Master Of None

”You have already had six visitors since you came back here. Are you really not going to work on new potions?” The old master alchemist found that Remey had come to the upper floors of the alchemy building again. The guild had been waiting to hear fro, her since she and Ignus had isolated themselves.

”If I make anything, no one will be able to afford it right now. If I even succeed. I would explain more but you will just keep asking questions.” Remey’s attitude made the old mast alchemist want to argue, but he was old enough to not act the same age as Remey and be childish.

”Well, you are a master in title only here. Remember that you are not really a master alchemist.” the old master alchemist knew that this was the right amount of taunting to push Remey forward. He had used this once or twice as the two experimented.

The results were an angry, bur driven Remey that was able to remain much more focused on the task at hand. Especially when the two of them were dealing with materials that they were unsure of. Not everything they made was planned out. That was the same for anyone crafting or creating something though.

”You really want to test me today?” Remey reacted and small sparks of flame appeared around here.

”Yes, yes I do. Since you have way too much energy to burn and refuse to use it to do anything other than sit there trying to meditate like a dragon or a mage.” The old master alchemist had seen Remey sit just like a mage.

Whether Remey was able to do so or not, was nothing of his concern. He knew that she was an alchemical brawler. Not a mage and definitely not a dragon. Therefore, she should do what she did best. Charge head long in to something with her fists, learn, then adapt to it.

”You think burning off all the fire mana that I have now would help me? Really? Then what would I be left with? Nothing but tired and useless. So just…” Remey railed off as she thought of a few things.

”Oh? Did you finally realize that using the manas would let you control them more? Or are you thinking about the fact that the fire affinity potions you could make before might actually have a higher degree of quality than before just because you have so much fire mana to control now?” The old master alchemist was like a childish old man. He was teasing and mocking Remey just enough to spark her attitude even more than before.

”What if I were to purify the herbs with the fires I can manipulate now? I could hold them and purify them in my own hands without need for…”

Many people would have been shocked by what Remey did next. She grabbed herbs from the many shelves in the alchemy office that she had for her personal use, and began to burn them. In her hands, herbs worth gold coins that many people would not be able to afford were burning.

Without a single blink, the old master alchemist dropped his jaw. He had no idea what he had just done to anger Remey so much. This was beyond the expectation of what he thought she would do. He had tried to just push her in to action. Not to pure anger for destruction!

But? before he could say a word, he noticed the black ashes falling on the ground. He thought at first, that there was a completely destroyed herb. Nothing left. However, he didn’t have the chance to say a word. Instead, he noticed that there was really still something in Remey’s hand.

”These are the firefly herbs that grow near the mouth of a volcano. They were dried out so that they would last, but because their sap also dried, their medicinal properties were lost. The only way to rejuvenate it is with heat and also the right amount of water. Otherwise, it is ruined. But that’s too hard for anyone that’s not a master alchemist.”

”With my flames, they are pure, I was able to burn away the shape and leave the specific dried crystals that come from the outside oils on the leaves that dried. And with some pressure,” Remey pushed her hands together.

Between her super heated palms and the pressure, a small bundle of white ash and crystal was pushed together. ”I will have the best little ball of condensed firefly herbs. All the crystallized oils are stuck together and the white ash is protecting it since it also has medicinal qualities.” Remey looked at the old master alchemist before placing the heated ball on the desk where it burned a small mark.

”How’s that for condensing and making a new potion material? I doubt that you can do that?” Remey teased back since she knew that she had won. The old master alchemist had given her the little push but in return, she had slapped him a little with her skill.

”But this…how did you even do that?” The old master alchemist knew he could not do such a thing easily. To be able to condense an herb in this way.,. He would need another fifty herbs and also a very useful set of materials. Then those that he needed to help him would be providing mana potions along with many other things. This process would also have taken over three hours.

The toll such a thing took on his old body would also make him rest for the remainder of the day. It was a process that he had learned through many steps and even with the natural alchemy becoming possible, he knew it would take years to learn properly.

”I have pure fire in my heart now. Just like Ignus. We split a ritual to make that happen. Because of that, my partner and I have a lot of changes. Plus, instead of a grand fire elemental spirit, my partner is a grand fire spirit of the spirit race. Free to travel through the flames and do what is desired by them. I learned a lot recently.”

Remey was not just talking herself up. She was showing herself as the one that stood well above others. The old master alchemist realized that Remey was more than just showing off. She was bragging to him since she respected what he thought.

”I bother you to keep moving a little bit and here you are showing me that you already figured something amazing out. What am I going to do if kids like you keep growing so much every time I blink?” The old master alchemist spoke just loudly enough for Remey to hear. She didn’t reply though. She just smiled softly too.

The two stood in silence for a moment before Remey gapped the cooled purified ball of alchemy ingredients. ”I bet that if I use this in a fire affinity potion, that we would end up with a grand fire affinity potion. Or at least a pseudo grand alchemy potion. I would need a master to meld it with other ingredients though. I only have the flames that can be used in this process.”

The two looked at one another before the old master alchemist began shouting for assistants to bring them herbs. He was ready to jump fully in to this process. Especially with a large class of new alchemists downstairs that he knew could watch and learn everything they could.

”I will have you teaching everyone the fires you have some control of by the end of the day. Just make sure that you can keep up.” The old master alchemist looked five years younger just with this positive attitude and a new challenge right before him.

The business in the alchemy guild was pushed upward just by these orders going out. The fact that rare herbs, a very high level affinity potion, and unique alchemy techniques would be used was enough to make every young alchemist jump. They knew that every single note taken would be a major step.

meanwhile, Ignus had been meditating to gather more fire mana and felt a thrum of heat when Remey had condensed the herbs. He was able to feel it happen and understand how the fires were used to purify them. He could sense this due to his core of pure fire resonating with Remey’s.

These feelings dragged him out where he heard the fact that there was a process happening to make a better fire affinity potion. He would not be left out of such a thing. Especially since he wanted to be able to test it. His understanding of fire had reached a level well beyond others. However, he would still use a little help grasping the more mysterious theories he had.

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