Mage Macken was certain that this was not the first time he had heard this term.
He had long learned about Taisu from Ryan.
"Mentor Pierce, let's discuss the Obsidian Calamity Elixir instead. As for the rest, you can discuss it with Ryan."
He was now certain that the Empire's mages knew less about Taisu than Ryan did, so he stopped pursuing the subject.
"Ryan will most likely buy this elixir."
"Your research into elixirs is truly admirable."
Three days later, Garrett had undoubtedly survived.
"How do you feel?"
Steward Bilder stood before Garrett while attendants stepped forward to help the knight wash himself and put on his clothes.
"I feel—I don't feel like I've become stronger."
Garrett could not describe his own condition. To him, there were only two states: strong and weak.
"The mages will provide the answer."
Bilder turned and said something. Soon, the doors opened, and Grand Mage Amethyst entered with several other mages from another world.
"The master wishes to know whether the Obsidian Calamity Elixir truly possesses an irreplicable uniqueness. If not, its value will be greatly diminished. If it does, then it can be traded for Specters."
"The power of magic is mysterious and majestic. I cannot guarantee that I can detect the effects of an elixir created by a Saint Realm mage."
Though Grand Mage Amethyst said this, his expression remained confident. In his view, mages differed in strength, but there was no such thing as superior or inferior magical research—only different types and directions. Even weak mages could create miraculous powers.
The magical system from Aixnier was like this. Mage Luna had once fused her soul with a Golem Puppet. Though talented at the time, she had not been powerful enough. Likewise, Grand Mage Amethyst was naturally much weaker than