Chapter 418 – My Alchemical Romance (2)

Yandel was stunned for a moment by the dazzling growth of Fei, but soon tilted his head as if he felt something strange.

“… By the way, isn’t the original Alchemy Pot used after filling various solutions? Have you prepared for that too?”

“No? But I will fill it from now on.”

After saying that, Fay pointed to the corpse of the two-headed giant Yandel was floating and continued her words calmly.

“Twist it tightly like squeezing a rag and pour out all the remaining blood.”

Yandel is stunned by an unimaginable and terrible idea. No matter how much Yandel prays every morning, ‘I hope all the evil spirits are searched!’

It wasn’t that I felt sorry for the turbid unity and reckless roar, but it was a sense of rejection that came from excessive grotesqueness.

However, Fay couldn’t afford to notice Yandel’s reaction right now. Because someone asked her about the perfect process she had envisioned in her head, and she was anxious to explain it somehow. It’s like an instinct for Gongsun.

“It’s possible with water current manipulation, but it can’t move a lot at once, right? So take it off once and use it to organize the rest.”

“No…”

“You boil the blood you squeezed out until it thickens. Isn’t that the blood that maintained that strong body and circulated enormous power? There is no better catalyst than this.”

“Excuse me… Senior Fay?”

“When the red blood turns dark red and becomes as viscous as a stew, then I will put in the remaining corpse. There is no need to separate the flesh from the bones or remove the internal organs for this. You can put them all together.”

“There is no need to explain in such detail…”

“Instead, you have to break it as soon as you put it in. It’s cut so finely that you can’t tell what it was, but it’s important to keep it together so it doesn’t scatter.”

“It’s not even dough, what is that…”

“Huh? Is the dough right? Just like pouring water into flour and making it into dough, you put blood on the incarnation powder and make it into dough!”

“…”

Yandel was astonished as if he didn’t know it was real. Did you take this as admiration? Faye continued with an even more excited expression.

“If you keep heating the dough, it will absorb the surrounding blood and harden. Then let it dry, break it down and put it back in! Of course, repeat this until all the blood is absorbed and disappears!”

“Even if you stop explaining…”

“Originally, this is a meaningless act for a subject that requires various catalysts, but this is a brazier of colliding steel, right? During this whole process, I will burn all the useless parts of the evil spirits and melt and condense only the necessary elements.”

“…”

“Ultimately, an ingot the size of a dagger will be created! By my calculations, yes! I’ll have to get some help from the assistants from here on out.”

What type of handle should I make so that Yandel can use it most comfortably, and how should I set up the blade so that I can inflict fatal wounds on the evil god with the bizarre shape?

In terms of pure design, not the ability contained within, no matter how much Fei, it is natural that blacksmiths cannot follow.

In fact, the existing Shining Lion Dagger was not lacking anywhere, but it was designed in a slightly acceptable form because it was a ready-made product that basically did not have a user defined.

Fay is planning to use this opportunity to completely transform into a figure for Yandel.

After all the designs were completed, if the ingot was to put Yandel’s body part, the shining lion’s dagger, and Solari’s divine power all at once, and combine them as planned.

“That’s when it’s really complete!”

“Okay, let’s start quickly!”

After screaming, Yandel trembled and muttered to himself things like “I’m afraid of alchemy” Or “Not everyone makes a Philosopher’s Stone.” To Fay, it just sounded like a complaint about wanting to receive a stronger weapon as soon as possible.

… To defend Fay a bit, it’s because of the vision of Paracelsus that Faye recently learned.

As a great alchemist, it contained useful knowledge that could not be found anywhere, efficiency on a different level even if it was already known, and deep wisdom that focused on more essential parts.

Basically, since he was a person from the distant past, the experiment was somewhat barbaric, and in his later years, his head was half-turned, making it an even more bizarre process.

Of course, Fei is a bit strange, but he doesn’t change people, so I think this is enough to keep research ethics in place.

For reference, the Dwarves who had made up their minds in advance and let go of their sanity were surprisingly not shocked.

Anyway, the process started with Yandel’s trembling voice.

Because it was something I had thought about in my head several times, the transformation itself proceeded without hesitation.

Successfully purifies the corpse and purifies the divine power of the evil spirit that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. However, it does not mean that it is unconditionally erased because it is the power of an evil god.

The anger of the reckless roar was erased, but the strengthening of the body was maintained and condensed.

It amplifies the necessary properties and erases the ones that are not. Isn’t it a work faithful to the basics of alchemy?

However, because the giant’s corpse was so huge and hard, Yandel’s help was essential.

With Helena and Solari’s help, you can soften the corpse… That’s why it’s before the end.

It was a bit laborious and took a long time, but it was successfully completed.

The dough, which had already been soaked with blood, was so condensed that it turned red so much that it hurt my eyes.

The blessing of the golden hand may have slightly increased the quality. Anyway, with the main material completed, the next discussion was about what kind of dagger to make.

Fay and the artisans examine Yandel’s body, remember Yandel’s fighting style, and weave a shape based on the remaining characteristics of the evil god that Yandel tells us.

At first, everyone was at a loss due to the difficult conditions, but after hearing the news, Rokhan participated and the worries ended.

Even though he couldn’t make anything anymore, Lokhan’s knowledge was still Meister’s.

Now all that remains is to fuse the ingot with the lion dagger, and carve an imprint with Yandel’s horn and scales.

The ingot was harder than the famous mithril, but it boasted enormous weight, and was essentially an organic compound composed of the bones and flesh of creatures.

Just as living things do not like foreign substances, materials made from living things also tend to reject things other than themselves. Especially if it’s metal.

However, the Shining Lion Dagger is made of Solari fangs, not metal.

With the fusion of the turbid unity remaining in the ingot and Solari’s own help, they were able to mix without difficulty.

What really mattered was the next one.

A huge mass of power that has been refined and condensed through all kinds of processes. But it doesn’t make any sense if it’s like this.

‘I have to give this a direction.’

Faye had already thought of what kind of will she would put in.

Defeat all evil spirits.

The Shining Lion Dagger was made with a similar will in mind. However, it lacked the power it had, so it became a weapon only to kill cultists.

‘It’s different this time. It’s strong enough, so I just need to forge it well.’

It’s easier said than done. No matter how great an alchemist Faye was, she hadn’t reached transcendence yet.

No matter how much there is a brazier of colliding steel that can fully convey one’s will, the impossible is impossible.

‘So I’ll borrow as much as I need.’

Fortunately, there were people here who hated evil spirits more innocently than anyone else.

Righteous light, and Yandel. The desire to kill the evil spirit these two have is real.

However, unlike Fei, who can directly hit the will through a furnace, an additional process is required to melt the will of the two.

Faye opened her mouth with wide eyes because she hadn’t been able to sleep properly for over a week already.

“Righteous Gwangmyeong. Thinking that you will surely kill the evil spirits, sprinkle as much divine power as possible. The same goes for your junior. Be strongly conscious and release your mana.”

The Solari borrowed Helena’s body and nodded her head, unleashing enormous divine power. The inside of the large alchemy pot was dyed white, to the extent that nothing could be seen.

While the Holy Fire from below and the Holy Light from above raged. Through the gap, black magic began to settle down.

A few scales taken from a Yandel in a tolerant state and powder made by grinding the tip of the horn. Using this as a catalyst, Yandel’s magic is rapidly taking root.

The will of evil spirits that filled the alchemy pot in an instant.

The energy inside the alchemy kettle began to converge in one direction, as if attracted by the will of different people, but all toward the same place.

Faye, who was watching her, secretly clenched her fist.

‘Success… !’

Now, all that remains is waiting for the perfect shape to be formed, and final stabilization work.

‘But is it really okay as it is?’

The weapon Fei wants to create is one that always protects her master and draws out her master’s power beyond her skill.

But the will contained in this is too cruel. A sword that only exists to kill evil spirits.

Although these weapons have strong effects, they require corresponding side effects from the user.

After a moment of thought, Fei pulled out a piece of a broken sword from her arms.

In the past, the sword her mother Laura drew to protect her fae. However, the remnants of a foolish weapon that failed to protect the user.

Fay clenched her fists, not caring about the blood flowing from her stabbing fragments of her sword.

‘If the furnace of colliding steel is a fire that can melt only what it wants, then…’

Faye, who opened her eyes, threw a piece of her sword, stained with her own blood, into her alchemy cauldron.

Fondant.

Small fragments melted in an instant with the sound of water.

The feelings that were connected from Laura to Fay are connected from Fay to Yandel this time.

An alchemist has his own way.

Using even one’s own heart as material to form a weapon.

This was Faye’s way of loving.