Chapter 185: The Black Vipers
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The Alchemist thought, 'The inner circles of the Black Vipers still remain tense.'
He took no offense to the harsh words Toka said to him. It would be petty of him to hold a grudge against a foolish man.
Since he had taken his first breath, he had always been like this. Always laidback and weirdly collected.
Nothing could make his neutral expression waver, not even the death of his loved ones. He would mourn internally but his mind would quickly shrug it off.
Cold and unfeeling...he remembered those were the words his beloved parents used to describe him.
As for why they said it with warm eyes and positive intent, it still remained a mystery to him till this very day.
He ruminated, 'There's no time. I need to prepare my next class of potions.'
Bearing the name of The Alchemist, it should be expected that he had little to no problem when it came to alchemic magic. That was true. He meant not to brag, but he was an undisputed genius in that school of magic.
However, there would always be some things that are too obscure for him to grasp. Some potion that was too technical for him to concoct.
That was the stage he was at now. To secure success in the Underworld, he chose a special potion with a recipe that he had chanced upon. The recipe proved hard to decipher and, up till now, he could only improve with some of the unknown ingredients and procedures.
Unfortunately, he estimated that the potions were too unstable to secure him a firm footing. Hence, he decided to produce another one from the archaic grimoire he had with him. To do that, he needed resources, and to get that, he required funding from the Black Hand.
....and that took him to present.
The Alchemist took a look at the chicken breast presented on his plate. He was not hungry so he let it stay untouched while he spoke to Daniel.
"If I can get the funding I need, it would be a sure success. The potion I plan on brewing is not like any other seen on Arcadia's soil in a hundred years, or even a thousand years. I speak no lies when I say this potion is ancient and if announced publicly, it could easily spark a war between kingdoms."
Feeling the confidence radiating from Alchemist, Daniel couldn't help but ask, "A potion that can spark a war in this peaceful times. What potion is it?"
"Forgive me, but I shall keep that part to myself," politely responded Alchemist.
"I see....then I shall gather the money you need for this project. You would know better than to let us down," finalized Daniel.
He was a sub-head of the Black Viper branch. There was no singular leader, only two, Daniel and Toka.
So, as long as it wasn't a humongous matter, Daniel could still make decisions like this. He didn't need Toka.
On the other side, Toka stuffed his food into his mouth while pretending not to hear a single word from Daniel's mouth, "I must admit. This dish is more delicious than I expected. Seems like the cook has been mastering the art of cooking."
He spied at Alchemist's plate and saw the full chicken dish, "Is there something wrong with the food? You haven't touched it at all."
Alchemist's eyes were fervently concentrated on his plate but when he heard Toka, he faced up and flashed a smile, "Oh, nothing is wrong. I merely don't have the appetite for a big meal like this. Now that you ask, can I request a meeting with your cook?"
".....and what is your reason for that?"
"You might not realize this, but the silk soy sauce he used to coat the chicken is rare. Absolutely delightful. I'm no master of cooking arts, but I yearn to learn how to produce such wonder."
Toka was the only one who had not noticed the peculiarity of the situation. All others had paused their actions after Alchemist spoke. It was unknown whether it was because they were interested in what Alchemist wanted to say to the cook.
Soon, a standing maid went out of the room at the instructions of Toka, when she came back, beside her was an underweight, honey skinned man with flat nose.
His white apron was shinning in Alchemist's eyes as he moved closer to the latter, "You called for me, sir?"
"Oh, stop with the pleasantries. I always admire men of arts like yourself. If anything, I should be the one calling you sir," greeted Alchemist.
He had a sway with his words. When speaking with him, one would find it hard to associate him with the savagery he committed in Starhold.
The cook still remained adamant, "I'm merely a master of a mortal art. I can only bow in the presence of an alchemist."
The reply the cook received wasn't what he expected.
Alchemist coyly glanced at him, "Is that so...? Hmmm….."
He shifted his glance towards the food, "This soy sauce…..how delightfully made it is, isn't it, Toka?"
Toka, who was galloping another round of Fire-Grilled Giant Chicken paused and nodded his head. By now, two plates were already empty before him.
Alchemist maintained his smile, "If it's not a bother, tell me, how exactly did you make the soy sauce."
"I assure you, sir. It is not. The main ingredient for my special recipe is wheat. It has to be of a good quality with healthy brown shades that indicates it is in its peak maturity. Of course, soybeans are also important. I normally let it dry with the power of natural sunlight. Patience is key to this recipe. I —---"
"----You can stop now. I think I already have an idea."
Alchemist fiddled with the soy sauce after he interrupted the cook. He even took a lick of it and dwelled in its exquisiteness.
"Truly so marvelous, like the sweetness of mother's milk. I can definitely imagine the entire cooking process."
"Thank you for your prais–"
"--However, there is something that bothers me."
"What?"
"How exactly did you mix poison with it?"
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The Alchemist thought, 'The inner circles of the Black Vipers still remain tense.'
He took no offense to the harsh words Toka said to him. It would be petty of him to hold a grudge against a foolish man.
Since he had taken his first breath, he had always been like this. Always laidback and weirdly collected.
Nothing could make his neutral expression waver, not even the death of his loved ones. He would mourn internally but his mind would quickly shrug it off.
Cold and unfeeling...he remembered those were the words his beloved parents used to describe him.
As for why they said it with warm eyes and positive intent, it still remained a mystery to him till this very day.
He ruminated, 'There's no time. I need to prepare my next class of potions.'
Bearing the name of The Alchemist, it should be expected that he had little to no problem when it came to alchemic magic. That was true. He meant not to brag, but he was an undisputed genius in that school of magic.
However, there would always be some things that are too obscure for him to grasp. Some potion that was too technical for him to concoct.
That was the stage he was at now. To secure success in the Underworld, he chose a special potion with a recipe that he had chanced upon. The recipe proved hard to decipher and, up till now, he could only improve with some of the unknown ingredients and procedures.
Unfortunately, he estimated that the potions were too unstable to secure him a firm footing. Hence, he decided to produce another one from the archaic grimoire he had with him. To do that, he needed resources, and to get that, he required funding from the Black Hand.
....and that took him to present.
The Alchemist took a look at the chicken breast presented on his plate. He was not hungry so he let it stay untouched while he spoke to Daniel.
"If I can get the funding I need, it would be a sure success. The potion I plan on brewing is not like any other seen on Arcadia's soil in a hundred years, or even a thousand years. I speak no lies when I say this potion is ancient and if announced publicly, it could easily spark a war between kingdoms."
Feeling the confidence radiating from Alchemist, Daniel couldn't help but ask, "A potion that can spark a war in this peaceful times. What potion is it?"
"Forgive me, but I shall keep that part to myself," politely responded Alchemist.
"I see....then I shall gather the money you need for this project. You would know better than to let us down," finalized Daniel.
He was a sub-head of the Black Viper branch. There was no singular leader, only two, Daniel and Toka.
So, as long as it wasn't a humongous matter, Daniel could still make decisions like this. He didn't need Toka.
On the other side, Toka stuffed his food into his mouth while pretending not to hear a single word from Daniel's mouth, "I must admit. This dish is more delicious than I expected. Seems like the cook has been mastering the art of cooking."
He spied at Alchemist's plate and saw the full chicken dish, "Is there something wrong with the food? You haven't touched it at all."
Alchemist's eyes were fervently concentrated on his plate but when he heard Toka, he faced up and flashed a smile, "Oh, nothing is wrong. I merely don't have the appetite for a big meal like this. Now that you ask, can I request a meeting with your cook?"
".....and what is your reason for that?"
"You might not realize this, but the silk soy sauce he used to coat the chicken is rare. Absolutely delightful. I'm no master of cooking arts, but I yearn to learn how to produce such wonder."
Toka was the only one who had not noticed the peculiarity of the situation. All others had paused their actions after Alchemist spoke. It was unknown whether it was because they were interested in what Alchemist wanted to say to the cook.
Soon, a standing maid went out of the room at the instructions of Toka, when she came back, beside her was an underweight, honey skinned man with flat nose.
His white apron was shinning in Alchemist's eyes as he moved closer to the latter, "You called for me, sir?"
"Oh, stop with the pleasantries. I always admire men of arts like yourself. If anything, I should be the one calling you sir," greeted Alchemist.
He had a sway with his words. When speaking with him, one would find it hard to associate him with the savagery he committed in Starhold.
The cook still remained adamant, "I'm merely a master of a mortal art. I can only bow in the presence of an alchemist."
The reply the cook received wasn't what he expected.
Alchemist coyly glanced at him, "Is that so...? Hmmm….."
He shifted his glance towards the food, "This soy sauce…..how delightfully made it is, isn't it, Toka?"
Toka, who was galloping another round of Fire-Grilled Giant Chicken paused and nodded his head. By now, two plates were already empty before him.
Alchemist maintained his smile, "If it's not a bother, tell me, how exactly did you make the soy sauce."
"I assure you, sir. It is not. The main ingredient for my special recipe is wheat. It has to be of a good quality with healthy brown shades that indicates it is in its peak maturity. Of course, soybeans are also important. I normally let it dry with the power of natural sunlight. Patience is key to this recipe. I —---"
"----You can stop now. I think I already have an idea."
Alchemist fiddled with the soy sauce after he interrupted the cook. He even took a lick of it and dwelled in its exquisiteness.
"Truly so marvelous, like the sweetness of mother's milk. I can definitely imagine the entire cooking process."
"Thank you for your prais–"
"--However, there is something that bothers me."
"What?"
"How exactly did you mix poison with it?"
The Alchemist thought, 'The inner circles of the Black Vipers still remain tense.'He took no offense to the harsh words Toka said to him. It would be petty of him to hold a grudge against a foolish man. Since he had taken his first breath, he had always been like this. Always laidback and weirdly collected. Nothing could make his neutral expression waver, not even the death of his loved ones. He would mourn internally but his mind would quickly shrug it off.Cold and unfeeling...he remembered those were the words his beloved parents used to describe him. As for why they said it with warm eyes and positive intent, it still remained a mystery to him till this very day. He ruminated, 'There's no time. I need to prepare my next class of potions.'Bearing the name of The Alchemist, it should be expected that he had little to no problem when it came to alchemic magic. That was true. He meant not to brag, but he was an undisputed genius in that school of magic. However, there would always be some things that are too obscure for him to grasp. Some potion that was too technical for him to concoct. That was the stage he was at now. To secure success in the Underworld, he chose a special potion with a recipe that he had chanced upon. The recipe proved hard to decipher and, up till now, he could only improve with some of the unknown ingredients and procedures. Unfortunately, he estimated that the potions were too unstable to secure him a firm footing. Hence, he decided to produce another one from the archaic grimoire he had with him. To do that, he needed resources, and to get that, he required funding from the Black Hand.....and that took him to present. The Alchemist took a look at the chicken breast presented on his plate. He was not hungry so he let it stay untouched while he spoke to Daniel. "If I can get the funding I need, it would be a sure success. The potion I plan on brewing is not like any other seen on Arcadia's soil in a hundred years, or even a thousand years. I speak no lies when I say this potion is ancient and if announced publicly, it could easily spark a war between kingdoms."Feeling the confidence radiating from Alchemist, Daniel couldn't help but ask, "A potion that can spark a war in this peaceful times. What potion is it?""Forgive me, but I shall keep that part to myself," politely responded Alchemist."I see....then I shall gather the money you need for this project. You would know better than to let us down," finalized Daniel. He was a sub-head of the Black Viper branch. There was no singular leader, only two, Daniel and Toka. So, as long as it wasn't a humongous matter, Daniel could still make decisions like this. He didn't need Toka. On the other side, Toka stuffed his food into his mouth while pretending not to hear a single word from Daniel's mouth, "I must admit. This dish is more delicious than I expected. Seems like the cook has been mastering the art of cooking."He spied at Alchemist's plate and saw the full chicken dish, "Is there something wrong with the food? You haven't touched it at all."Alchemist's eyes were fervently concentrated on his plate but when he heard Toka, he faced up and flashed a smile, "Oh, nothing is wrong. I merely don't have the appetite for a big meal like this. Now that you ask, can I request a meeting with your cook?"".....and what is your reason for that?""You might not realize this, but the silk soy sauce he used to coat the chicken is rare. Absolutely delightful. I'm no master of cooking arts, but I yearn to learn how to produce such wonder."Toka was the only one who had not noticed the peculiarity of the situation. All others had paused their actions after Alchemist spoke. It was unknown whether it was because they were interested in what Alchemist wanted to say to the cook.Soon, a standing maid went out of the room at the instructions of Toka, when she came back, beside her was an underweight, honey skinned man with flat nose. His white apron was shinning in Alchemist's eyes as he moved closer to the latter, "You called for me, sir?""Oh, stop with the pleasantries. I always admire men of arts like yourself. If anything, I should be the one calling you sir," greeted Alchemist.He had a sway with his words. When speaking with him, one would find it hard to associate him with the savagery he committed in Starhold. The cook still remained adamant, "I'm merely a master of a mortal art. I can only bow in the presence of an alchemist."The reply the cook received wasn't what he expected. Alchemist coyly glanced at him, "Is that so...? Hmmm.."He shifted his glance towards the food, "This soy sauce..how delightfully made it is, isn't it, Toka?"Toka, who was galloping another round of Fire-Grilled Giant Chicken paused and nodded his head. By now, two plates were already empty before him.Alchemist maintained his smile, "If it's not a bother, tell me, how exactly did you make the soy sauce.""I assure you, sir. It is not. The main ingredient for my special recipe is wheat. It has to be of a good quality with healthy brown shades that indicates it is in its peak maturity. Of course, soybeans are also important. I normally let it dry with the power of natural sunlight. Patience is key to this recipe. I ---" "----You can stop now. I think I already have an idea."Alchemist fiddled with the soy sauce after he interrupted the cook. He even took a lick of it and dwelled in its exquisiteness."Truly so marvelous, like the sweetness of mother's milk. I can definitely imagine the entire cooking process.""Thank you for your prais""--However, there is something that bothers me.""What?""How exactly did you mix poison with it?"
