92 Concocting Pills

Ryon City was one of the most prosperous cities in the kingdom. Inside its walls were different kinds of shop from foods to jewelries, but its most notable items were none other than alchemical products.

A lot of the eastern region's supply of medicines and even poisons came from the Ryon City.

Comparing Ryon City with other communities such as Eastern Horizon City, the latter's most distinguishing feature was that one has a chance of spotting four alchemists over ten people even in its normal streets.

Even the regional capital of the east region, East Gate City, never had that many alchemists residing within it.

The reason why the said city became a paradise for alchemists was that the land where it is standing, particularly the lands within the Monarch Walls were unusually very bountiful of different kinds of herbs, plants, and even rare sightings of spiritual fruits on some occassions that were useful for alchemy.

"You may pass.", the guard who was inspecting the people passing through the city gate said.

Two men wearing coats entered the majestic walls of Ryon City. What was seen on the outside was also seen in the inside of the walls as they saw rows and rows of elegant buildings.

One of the men was wearing an eyepatch on his right eye; while the other one looked somewhat younger, it also could be seen that he was struggling to keep himself awake.

"What a strong aroma of herbs.", the younger man sniffed the captivating air of the city, after deeply inhaling he started coughing and sneezing, forcing him to cover his mouth and nose.

"It's too intoxicating. So that's why most people here are wearing masks.", the younger man's eyes became watery after sneezing for a lot of times.

"You are tired because you didn't sleep early." The man wearing an eyepatch commented without batting an eye.

'Y-you... you... you woke me up early then you blamed me for being tired!? What are you, stupid?!' The younger man grumpily thought, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

The two men were none other than Allen and Edwin.

"Here, wear this mask.", Allen passed to Edwin a mask he got from his satchel.

"Thanks.", Edwin immediately wore the mask and yawned deeply again.

"Umm... can we go to an inn or a hotel now so I can sleep?", Edwin asked.

"Yes.", Allen replied.

'Haha, finally I can sleep again!', Edwin rejoiced within his mind.

"But only after we tour to at least a few parts of this city.", Allen added.

Edwin: '$#&$!'

...

Touring around the city, the two of them spotted many shops selling pills; some of them were purely marketing pills that were useful in battle such as strengthening pills, some were merchandizing healing pills, a few were bartering pills that could help magicians in nourishing their Mana Heart.

What is Mana Heart? Mana Heart was the core of the magicians, the more powerful it was, the more spells one could use, and the stronger the said heart, the more efficient a magician's mental capacity was.

Mana Heart was formed through the constant circulation of mana and the staffs of the magicians. There were two kinds of Mana Heart, the gems on the staffs of the magicians, and the internal one.

In Edwin's case, because he could both control mana and internal energy; it's much harder for him to form a Mana Heart

"Huh?", Edwin approached a shop and looked at the products it was selling through its window.

The shop wasn't selling pills nor herbs, but weapons. What caught his sights weren't weapons, but were twin dagger sheats.

Although his weapons didn't need sheaths to maintain their quality, because within his satchel, his twin daggers wouldn't easily rust even for a long time.

But he still wanted one as once a battle suddenly erupted, he still had to take his daggers out from his satchel which would take much longer compared to pulling them out of sheaths.

Every second counts when it comes to battling, if he was one second slower, he could be killed without himself knowing how he died.

"Edwin.", Allen's called out from the crowd.

"I'm coming.", Edwin took one last look then regrouped beside Allen.

"So you were saying you wanted to sleep? I asked people where's the nearest villa to be rented around here, come on, let's go there.", Allen said.

'Yes!', Edwin inwardly rejoiced.

"After we eat lunch.", Allen added as he suddenly entered a restaurant.

Edwin: "..."

By this point, Edwin's face turned livid. He didn't know if he should feel angered or depressed at the indirect torture of tiredness and fatigue he was suffering from.

It was finally nighttime when the two of them arrived at the villa. The process to rent it was quick and they were able to occupy the villa right away.

"Finally, sleep!", Edwin hastily rushed away to a bedroom, fearing that Allen would force him to do something again.

Allen was carrying a large backpack full of herbs and medicinal plants. The reason why it took them so long to go to the villa was because they purchased ingredients in order to create elixirs first.

He entered a chamber full of tables. It was unclear what was the purpose of this room. With the villa not being attended for quite some time, dust managed to contaminate nearly every nook and cranny of the room.

He opened up the curtains and nightlight entered the room, softly lighting the interiors. The soft light further gave an eerie sensation to the already creepy room, but for Allen, he was unconcerned of it as he was used to places such as this.

Allen cleaned up the room first before bringing out the tools he needed to create potions and elixirs, then he placed them on top of the tables.

There were different kinds of tools such as the glass tubes and containters, like the one in the basement of his shop in the Eastern Horizon City; there was also a single cauldron, a furnace made from some sort of black shiny stones, the alchemical book, metal rods, knives, and many more.

"I know you are watching.", Allen looked over to the door.

"Oh.", Edwin fully opened the door and coughed awkwardly. "I couldn't sleep."

For the whole day his urge of sleeping was like a lion roaring at its peak, now, it was akin to a fat cat meowing for food.

"Do you want to help me create some medicines? I probably need some practice for the upcoming competition.", Allen turned the pages of the book.

During their travel towards Ryon City, Allen already explained his purpose on coming to the said city to the boy.

"Alright.", Edwin approached him and peeked on the pages of the book.

"Vitiating Potion, umm... what's that?", Edwin asked.

"The potion is made from the Thorn Vitiating Plant, as written in its name, it could ruin or weaken the properties of other liquids.", Allen explained.

"Using a potion to spoil another potion... erm... cool, I guess.", Edwin complimented; however, he was inwardly cursing himself for such a clueless admiration.

"But I have always wondered, if a poison expires does it become more poisonous or less poisonous?", Edwin asked.

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"Go research about that on your own. There's a library in this city, I can go with you there tomorrow.", Allen said.

Edwin: "..."

Edwin: 'I don't even know if you are annoyed or not under that emotionless face.'

"This is what we will make.", Allen stopped turning the pages and pointed at the drawing of a pill.

The color of the pill was green and had a simple name, which was Healing Dew Knife.

The main ingredient of the said pill was some sort of a low-grade grass named Dew Knife.

The reason why it was called like that was because the blades of the said grass looked like real knives; in fact, if one had a weak skin, they would bleed if they touched it with some force.

"Why are we creating such a weak healing pill?", Edwin asked. Although he didn't see Allen making a pill even for one time, he had a hunch that it wouldn't too hard for him to make higher-graded potions or pills.

The healing pills he used in the Monarch Forest were already at the level of mid-grade, on the verge of being high-grade. In addition, one of the ingredient was a poisonous plant; however, its deadly properties weren't even felt and unless it was triggered, the medicine wouldn't harm the user.

The poisonous properties of the plant not stirring up also showed how great Allen's skills was in alchemy.

"Nobody would be able to afford if I will make at least mid-grade healing pills or elixirs.", Allen replied.

"But I saw several shops selling mid-grade medicines, and some with a few high-grade ones. How could no one be able to afford a mid-grade drug?", Edwin remembered that he even spotted a few people that could be counted in one hand buying the high-graded pills and potions.

"How do you know that it's high grade?" Allen asked.

"Because it says so on their description." Edwin replied then realized something, "Ohh! I really shouldn't believe everything what is written."

"They are high-grade defects." Allen said.

Edwin chuckled. He was already used to Allen's 'effortless way' of making other people laugh. Without the proper facial expressions, he could still crack jokes.

Well, or so he thought.

"You'll understand soon why anybody can't afford a real mid- and high-grade drug.", Allen turned on the fire under the furnace.

The furnace has two compartments, the lower one where the fire would start burning, and an upper one where the heat coming from the other compartment that would mold the ingredients.

There were some partly charred firewood in the lower comparment. They were the remaining blocks of wood left from Allen's last production of pills.

There were different ways of creating pills and potions. One could create pills by using the furnace, while one could blend potions by using the cauldron, or both by using the special tools like glass tubes.

The only difference between potions and pills was that the former was faster to produce, while the latter was easier to carry and take less place than a potion does.

"Let's start creating the medicine.", Allen slightly gazed at Edwin.

"Mhm.", Edwin nodded in response.