What Do I Have to Give?

Upon entering the inner room, Mary's smile vanished instantly.

"Clatter!"

Mary angrily tossed the dried Berberis Fruit into the basket, muttering under her breath:

"Damn it! What kind of Love Potion did Ailin give Lady Vesemir?"

"Just because he's talented?"

"But is my talent really inferior to his?"

Mary, indignant, suddenly pulled out two bottles of Dwarven Strong Alcohol.

The sloshing of the wine in the glass bottle suddenly reminded her of that bottle of "Cat's Eye" wine, with its gradient colors and mysterious beauty.

So Mary, looking dejected, slowly placed the liquor into the basket.

"Okay... alright, in terms of talent, I might be a little worse than him."

"But I'm not weak either. Since I entered Aretuza, my grades have always been the best in the whole school."

"If it weren't for Lady Vesemir coming, the principal would have already planned to make me Aretuza's successor."

As she thought about it, Mary suddenly felt more confident.

"Yes! I managed to survive in a place as brutal as Aretuza, so there's no reason for me to be outdone in this place."

He lifted the four Water Essence one by one and placed them in the basket, then threw in a piece of water ghost's heart as well.

With high spirits, Mary checked the materials, straightened her back, and walked out with her head held high.

"He's just a mere witcher. With a little skill, I, Lady Mary, will surely win back Lady Vesemir's favor."

"Sizzle~"

A faint electric shock sound was heard.

Ailin held his breath and carefully observed the heart of the water ghost before him.

The Magic Carving Knife, following the Magic Veins on the heart, carefully removed the useless flesh stroke by stroke.

Then add intricate patterns.

The Drowner Heart Essence Fluid is very difficult to refine.

Especially the Magic Veins, which are as fine as hair, must be handled flawlessly, with no mistakes allowed.

As the magical energy within him circulated, slicing the coronal process of the water demon's heart into four equal halves, Ailin breathed a slight sigh of relief and couldn't help but think to himself:

"No wonder you need to upgrade your alchemy skill to LV4 to refine the Essence Fluid."

"If my eyes hadn't been modified, I really couldn't do this job."

During the process of treating the water ghost's heart, he finally discovered something different about the modified eyes.

By slightly dilating and constricting the pupil, materials can be magnified like a microscope.

With my mind focused on the focal point, as I carve the flesh with the knife, a premonition would occasionally pop into my head, correcting any mistakes in the path of the knife tip.

Most importantly, the contraction and dilation of his pupils and his miraculously accurate premonitions did not originate from the Witcher's Handbook, but were all under his control.

This feeling of complete control over one's goals and self is addictive.

The eerily beautiful heart of the water ghost was gently placed into a large glass, and the tip of the Magic Carving Knife lightly touched the center of the four coronal lobes.

That is the magical convergence point of the water ghost's heart.

The magic power within his body surged into the crown through the carving knife, causing blue light to flicker on the dark purple flesh.

Then the heart, which had been faintly emitting a foul odor, came back to life.

"Splash~ Splash~"

My heart is beating.

"Whoosh~"

The sound of flowing water rose,

After the second heartbeat, it turned into a clear, dark blue liquid and fell into the measuring cup.

Pale blue water splashed up and then fell back down.

Ailin looked down and saw that there was a full five portions of the Essence Fluid.

One heart, five portions of Essence Fluid?

Witcher's Handbook, you're really dark!

Ailin couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Ah!"

"How... how did they do that?"

A gasp came from behind Mary, and Ailin looked in the direction of the sound.

Mary opened her mouth slightly and gripped the wooden basket full of materials tightly with both hands.

Surprise, envy, jealousy, and perhaps a bit of frustration.

The richness of their emotions is so palpable that it is visible to the naked eye.

Ailin was secretly pleased, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and composed, and said:

"Want to learn?"

"I'll teach you!"

Mary puffed out her cheeks, seemingly somewhat tempted, but then remembered something, gave a soft snort, and refused outright, returning to her original seat.

"I really want to learn, can you teach me?"

The aroma of oranges mixed with cardamom wafts over you.

The Sorceress had approached without anyone noticing.

Ailin always brings some unique potion-making techniques.

The idea of creating Killer Whale without using magic and relying solely on the materials themselves is unique, but it can only be described as novel.

But this time, relying solely on magical carving and magical infusion, the technique can transform solid flesh and blood into a clear, liquid potion.

After reading it once, the Sorceress even felt as if she had touched upon the essence of alchemy.

"Sure."

Ailin paused for a moment, but seeing that the Sorceress's expression didn't seem fake, he quickly agreed.

"This alchemy technique is extremely valuable. Do you have any requirements?" the Sorceress asked with a smile.

Ailin shook his head, about to refuse.

The Sorceress, seeing that he didn't want payment, dissuaded him:

"Equivalent exchange is the fundamental principle of alchemy."

"Make a request!"

This reason doesn't actually make sense.

After all, Ailin not only got so many materials for free in the Alchemy Room.

The Sorceress also generously shared all her knowledge with him, teaching him alchemy for nearly a month.

But he didn't give anything in return.

However, seeing that the Sorceress insisted, Ailin did not argue any further.

After a moment of thought, the phrase "Ritual: Flesh Giant" suddenly came to mind.

"Lady Vesemir, do you know any rituals?"

The Sorceress nodded slightly and said:

"I know a little about rituals, but I'm not an expert."

"So you're sure you want to switch to this subject?"

"Given the rarity of this alchemy technique, can I teach you a few advanced potion recipes?"

"I can even give you a few magical items that are perfect for you."

"Or perhaps..."

The Sorceress paused, then continued:

"Several spells that suit you."

"Gurgle~"

Upon hearing this, Ailin swallowed hard. After a moment of internal struggle, he ultimately chose ritual studies.

"I've made up my mind, I'll switch to knowledge of ritual studies."

One should not be too greedy compared to those recipes and magical items.

His impression on the Sorceress was even more important.

As for magic?

Aren't witchers only allowed to learn signs?

Having made the decision, Ailin didn't think about it any further.

The Sorceress nodded slightly in agreement, but a hint of regret flickered in her eyes.

The ritual studies class was scheduled for after dinner each day.

Ailin took another heart of the Drowners King from the wooden basket, picked up the Magic Carving Knife, and was about to demonstrate it to the Sorceress again.

Then, he suddenly remembered something and looked back.

really.

The girl, Mary, was looking at him expectantly.

That hesitant, unspoken look was both pitiful and amusing.

"Want to learn?"

"Yes!" Mary's big eyes lit up immediately.

Ailin smiled and said, "Then come over and let's learn together."

Mary quickly got up and walked over to Ailin's side in a few steps.

"Equivalent exchange".

A clear, cold female voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

Mary paused for a moment,

The Sorceress was standing on the other side of Ailin, looking at her expressionlessly.

Mary felt a little wronged and a little scared when she saw this.

She looked at Ailin's gentle, smiling expression, which seemed to be on the verge of tears, and said:

"Equivalent exchange is the fundamental principle of alchemy."

"What... do I need to give in return?"

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