After reflecting on the fickleness of fate, the sorceress began today's lesson — "Instruments and Furnaces".
"Alchemy is a precise art."
"Even with the help of magic, we still need various instruments for distillation, sublimation, filtration, fixation..."
"From the witch's cauldron in the mouths of the common folk to glass-made bottles and jars, stills and kilns, wizards have always sought more precise tools to aid in the refining of potions..."
...
[Ding! Spend 9890 small experience pearls to unlock the skill?]
It must be said that steadily reducing the unlocking requirements for alchemy every day is quite beneficial.
At the end of the lesson, 10 more small experience pearls were reduced compared to yesterday. Although the quantity is not large, it is progress after all.
"Just treat it as daily tasks." Allen thought to himself.
Snap
A snap.
"Instruments and Furnaces" flew back to its original position.
The sorceress Vira looked into Allen's eyes and advised: "Since you want to refine potions yourself, I have removed everything from alchemy that isn't directly related to potion-making."
"This does not mean that these books are unimportant. On the contrary, if after the trial on the high mountains you want to go further in alchemy, these courses are indispensable."
"The omitted materials, I will write them down for you in a few days..."
Vira's explanation was meticulous, as if afraid that Allen would miss any important knowledge.
But why?
His life had nothing to do with the sorceress. If he missed these lessons, he missed them. Why was she so concerned about his future?
Allen has always been a suspicious person, especially sensitive to the unfounded kindness of others. Past experiences taught him that no one in this world acts without expecting something in return. This character trait has certainly caused him to miss out on a lot, but at the same time, it has also saved him from much trouble. Therefore, faced with the sorceress's kindness, although Allen was grateful, that sense of vigilance deep inside him never disappeared.
"Mary, bring the mushroom soup over here," Vira called out to the inner room.
Squeak
The door to the inner room opened.
Mary came out from the inner room carrying a water bag. Compared to yesterday, today's girl had no significant difference. Except for a swollen bump on her forehead. But since Allen wasn't familiar with her, he just took the water bag, politely thanked both of them, and took his leave. Leaving the tower, it was just about noon.
Allen estimated that Vesemir should still be at the apprentice training ground, so he headed straight in that direction.
...
"Hey! The lucky apprentice is here!"
Letho was also at the training ground, arms crossed leaning against the wall, seemingly waiting for Vesemir to finish class.
Vesemir was currently facing away from Allen, carefully inspecting the apprentices' magic seal practice. Upon hearing Letho's voice, he turned and asked, "Allen, you're back?"
"The alchemy class ended, so I came straight here. Hasn't class ended yet?"
Upon hearing this, Vesemir looked up and realized it was already quite late. He said to the apprentices in the training ground: "Today ends here. Xius, you need more practice, as your progress is the slowest."
"The other apprentices are the same. The day after tomorrow, I will teach Aldo the magic seals. Don't expect me to slow down the pace for someone."
Vesemir seemed to feel that his words were a bit heavy, and added: "Of course... if there's time, you can also consult Allen. His Quen magic seal is very standard."
"Of course... if he's willing..."
Allen felt that all the apprentices were looking at him, and he agreed: "Of course, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I'm happy to answer."
Vesemir nodded satisfactorily, glanced at the water bag in the apprentice's hand, and said: "Allen, have your lunch here."
"Since your alchemy class ended today, we'll be heading out soon."
Allen nodded and was about to open the water bag containing his lunch when he suddenly heard Letho's voice.
"Wait a minute," Letho looked at Allen with confusion and asked Vesemir, "What did those words mean just now? I understand each word individually, but together they don't make sense."
Vesemir seemed to have anticipated this and waved his hand, saying, "It's none of your concern. Just follow along with us later."
Letho: "?"
Since he would be accompanying Letho later, Allen explained, "Master Vesemir promised to take me hunting drowners this afternoon."
Letho scratched his head, still puzzled. "How do you have time in the afternoon? Aren't apprentices supposed to digest lunch in the afternoon?"
"What do you think the Witcher's Eye is? Allen digests potions quickly," Vesemir reprimanded. "You still need to find time to read more, Letho."
Raising his hand to silence Letho's torrent of questions, Vesemir added, "Forget about him, Allen, hurry up and finish your drink. We're leaving soon."
"Okay."
Estimating the volume, Allen pulled out the stopper, "Glug, glug, glug," and quickly finished his portion. He wiped his mouth with his hand and sealed the wooden stopper.
Allen was about to hand the water bag back to Vesemir when he looked up and saw all five people in the training ground staring straight at him without blinking.
Gulp
Allen swallowed nervously and asked weakly, "What are you all looking at?"
"Nothing."
All five said in unison, still not averting their gaze.
Allen: "..."
At this moment, that tingling sensation, both painful and itchy, gradually spread throughout his body.
Allen quickly recited "Notes on Drowners" and used up the last essence of a drowner's heart. The cold liquid flowed down, and a warm sensation surged up. Even without any effect, this feeling was addictive.
Especially after the warmth disappeared, the swelling sensation of strength throughout his body made Allen involuntarily twitch slightly. Not only did he shake off the fatigue of the morning, but he even felt an urge to punch Vesemir. He summoned the character panel with his mind.
[Name: Allen]
[Age: 13]
[Title: Son of Miracles]
[Witcher Level: 3]
[Health: 100%, Stamina 80/80]
[Attributes: Strength 6.1 (+0.3), Agility 6.2 (+0.3), Constitution 8 (+0.9), Perception 8.9 (+0.5), Mystery 4.3 (+0.4)]
[Special Skills: Witcher LV1, Appraisal LV1]
[Skills: Wolf School Two-Handed Sword LV2 (0/500), Quen LV1 (0/100)]
[Recipes: Killer Whale (Unavailable)]
[Items: Rotten Meat 3, Small Experience Pearls 23, "Twenty-Three Cooking Methods for Drowners"]
[Review: Mediocre!!]
The increase in data occupied Allen's mind with an inflated attitude. But reason prompted him to appraise Vesemir.
[Name: Vesemir]
[Attributes: Strength 46, Agility 57, Constitution 65, Perception 70, Mystery 41]
Alright.
As he calmed down, the vast gap made the volcano in Allen's heart erupt instantly. Putting away the panel, Allen looked up. The apprentice training ground was unusually quiet at this moment, and the several people standing opposite Allen were as still as statues, unmoving.
Just as Allen was thinking about what to say, Vesemir spoke. He asked somewhat uncertainly, "Um... Allen, are you done?"
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