"I need to know what the commission is," Jiang Han said.
Kraken extended a hand. A near-transparent blue gel floated above her palm as she showed it to Jiang Han.
"The formula, and the materials needed for it. Since it's a rather precious item, I avoided writing it down. This is the tip of my memory, a fragment of my knowledge. Mix it with ice water and drink it, and you'll know what I want you to do."
Jiang Han frowned as she looked at the blue gel. She could sense the scent of a Great Witch within it—a faint, bland fragrance of seawater.
It was surprising. Seawater always smelled fishy and foul, yet this memory gel carried a fragrance.
As a witch studying alchemy, this level of alchemy was not particularly difficult. For witches, manipulating memories was a simple matter, though only on themselves, and only to a very slight degree—for example, showing their memories to others or hiding them away. But extracting a clear formula from one's memories as Kraken had done was an advanced spell.
And the method of using it was rather...
Jiang Han walked out of the private room and swiftly returned with a glass of ice water. Perhaps because of her striking appearance, the waiter had even given her a full set of condiments such as sweetener and milk, along with cold-brew tea bags specifically meant for steeping tea in cold water.
At this, Kraken let out an indifferent laugh, yet it was strangely enough to make one feel her goodwill.
"You have a very fine appearance. Even from my position, I would say it is quite exceptional. The delicate, refined type."
Delicate and refined... Jiang Han pressed her lips together. By the standards of a Cthulhu tabletop campaign, her appearance would probably be