it didn’t take more than a few months.
Only one hundred years of fragrant flowers.
Half a month!
Finally the slightly older alchemist was a bit out of breath and fell backwards with both eyes rolled back.
“Master fainted!”
“Quickly resuscitate it.”
Witnessing this comical and real scene, even the Silver Archduke, who looked preoccupied, couldn’t help but laugh softly, taking the sobering potion from the tip of David’s tail:
“This is the best gift I’ve received this year.”
They knew each other that it meant a promise.
“I had heard from Atilicia that you had something to leave, so I won’t force you to stay.”
This made David, who had prepared a bunch of sayings, become a little embarrassed.
Then he heard the Silver Archduke say meaningfully:
“But I still want to plead with you for one thing.
“If you meet Atilicia on your way back.
“please do persuade him to return.
“Never do anything foolish.”
“Huh?” David was a little confused.
Yeah, that Rev. Atilicia, where the hell had she gone? What was he up to again?
Really irritated by his rejection?
Not really!
(End of chapter)