Jealous Mary

"Ah!?"

A slightly pained, surprised voice came from behind.

Ailin didn't turn around and said, "It's not Killer Whale, it's two other potions."

"Oh~"

"Um?

"Ah!"

Mary breathed a sigh of relief, then, after a moment of stunned silence, turned sharply to look at Ailin, exclaiming in shock:

"You've come up with another new formula?"

"Or two types?"

Ailin nodded, said nothing more, turned to look at the Sorceress with slightly parted red lips, and asked:

"Lady Vesemir, I want a bottle of Dwarven Strong Alcohol, four Berberis Fruit, two portions of Water Essence, and... um... five water ghost hearts."

The Sorceress's surprise flashed across her face for a fleeting moment.

She nodded and said, "Mary, go and find these materials quickly."

"Okay... okay, mentor."

Mary's shock had not yet faded.

As he walked into the inner room, he would occasionally glance back at Ailin, as if he were looking at some terrifying monster.

Incomprehensible!

How can someone come up with a recipe in just a few days?

Doesn't the book say that formula improvements are measured in years?

Mary didn't understand, but she was deeply shocked, and she staggered away.

The Sorceress gazed intently at Ailin, her feelings no less poignant Mary's, but filled with even greater worry.

"Ailin, remember what I told you: Evil God are all unreliable!"

"Don't worry, Lady Vesemir, I came up with this myself," Ailin said shamelessly.

The Sorceress nodded slightly, not pursuing the matter further.

Although his face was expressionless, a sense of pride welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"He's truly my child!" she thought. "He should have been a born wizard, not a witcher."

Etc!

Ailin has the opportunity to become a wizard.

The Sorceress recalled the Ice Lance Spell she had cast after the Trial of the Mountains.

While waiting, Ailin glanced around absentmindedly, hoping to find differences between before and after the eye modification.

But even after Mary brought over all the necessary materials, nothing unusual was found.

So he sighed inwardly, took the materials, put the matter of the eyes aside, and was about to begin refining them.

"Smack!"

A snap of the fingers.

The airflow speed in the Alchemy Room suddenly increased.

Ailin paused for a moment, then saw the Sorceress smile gently at him.

There was something meaningful in his smile.

So Ailin reluctantly lowered her head and continued processing the materials.

The smell of Killer Whale during the refining process was indeed unprecedented, which explains why the Sorceress and Mary had some psychological trauma.

The Cat Eye Potion is much simpler to make than the Killer Whale; the only difficulty is obtaining the Water Essence.

In the game, this material can be obtained by killing Water Element monsters, but not in reality.

You need to purify the blood of Water Element monsters before you can obtain it.

The processing of this material is the main reason why Cat Eye Potion requires LV2 Alchemy.

However, the Water Essence is the Water Element base used in the brewing of many potions, and it has a very long shelf life. Before coming here, Ailin knew that Vesemir must have it.

After grinding the four dried cypress stems into powder, he glanced at the Sorceress.

"Smack!"

A snap of the fingers.

Flames rose from beneath the crucible.

Ailin secretly praised the Sorceress's cooperation, and after the cauldron was heated red-hot, Ailin quickly poured in the powder.

Wisps of black smoke rose from the pot, and after the smoke dissipated, the entire bottle of Dwarven Strong Alcohol was poured in.

"Sizzle~"

The mist of alcohol rose up instantly, only to be dispersed by the wind in a flash.

Ailin counted his heartbeats, poured a portion of the Water Essence into the boiling alcohol, then turned off the heat and put the lid on.

After twenty heartbeats, open the lid, add a portion of Water Essence, and the potion "Cat's Eye" is ready.

Simple and fast.

After Mary delivered all the materials, she saw that neither Ailin nor the Sorceress chased him away, so she just stood by and watched.

Given the lethality of Killer Whale, curiosity was clearly more important to Mary than her sense of smell.

Watching Ailin bustling around, all the materials were used up in no time.

Mary found it hard to believe.

Is that all?

There was no foul smell! No explosion! Not even a hint of magic!

She couldn't help but express her disappointment:

"Ah?"

That's it?

"Is it finished making?"

Ailin poured the "Cat's Eye" potion into the crystal bottle and looked in the direction of the sound.

He immediately noticed Mary's unsatisfied expression and was speechless.

What kind of reaction is that?

Are you unhappy that the potion-making didn't stink at all?

When Mary saw Ailin looking over, she immediately covered her mouth in embarrassment.

"Ailin, what's the name of this potion?" The Sorceress walked over, took the crystal bottle, and examined it closely.

The upper part is clear, and the lower part is turbid.

The entire bottle of potion has a peculiar gradient color.

The upper layer is a clear, transparent oily substance, which becomes increasingly grayish-green and dark as you go down, until it is completely black at the bottom of the crystal bottle.

No matter which angle you look at it from, you can feel a sense of mystery that is being concealed.

Overall, the potion looked beautiful, and she liked it very much.

"Cat's Eye! Its name is Cat..." Ailin said.

Before he could finish speaking...

The Sorceress conjured a silver chain effortlessly.

"Smack!"

With a snap of his fingers, a small hole instantly appeared at the neck of the crystal bottle.

The silver chain passed through the hole, grazed her fair and translucent collarbone, and her smooth and slender neck and back, and thus made its home on the Sorceress's body.

"Bang~ Bang~"

The crystal bottles gently bumped and swayed together.

The two potions, of different sizes and colors, adorned the Sorceress's swan-like neck with a unique and mysterious charm.

"Did they just 'steal' it without even asking a question this time?" Ailin couldn't help but complain in his mind.

He glanced at the two vials of potions around the Sorceress's neck and a ridiculous thought crossed his mind.

Once he starts making more and more potions, will the Sorceress have a ring of potion bottles hanging around her neck?

Just thinking about it made Ailin shudder.

What kind of weird aesthetic is this?

At this moment.

The Sorceress looked away from the cat's eye and asked expectantly:

Is it pretty?

"Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! These two potions match the mentor's skin tone perfectly!"

Mary, the sycophant, spoke up eagerly.

The Sorceress's gentle smile deepened, making her appear radiant with beauty.

She didn't reply to Mary; her beautiful, clear, dark red eyes simply gazed silently at Ailin.

"So... beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!"

Ailin unconsciously avoided the Sorceress's gentle gaze, but met the burning jealousy in Mary's eyes.

Mary's face clearly said, "I am the one who is Lady Vesemir's apprentice."

The moment their eyes met, the anger that had just subsided reignited, and he glared menacingly at Ailin Ailin.

"Cough cough~"

After coughing twice, Ailin awkwardly turned his head to look at the crucible where the fire was still burning.

"Mary, go and get two more sets of materials!" the Sorceress whispered.

"Okay, mentor."

Mary immediately looked away, smiled, straightened her back, and became obedient and gentle.

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