Abe the Wizard

On the other hand, it was treated as compensation for the Bennett Alchemist. Master Mara was shocked by how fast the Bennett Alchemist was making his potions. She felt like she could improve just by watching Abel doing his work, which was wonderful because of how hard it was to progress when you’re already in the master rank.

After hearing what Master Mara said, Abel realized that he accidentally answered the question of Master alchemist had. It was about the blue elven perfume made from synthetic materials.

For Duke Edwina, who was not yet proficient in alchemy, believed that Abel did have the ability to create a flash of light every time he brews a potion. If he couldn’t, there was just no way that he could fuse more than 40 bottles of blue elven perfume in just one night.

Both Duke Edwina and Master Mara felt satisfied when their questions were answered. Both of them stood up and left, and Abel quickly sent them out of the villa’s door.

Right now, Butler Brewer was convinced that the master he served had a high noble status. That being said, it was always something to be proud of when somebody like Duke Edwina and Master Mara visited your own master.

Abel returned to the main building and immediately opened the intermediate defense circle. Although he wasn’t doing anything special this time, he just had too many secrets that he had to keep from the other. He needed to be more careful, or there would be huge consequences if he were to be exposed.

Abel had been busy escaping from his previous battles. He let his guard down after having a safe place to stay. If Master Mara saw him with the soul enhancing potion… actually, Abel didn’t want to think about it. It was just too scary to imagine such a thing.

For the soul enhancing potion to work, Abel couldn’t just drink it. To increase his understanding of alchemy, as well as ranking himself up from being an intermediate alchemist, he must spend a huge amount of time practicing alchemy.

However, for someone like him, real progress could come if he had dark gold alchemy tools. It’s not like he didn’t have dark gold alchemy tools, but he didn’t feel quite comfortable using them even inside the intermediate defense circle. So, just to be safe, he decided to set up a seclusion circle while being inside the intermediate defense circle.

Abel took out the Akara’s alchemy bottle. Without using the soul enhancing potion to boost up his brainpower, he wasn’t sure if he could create a flash of light every time he brewed something. However, with Akara’s alchemy bottle, the results of his brew would certainly be a lot better. Thus, it was safer to upgrade the level of alchemy using the ‘Akara’s alchemy bottle.’

Abel used the Horadric cube to fuse a semi-finished product and fused three more materials into one finished product. Finally, through ‘promotion’ with ‘Akara’s alchemy bottle,’ he was able to refine a more powerful blue-quality skin lotion and hair conditioner.

Now then, Abel needed an identity to send these potions out in Angstrom City. Although Grand Duke Edwina promised to give him the title of a Lord, being a lord was not going to allow him to learn the training techniques of the elves.

Since Abel used eight bottles of soul enhancing potion to restore his “resurrection of skeletons” spell, it was now one of his favorite spells to use in combat. He could still do better, though, so he though. If he could learn the druid spells from the elves, he could, potentially, find new skills to integrate into his magic system.

And how was he going to make the elves teach him how to cast druid spells. Why he could start by giving them some soul enhancing potions, instead of being a noble elf, he could try to contact them under the title of an alchemist, which was about as unsuspicious as it could get.

It wasn’t like Abel could hide his alchemy skills, either. In just today, Master Mara has seen about every potion that he could make. Abel didn’t think his alchemy level was quite high yet, but he could make about six different types of potions. Six, if he was to include the “beauty potion” that he had only brewed in his own imagination.

Master Mara promised Abel that he could visit her at any time. She said she was willing to share her recipes with him. If Abel was to learn from her, he wasn’t going to do it without giving anything in return, obviously. Yet, the only things he could make to impress an elven lady were his skin lotions and hair conditioners.

Abel has always been very careful about some of the special functions that appeared in his Horadric cube. For example, he did notice when the elven perfume had a slight soul purifying effect to it. Although his own soul was already too powerful to have any use of it, he never expected it to attract so much interest from Duke Edwina.

And what would happen if Abel was to promote the elven perfume into dark gold quality? He was very eager to test it out with his Horadric Cube, but such a feat could only be done in the dark world. He had to make sure that no one knew what he was doing.

In one day, thirty bottles of blue-quality ‘lotion’ and thirty bottles of blue-quality ‘conditioner’ were put into the portal bag, After undoing his two circles, Abel saw Butler Brewer waiting at the front door.

“Master, the Grand Duke has sent two formal dresses to you. It’s for your honorary ceremony tomorrow morning,” Brewer quickly reported.

“Is there a carriage in this house, Brewer?” Abel asked. If he was going to visit Master Mara, traveling by carriage would be the proper way to do it.

“Yes, Master. The carriage in this house is always ready to move you about!” Brewer said and bowed.

“Arrange the carriage, I will be leaving immediately, and today am going to pay a visit to Master Mara!” Abel ordered.

When Abel saw the carriage, he found that the super ox cart he originally used was completely different from the carriage in front of him. In terms of appearance, the carriage had a silver tone to it. From it inside and outside, the carriage was composed of countless silver wires. He could feel it. This carriage was equipped with a magic circle.

“Master, this carriage has its own defense circle. It’s the Grand Duke’s way to send her regard to you,” Brewer said and bowed.

Even the carriage has a defense circle! Abel had thought that his super ox cart was the most expensive carriage in the world. There is always a taller mountain, so it seemed.

The coachman of the carriage was a middle-aged elf. It was a little different from the elf whom Abel had seen before. His ears were obviously shorter, and his skin was much rougher.

The coachman saw Abel looking at him and said, “Master, my name is Archie, I am a half-elf, my mother is a human, and my father is an elf.

“Will there be a lot of half-elves in the city?”. Abel asked as he stepped onto the carriage.

“Yes, there are thousands of half-elves like me in the elven city, where we can live on our own hands. In the human world, however, we cannot survive, because humans treat us as monsters. Most of our real home, including mine, is here in Angstrom City.”

The coachman quickly apologized as he looked down, “Sorry, sir, if I’m a little too emotional here. The truth is, half-elves don’t have it easy.”

While Abel felt sympathy for the coachman, he also admired Duke Edwina to make these half-elves feel like they belonged somewhere. These half-elves were recognized in Angstrom City, and they could do something that regular elves couldn’t.

“Archie, go to Master Mara’s Alchemy Room!” Abel didn’t know where Master Mara’s Alchemy Room was, but he believed that the half-elf Archie would know the direction, just like in the human world, the coachman was very familiar with every street in the city because this was a coachman job.

“Yes, sir!” Archie, the half-elven driver who drove two white horses, and the silver carriage began to speed up.

Along the way, Abel discovered a strange phenomenon. Almost all the elven carriages and riders on the road, as long as they saw the carriage, gave way automatically. This allowed the carriage to reach the tallest tower in the city almost unhindered.

When the silver carriage stopped, an elf maid came forward to help open the carriage door. When she saw Abel coming out of the carriage, she was very polite and bowed, although she was somewhat surprised.

“Excuse me, my lord, what makes you come to visit this place?”.

Although the elf maid did not know Abel’s identity, she did recognize the carriage in front of her. It was the private carriage at Grand Ducal Palace. Other than a few nobles in Grand Ducal Palace, no elves would dare to use the same carriage in Angstrom city.