Chapter 109: Heating Up

Chapter 109: Heating Up

Edwin had always preferred warmth to cold, and so while Adaptive Defense did a great job of keeping him from utterly freezing, or even getting too cold, he really would prefer that he had super warm, super comfortable underclothes.

Yes, he could get something made of wool. Yes, he could have gotten clothes already made supernaturally warm via Skills. But those were the boring options. Edwin wanted to try and add the warming properties himself, and he needed something absorbent to test out his potion. It was all a part of solving the mana-accumulation problem, after all. He could make potions, sure, but could he make something using his potions that had magical properties?

It was perfect practice for more advanced things, after all.

Edwin ended up getting two new undershirts, both perfectly fitted to him, pure white, and apparently made out of something called wheatspin, a surprisingly soft fabric considering it was apparently made of discarded wheat stalks spun into thread.

The tailor he had bought it from had boasted that his was the softest wheatspin garments in the city, that he alone had the Skills needed to take the normally coarse and stiff fabric and make it actually wearable. While somewhat skeptical, the price the man gave was about in the range that Rillah had told him he should expect for the shirts, so he shrugged and bought them anyway.

When he asked her later, Rillah confirmed that what the man had said was more or less true, though certainly exaggerated. Wheatspin was a common fabric at all levels of society. The poor wore it because it was made out of incredibly cheap material, all the way up to nobility who wore it as a statement showing off how Skilled their personal tailors were. That the man Edwin had visited was open to the public meant that he wasnt good enough to be privately contracted, but that by no means made him bad. The fabric was still as soft as anything he could remember from Earth, almost silk-smooth but somehow with a very different texture.

It was a curious dichotomy, but not especially relevant for his current task.

Namely, how did you light a shirt on fire without burning it up or using flames?

He had practice from his hot-water experiment, sure, but that was different. There, he was just allowing the two elements to combine in a natural course of action. The flame went out because the water extinguished it, but it was heated in turn. More fire, and it would have produced more steam than water.

Unfortunately, cloth- particularly wheatspin- was flammable, and just shoving alchemists fire- Refined concentrated firevine sap- into it was a sure-fire way to burn his practice shirt to ash. Hm. What about if he tried to filter his personal Infusion again? It had worked well with his little whirlpool jar when he Infused motion into water, why not heat? Of course, hed only been able to get his Imbuement to stay permanent in water, but that wasnt too much of an obstacle.

Edwin closed his eyes and conjured his mana visualization. Okay, he had a source, a series of filters, and a variety of other tubes, pipes, alembics, and other glassware which didnt technically do anything but were nonetheless synonymous with alchemy thanks to fantasy media.

Once he had a clear image in his mind, he spent a minute assembling a match for it in reality, fastening different premade sections together with freshly-conjured Apparatite bindings. Once it was all assembled, Edwin added his two primary ingredients into the mix- distilled water and alchemists fire.

In theory he might be able to do this with nothing but magic, but he used the liquids nonetheless. Both because they psychologically reassured him that he was doing something physical, and because they also triggered Alchemy and gave him an extra 90-odd skill levels of experience and power. Plus, if this worked hed have an actual, physical result and not just mana practice.

Carefully gripping his water reservoir, Edwin slowly Infused the liquid, making sure he kept control over the mana inside. With his other hand, he Infused not the alchemists fire- doing so didnt work well as a few small explosions had testified- but more tried to overlay the liquid with his mana. As he did so, he pulled on Basic Thermokinesis to tune his Infusion towards fire. It was a weird sensation, but one he was slowly getting better at.

Fortunately, for all that it was ready to burst into flames at a moments notice, alchemists fire wasnt a high explosive and still required air to burn. So, keeping it in a sealed container was enough to keep it as a liquid, even as he mixed it with Infused water.

Between his greater experience and additional confidence that came from working with this kind of alchemy, Edwin was able to create a steaming bottle of water with just a few minutes of work. It wouldnt get hotter or colder, he knew, but if he left it out it would evaporate and waste his work.

Success, it would seem, and one that was decidedly better than his last attempt at creating perpetually heated water. Edwin released his tight grip on his Infusion while he assessed the result. Now all he needed was to Refine it, mix it with molai, and turn it into a proper dye.

A tiny star lit on his finger as he began.

When he was done Refining, he was left with a reddish-gold liquid that was exactly the same temperature. Interesting. He would have thought that concentrating it would have made it warmer. What was the difference, then? He knew it had to have done something, but what exactly that was

Further testing required, he thought as he set a small measure off to the side.

The bulk of his Refined hot water went into his cauldron, and guided by Alchemy, he mixed crushed molai alongside some glowleaf as a stabilizer, brewing it until the entire liquid was illuminated in reddish light. He filtered out the solids remaining from his molai and glowleaf and tried to dye one of his new shirts.

He didnt exactly know how to dye, but that was a small matter. It was just soaking it, wringing it out, rinsing it, and repeating. How complicated could it really be? Yes, yes, it could be very complicated, but it didnt need to be.

After several washes, Edwin let his shirt hang up to dry, watching it gently steam.

A few hours later, he returned to find his shirt an interesting faintly-red color, and grinned. It looked like it turned out well, and he eagerly reached out to feel his new eternally-warm shirt

Edwin frowned. It felt no different from before. Clearly, he was doing something wrong. Further testing actually, he might not need to test this. There were people with way more experience than him in magical matters.

Oh, so your lady friend couldnt help you?

He sighed, No, Inion. Rillah doesnt have any experience with making magical things. Something to do with storms not being containable.

What makes you think I can help you then?

You made Obairlann, he pointed out, That was pretty magical.

Thats not really the same.

Can you help me or not? I came to you because I thought you might be able to provide some kind of new insight."

Oh, not talking to me just for fun?

Considering you find some way to snipe at Rillah every time we talk, no. I know fewer people on this planet than I have fingers, and if I wanted to hear people badmouth one of them Id just wander around the city.

Youre making a mistake with her she cautioned.

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Shes manipulating you.

And you arent?

Not like she is.

Again, I dont care. Not like you seem to think, anyway. Im comfortable around her, I dont care if thats some sort of magical compulsion, its not something Ive been getting anywhere else.

Inion didnt have a response to that.

Edwin sighed, Can you help me or not?

I can.

Will you? Look, if we dont have some topic that we can focus on while we chat, were just going to fall into another argument about Rillah.

I do not like that woman.

I know. Trust me, I know. And I wish I knew how to help reassure you. But thats also not something I want to talk about right now. So magical stuff?

Inion finally seemed to concede, I wouldnt describe myself as much of an enchanter, but I know I can definitely give you some information.

Edwin gave a warm smile, Thanks, Inion. Really, just having anything to build off of is enough at this point. I can figure out the details myself, but I have no clue what Im doing.

Let me see what youve tried so far.

Okay, so this was when. Edwin gave a quick rundown.

It would definitely work, so why was he even worrying about it? Inion was just jealous, he was sure. He could confront Rillah about it, maybe that would help. But what would he do? Did he want to know if she was influencing him? He was happy the way things were.

He was just being paranoid though, he was sure. Rillah wouldnt well, okay. He needed to remove what he felt that Rillah would or wouldnt do from the situation. He didnt know her that well. Just looking at this objectively. He could do that.

Edwin set down his tools and pulled out a chair, dropping into it and closing his eyes in thought. He dealt with unknown phenomena all the time, this was no different.

Observation: He was very attached to Rillah, and was willing to go out of his way to help her out, spent a lot of time with her, and generally trusted her.

Hypothesis 1: Rillah was using some kind of mental compulsion Skill on him.

Hypothesis 2: Edwin was just genuinely that lonely and starved for human contact.

Evidence in favor of Hypothesis 1: Immediate fondness for Rillah, confirmed presence of one or more mind-affecting Skills in her repertoire, noted fixation on trying to help her, defending her against Inion, Inions suspicions.

Evidence against Hypothesis 1: No activation of Adaptive Defense, no obvious Skill effects active so far as Skillful Assessment can see.

Evidence in favor of Hypothesis 2: He did really like Rillah. She was nice and willing to talk to him, willing to take him along on outings and intentionally make sure to include him in stuff. She made sure that he took breaks and took care of himself, and stood up for his need of breaks. He was keenly interested in getting to know her better

In whatever form that may take, he admitted to himself, though he was more looking for a friend rather than a romantic partner not that hed really decline that either.

Other than with Inion, a part of him whispered, which he didnt really have a good response for. Well no, he did, and it was that just physical intimacy wasnt what he was actually looking for and was what Inion was most likely to teasingly ask him about. Hed also never taken her up on her offers, so who even knew how serious they were?

Anyway, he was getting distracted.

Evidence against Hypothesis 2: Inordinate fixation on Rillah beyond normal interest might dictate, confirmed presence of one or more mind-affecting Skills in her repertoire and a known willingness to use them.

Edwin frowned. He couldnt really think of that much evidence against his second hypothesis, but that didnt mean it was true. Particularly for something like this, where it was the validity of his own perceptions that was in question. What was he really doing, anyway? He had found a person he liked, and now he was spending time with and trying to help out said friend as much as he was really capable. There wasnt anything unnatural about that. right?

Even if he was being excessive, that didnt mean Rillah was stepping out of line. Heck, maybe this was just how he normally would act in the stressed situation of trying to impress someone he liked, it wasnt like he had that much experience in that regard. At most, maybe Rillah was just trying to help him along with any Skills she might have, or maybe they were just passive or harmless. Heck, that was probably worthy of its own hypothesis come to think of it. So

Hypothesis 3: Rillah has some level of passive/socially acceptable Skill that she is using, and is encouraging him in his pursuit of companionship.

Evidence for Hypothesis 3: Matches with what shes doing with Yathal, encouraging him to be more confident in himself, all evidence with Hypothesis 2 applied, but with reasonable courses of action magnified.

Evidence against Hypothesis 3: Lefi and Inion most likely have similar Skills, and his feelings towards them were remarkably different from how he felt about Rillah. Inion would likely recognize that was what happened and be able to explain it.

Besides, how would he react in either situation? If it turned out that she wasnt using any Skills on him, and his behavior was just the result of his own nature, then hed obviously want to keep doing what he was doing. He didnt have any real reason to stop what he was doing, her request- not that it even really was one- aligned with his personal research anyway, and it was as good a goal as any.

That also complicated things if she was influencing his mind with Skills. Some amount would definitely just be socially acceptable, he was sure though he should probably ask that of Lefi, instead of just assuming they were considered alright, shouldnt he? Anyway, if she was influencing him in that way, it didnt invalidate his reasons for helping her out. He might ask her to not se them anymore, but what difference wold it make? Well, hed have to reevaluate his priorities when his mind was unaffected, that much was certain, but he didnt anticipate his logic really changing.

I really, really should just talk to her, Edwin thought, It would solve all of this so nicely.

He really, really should. Communication was absolutely key to any kind of relationship. But he also didnt want to lose what he already had, however that might happen. Who knew how Rillah would take being confronted about social Skills? He definitely didnt want to say anything about his feelings, in case that might make her treat him differently.

Talking was the smart thing to do. He should do it. Right now, he should hop off of his chair, head downstairs and find Rillah, then talk to her about his concerns and find out her side of the story.

He should do it.

It was exactly the right move in this situation.

.

It would resolve this entire situation.

It was the reasonable, emotionally mature thing to do.

...

He couldnt do it. He just couldnt.

He couldnt take the chance of messing up one of his few friendships, and for what anyway? If she didnt like him and was just using him, she didnt exactly need a Skill for that, she would just have to ask. He liked being helpful, and hers was an intriguing problem besides. Learning how to enchant wouldnt hurt, and would definitely be helpful for him going forward. It wasnt like she was asking him to do anything seriously inconvenient, nothing that he would later regret. Maybe hed be able to ask her more about her social Skills and try and suss out some information that way.

Edwin sighed. To make himself feel better, more certain in his status as not just a mind-controlled puppet, he wouldnt do any more enchanting work today. Hed.

Well, hed figure something else out.

Stamina was a bit of a strange Attribute, Edwin noted. Well, all Attributes were strange in their own way, but Stamina was his current focus so its peculiarities were the most obvious. He could feel it swell and fade with every breath he took, sweeping through his body and carrying with it nutrients and carting off waste to be disposed of.

It honestly seemed like a bit of a magical enhancement or even replacement of his circulatory system, and Edwin idly wondered if with an insanely high level of Stamina his blood might be almost entirely redundant. As he studied it, though, it also just made everything he did easier. It was subtle, definitely, but once he spotted it, it was obvious and made a lot of sense. After all, Stamina seemed to increase his physical energy, and while some of that could be explained away by nutrient transportation, there was still a finite amount of energy that Edwin had available in his body at any given time.

However, Stamina largely seemed to bypass that, and once he went looking Edwin noted that the Attribute helped with all motion in his body. His muscles were saturated with Stamina, and every time he contracted them, it served to make the action smoother and easier. It didnt make him any better, it just made him tire out slower and recover faster. Unlike Health, it didnt seem to be exhausted per se (or if it was, it was incredibly minute), he was just constrained by his normal human limits.

Which was stupid. He had magic! He had superhuman resilience and a ton of different supernatural Skills! He wanted to leap tall buildings in a well, okay, he could do that. But not because of Stamina! He was clearly missing something with his Stamina Manipulation skill, because all hed figured out how to do was move around some of the Attribute, and while he thought it was likely that his efforts were making things easier, whatever benefits it was providing were miniscule. He most certainly wasnt doing anything close to what he could do with mana.

Whatever.

Hed figure it out eventually, and for now he was just going to keep poking around the Skill and leveling it. And so he sat, not quite meditating as he tried to grab onto his Stamina. If his Mana Manipulation was like trying to fill a bathtub with a spoon, this felt like picking up sand wearing oven mitts- the dexterity just wasnt there. So, he tried to push instead of pull. Pushing into one arm, then the other. To his legs, into his lungs. Each time he did so, there was perhaps the slightest benefit to his motions, but so slight they might well have just been a placebo.

Eventually he settled into a bit of a rhythm. Since the Attribute already pulsed with his breaths, Edwin settled more deeply into a breathing routine and just tried to enhance what was already there.

With every breath out, he pushed Stamina into his limbs. Every time he breathed in, he pushed it back to his torso and head. In, and out. In, and out. At some point, he tried moving his mana in unison, just to see if anything would happen.

There wasnt any obvious change in efficacy, no Path, no new Skill offered, no sparkling lights, but it felt right, so he kept doing it while he mused. Health, Mana, and Stamina were the normal resources in games and the like, sure, but why would they be here? Alongside Perception, Dexterity, Speed what was the common thread, why were they all attributes? What made Attributes different from skills anyway? It wasnt like there werent passive Skills, and heck, Edwins Walking functioned in a way really similar to how Stamina reinforced his entire body. There clearly was something going on there, but what? It also really made him question how much Stamina normal people had, and how unlocking an Attribute influenced things.

Well Mana, Stamina, and Health all gave Edwin what felt like pools of energy. Magical, Physical, and Life? Life-force. Hm. He was starting to understand why the alchemists of Panastalis developed a humour-like model of the body, thats what those Attributes more or less were, werent they?

Hed been thinking of Mana as the overtly supernatural of the three, because what it did had no analogue to how things should work, but that was flatly false. Here, hed encountered creatures that used magic just as they might use their physical bodies to defend themselves or hunt. Mana was undoubtedly a fundamental part of the world- and he really needed to stop thinking about how things should work because that was flatly incorrect. But maybe he should look at the other Attributes like that as well? He could do supernatural things with mana but not stamina. Was he unintentionally constraining himself? How did all of this fit in with it seeming like everyone had some amount of Health and Stamina at least?

He breathed out, his stamina and mana flowing to his extremities, then back in, and the Attributes ebbed back to his lungs and intermingling with the fresh air.

Was that the secret? There is no spoon, only your imagination is holding you back? Could he do all kinds of crazy superhuman stunts with Stamina, make his own mage-like Skills? He didnt know he couldnt, after all. Why shouldnt he be able to fly with Stamina, phase through solid objects? It might be crazily complicated, but the System could help him out there surely. All he needed was the tools.

He waited with bated breath for a Skill or Path unlock, but nothing showed up. No easy answers here, it would seem.

Well, that was no matter.

Hed just figure it out himself.