Chapter 453 - Mystery Potion
Angor was brought to Elixir Hut before sunrise.
At first, he felt uneasy since he didn’t know what Mithra wanted… until they started discussing alchemy knowledge in a really relaxed mood. Mithra was an Apothecary alchemist who also knew a little about Tooling. In fact, Angor realized the old man’s “subfield” was already way more cultured than him.
Gradually, Angor forgot about his precious concerns and grew indulged in the discussion. It was basically Mithra who did all the talking since Angor’s enchantment knowledge was quite useless to Mithra.
Angor found himself greatly enlightened after receiving all kinds of Tooling advice from Mithra. When the sun appeared on the horizon, Mithra suddenly asked a question, “Are you interested in studying Apothecary?”
Angor was definitely interested. He had a full collection of Apothecary textbooks saved inside his tablet. However, the subject required great time and effort in which Angor couldn’t spare any. He was planning to fulfill his promise and save Jon first before attempting more subjects. Wizards all had extended lives. Angor thought enchantment was enough to cover his expenses as an apprentice.
When Mithra saw Angor nodding, he smiled. “You don’t have to pick it up now. But since we have a lot of time, I’ll talk about the general idea of Apothecary.”
A lot of time?
“And it’s no easy task to let a disregarded item shine again,” Mithra continued. “Maybe the item isn’t meant for humans but an unknown creature living thousands of planes apart. In that case, you may as well consider the item useless since you’ll never ascertain its true value.”
Slowly, Angor began to learn a lot about “Mystery” from Mithra as well.
When the bright sunlight brightened the cozy room, Yeliya interrupted their speech and brought Toya inside. “Now now, you’ve been talking for an entire night. Have some of my milk sandwich bread.”
The bread slices were all made in the shape of a kitten face. This was obviously to entertain Toya.
As a milk lover, Angor tried very hard to maintain his “serious persona”. After a bit of pretended courtesy, he slowly picked up his share.
However, something else happened before he could enjoy the snack. Someone pushed the room door open.
Against the strong sunlight outside, Angor could only see a handsome figure, who was shrouded in a golden rim, standing at the door.