Chapter 269 Vigorous Grade Pill!
In the end, Lyrian chose three items that felt best suited for the item he wanted to make. Although he barely had a clue about alchemy craft, he was willing to give it his best shot. How hard could it really be?
His items were: King Crocodile's Crescent Diamond, Rathor's Blue Eyeball, and the Anae Clam Pearl. All of these items were of fairly high value and were used in armor, sword, and alchemy work.
With their items retrieved, the students returned to their places behind the railings.
"Before we begin, note that you may perform any ritual you want to help you concentrate before the creation process begins," Scarlett said to the class. 'Ah... so a religious chant isn't needed. Good, I know no god, so what was I supposed to praise?' He was slightly relieved to hear this.
"You all know how it's done. Don't be nervous. First, we will start off on this side and make our way around." She pointed to the side opposite of Lyrian. 'Great, I'll have some insight to copy off of before it's my turn.'
The first kid threw his items inside the large cauldron one by one and began to chant a prayer of his own. Finally, he closed his eyes and focused for a while, as his ingredients began to form something.
In the end, they formed a blue bead, but it was deemed unstable by the teacher. Just like this, students began to go after one another. To Lyrian's surprise, most either failed to make a pill/elixir. It turned out to be harder than he imagined.
Most, at best, created Trash to Normal grade crafts. Any Unstable pills, however, were deemed as a failure by Scarlett. Unstable pills were dangerous, with the ingredients not yet fully contained safely.
Finally, it was Linus' turn to go. Lyrian took note of his items. The first one was the King Crocodile's Crescent Diamond, just like the one he had chosen. After that was some sort of yellow feather, and then a pitch-black elixir.
Instead of clasping his hands together like the majority of the other students, Linus raised his elbow into the air. He kept it perpendicular and placed his other hand on top of it in the same position, creating a square gap inside. Closing his eyes, he began to mumble under his breath.
"God of the waning and waxing moon, supplier of all wants and necessities, hear my call. With your luminescent blessing, I shall create the artifact of utmost splendor." He opened his eyes once again, as his ingredients began to combine.
They shook for a whole while, making the class hold their breaths in anticipation to see if it was going to turn out Unstable like many of the others. However, it finally cooled down at the end and flew back up to Linus in a small yellow circle pill form. "The grade... is Potent!" Scarlett exclaimed, delightfully surprised. Her eyebrows raised and her eyes widened in astonishment.
Kids expressed their quiet, surprised, and impressed noises. They stared at Linus with awe, as he simply kept his eyes closed and faced his chin to the ceiling, his hands in his sleeves. Lyrian looked at Linus with more respect behind his eyes. 'Not bad. He really is talented. Although, that should be the bare minimum for a prince.'
Another several minutes passed as the line of students who hadn't gone yet got shorter and shorter. As it neared Lyrian's turn, he began to get slightly nervous. Taking in a deep breath, he said inwardly, 'I must be calm on both the outside and the inside. A powerful person wouldn't be scared of such a small thing. All I want is to do better than him.' He looked at Linus with determination.
"Next, Lyrian! Show us what you got, MVP." Scarlett called him out, as every head turned to face him. For some reason, she found the bright idea to compare him directly with Linus.
Although it wasn't expected, Lyrian wasn't going to complain about it. After all, he was already doing that. Scarlett looked at him with an almost condescending expression as he began his crafting. She had her arms crossed, and a cunning smile on her face. 'Is she trying to look like a bitch, or is that just her face?' Lyrian mused, slightly thrown off by her expression. He threw his ingredients into the cauldron one by one.
He didn't put his hands together or say a prayer. He didn't say anything at all, which no other student had done before. Instead, he jumped right into the alchemy process.
As soon as the ingredients entered the pot, he allowed a small amount of mana to enter the cauldron. He took in a deep breath, closed his eyes, and activated the art of Smithing.
At this point, it wasn't just a way of thought. He had practiced it so much that he had gained a new level of concentration, where it felt like he was going into some sort of mode every time he did it. He was so focused that all sounds and smells left his mind, and he was only connected to the ingredients in the cauldron.
An especially loud hum began to sound throughout the room as the ingredients inside began to mingle. Lyrian wasn't happy with this, however. 'At best... It feels the same as Linus'... I'll have to go even farther.' He said, pouring more mana into the cauldron.
From this experience, he was learning what alchemy crafting was and how one did it. Balancing your mana perfectly would allow the crafting process to go as smoothly as possible. He sensed that he could even tweak the process if he so chose, but opted that doing so was too dangerous. As he input more mana, the hum became far louder, but he couldn't hear it at all.
For all the other students though, it became almost painful. A stinging ring in their eardrums. A few closed their ears in response, agitated expressions on their faces. By now, the ingredients inside were spiraling extremely quickly and violently, condensing into a very shaky circle pill. Scarlett's face was now serious, her eyebrows furrowed. 'Trash... Normal... Potent!? How could he--' She cut herself off. 'What!? This pill... it's entering the Vigorous grade!'
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