Angel had originally intended to continue studying Orichalcum's properties, to verify whether the "mind" could continue influencing changes in Orichalcum.
But since the rightful owner had already urged him to start forging, Angel could only set aside his research.
Then let's begin the smelting and forging... Huh, smelting and forging?
A sudden wild idea struck Angel.
"Before we begin smelting and forging, I have an idea." Angel lowered his head, seeming to ponder something.
Benbo said, "What idea?"
"I mentioned before that I felt Orichalcum could somehow hear my inner voice, and gradually alter its internal structure through it... I don't know whether that is an inherent property of Orichalcum, but if it really is, then I have an idea."
"Perhaps we don't need flames to smelt and forge it. We could instead use the power of the mind, influencing it through our inner voice to alter its properties."
"For instance, if I imagined the shape of a 'quill pen' in my mind, perhaps it would follow my inner voice and transform toward the form of a quill pen. Wouldn't that count as a kind of forging too?"
Angel felt that if this succeeded, it could absolutely be called Mind Forging! Going a step further, perhaps it could even be called Mind Alchemy?!
As Angel's thoughts ran wild, Benbo let out a sinister chuckle. "Though I quite like the script you've concocted, unfortunately, this script doesn't hold up!"
Why didn't it hold up?
Faced with Angel's confusion, Benbo spoke in a gentle tone. "Originally, I didn't want to tell you about this property of Orichalcum. After all, not long ago I declared that I would not utter a word about Orichalcum's properties. But since you brought this up... I might as well tell you."
Benbo seemed somewhat helpless as he