Abe the Wizard

After around an hour, Abel turned to Master Peter and asked, “This is the Master Alchemy Pattern, right?”

“Yes, this is the Master Alchemy Pattern!” Master Peter did not expect Abel to regain his consciousness this quickly. For an alchemist who had never seen this alchemy pattern before, obsessing with it for half a day was normal.

However, what he didn’t know was that Abel memorized this unbearably complicated alchemy pattern.

It did not take Abel a long time. Most of the time was wasted on transforming that flat alchemy pattern on the wall into a 3-dimensional one.

“Master Peter, do you have any information about leveling up?” Abel asked desperately.

He could no longer wait. He wanted to start building this ultra-complicated alchemy pattern immediately.

“Master Bennet, this is a guide. Please use it carefully. Since there are no longer any actual master alchemists in the Holy Continent, the information they documented is precious!” Master Peter carefully pulled out an orc skill book from the shelf and handed it to Abel.

Abel could see why. Just take this master alchemy pattern on the wall, for example. Only an actual master alchemist could draw a thing like this. It was a seamless fusion between a person’s alchemy skills and the power of the will, which was then manifested perfectly through their drawing skills.

He carefully accepted the orc skill book. This book did not have a title. As he flicked it open, he noticed this was the record of 5 different master alchemists from different generations.

Every master alchemist had written down their leveling up process in detail. Even their minor day to day activities was recorded. These records were not written with normal words. They were infused with the master alchemist’s power of the will.

As Abel was reading the words, he felt like he was levelling up alongside those 5 masters.

“This book is too precious!” Abel said while holding the orc skill book in his hand.

“These 5 master alchemists were the master alchemists of the Angstrom City Alchemy Union long ago. Every alchemy union shares a tradition, and if an alchemist had successfully become a master alchemist, the union would document their entire process for the future generations to study!” Master Peter explained.

“Master Peter, I think I should go back now and retreat for some time. When I come out again, I will either become a master alchemist or a normal elf!” Abel said Blankly.

Master Peter couldn’t really understand Abel. How could such a young and successful alchemist not worry about the risk of becoming a master alchemist? It was hard to imagine.

“Master Bennett. There is a room for retreat in the alchemy union. It was made for the ones who decide to become a master alchemist. Some of the magic circles in there can come in handy!” Master Peter suggested.

“Where is it?” Abel was interested. Although he was very confident, a little bit of extra help wouldn’t hurt.

He really didn’t want to start his alchemy journey all over again. No matter how easy it was, it would still take time.

If he wasn’t stuck as an intermediate wizard and couldn’t keep exploring the Dark World, there was no way he would spend so much time on alchemy.

At the end of the day, he still put most of his attention on being a wizard. It was his main occupation. Both forgery and alchemy were his secondary jobs.

“Master Bennett, please follow me!” Master Peter did a bow.

They exited the library and walked towards the first floor. All the elves and alchemists they ran into along the way bowed at them. Although Master Peter had lost his alchemy ability, his status in the Alchemy Union was still very high.

When they arrived at the first floor, Master Peter did not stop. Instead, he kept moving down the stairs.

Abel followed him into the basement of the Alchemy Union. It was lit by illumination circles.

The protection of the basement was even stricter than the surface. Abel had only walked for around 100 meters, and he already felt like he had been scanned a few times. If he didn’t have a master alchemist by honor badge, he would have triggered the alert long ago.

Master Peter stopped in front of a room in the basement and pointed at its front door. “Master Bennett, you can go in with your badge!”

Abel stood in front of the door. The floor he was standing on was filled with tightly drawn patterns. He could tell that these patterns were drawn with the most expensive material. The ones he could recognize were the protection circle and a barrier circle.

He stepped up and placed his master alchemist by honor badge on the scanner next to the door. The magic circle on the door was ignited. A white light flashed, and the door was opened.

It was at this moment as the door opened, all the elite alchemists and master alchemists by honor in the Angstrom City Alchemy Union simultaneously received a message. An Elite Alchemist was trying to transform into a master alchemist.

The elves in Grand Ducal Palace also received this message, and a chunk of energy was distributed to the retreat room in the basement of the Alchemy Union.

“Which alchemist is leveling up?” Master Alfred stopped his tasks in the Alchemy room of the Alchemy Union. The valuable ingredients on his hand would be damaged, but it still did not stop him from asking his helper beside him.

His helper quickly looked up the details. Only a corresponding badge could open the door of the retreat room, so it had to be one of the very few elite alchemists in the union.

There was not a single elite alchemist approaching the end of his life in the union. Why would any of them start their transformation at that moment?

“It’s Master Bennett!” After a while of searching, Master Alfred’s helper replied with a strange look on his face.

“Master Bennett? Didn’t he just become an elite alchemist? How is this possible?” Master Alfred mumbled to himself in confusion.

His helper followed up again and received a confirmation from the union spirit “Master, it really is Master Bennett. He opened the door of the master alchemist retreat room with his badge!”

“My spirit, has he gone mad? I need to stop him!” Master Alfred yelled.

No one understood Abel’s importance more than him. Every potion Abel made had a special effect. Even his hunger potion had something a high-level potion wouldn’t.

He had been using the Blue Howling Rabbit flavor hunger potion he exchanged with Abel during his recent works. It had made his research more successful than ever.

To maintain his hunger potion supply, he could not let Abel try to become a master alchemist. It was not a matter of luck. The experience of countless elite alchemists told him one thing. The success rate of becoming a master alchemist was so low that almost all elite alchemists had lost the courage to do so.

He had to stop Abel for himself and the elves. A genius master alchemist by honor like that could not be lost.

He knew that if the public found out that Abel was trying to become a master alchemist, all the elves, especially females, would go insane. Those noble elves could no longer live without their Lotions and Conditioners.

Luckily, the female alchemists in the union had not found out about this. Once they did, anything could happen.

“Discard the permission for any elf to access the user identity and details of the Master Alchemist retreat room!” Master Alfred lowered his voice and said to his Master Alchemist by honor badge.

Soon, countless identity requests were rejected.